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"Oh, ok...that would be very helpful Silver, thank you very much." I reply with a smile on my face. "I don't mean to be a bother though if I am..." I add.

Why were all the new grunts so dumb? They were supposed to go to the fitting room not wander around looking for snacks! (Of course that’s what Silver was assuming since they had yummy snacks here). Now Silver was hungry again.

"…It’s nice to meet you Hanna. I can help you get a uniform. I known where the dressing room is and all that junk."

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A grunt? As in a Rocket grunt? Oh..that must have been the red glasses with the gem "R" on the side...darn it...one of my friends DID tell me it looked like the rocket symbol...well....I felt the best way to avoid trouble now was to go along with this...

"O-Oh...My name is Hanna...I'm actually a new recruit, I haven't gotten a uniform yet to be fully honest..." I reply, smiling nervously. Crud...I just hope I can pull this off...

"…Um… Hi. Sorry… You’re a grunt right? It’s just that you’re not in uniform. So I was trying to figure out— Nevermind. I’m Silver, the Boss’ son. Can I ask for your name? I can get you a uniform."

Crazy ass grunts never wearing their uniforms. May as well be wearing bathing suits.

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"Oh! Hello there..." I say as I see the other looking directly at me...it was rather unsettling... "I-Is everything ok? Am I doing something wrong...?" I ask, feeling like I had done something wrong, maybe that's why he was starting so intently at me...?"

Stares intently at you.

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Lileo, maybe with a tough or shy personality? :3

The answer to that is so simple…. Cubone.

I would love to hear from my followers

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It’s almost a nail bat.

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This is so interesting actually... I hear my voice as I hear myself everyday but also can assign voices t different characters as I read their parts, I find it makes the book much more enjoyable. :)

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OMG! KHAT! HOW DID YOU DO THIS?! :D

I have been looking for a thing to make custom Don't Starve skins FOREVER now! Could you maybe show me where or what you used for it?

((So much hype! It looks so awesome Khat! :D))

PROGRESS AFTER 6 HOURS OMFG YES ! this is satisfying x3. 

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I am so sorry this is happening t you hun... If your story is not told there, we will make sure it's told all across here.

Guys, please signal boost, this is a very serious matter and by reblogging, you could get her help so please do it.

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

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I was snapchatting Dmns with my favourite bloodstained birb and I started to make a stupid story. I should really. REALLY. Be doing university work ( O v O ) coo coo.

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*A dark purple pokemon looked at Silver and smiled*

Silver looked over at the pokemon He didn’t think he had seen this kind before.  ”Hm?” He mumbled in confusion as he bends down and kneels in front of it. “What kind of pokemon are you?

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How Well Do Your Followers Know You?

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Technically a teen

life-writer your dipper is so fun to draw!

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Not taking any chances

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*Rogue grins* "Great! Once we're done here I'll take ya' there!"

"Um…do you like pizza by any chance…? I know a great place to go to."