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  <title>we'll have the days that we break</title>
  <subtitle>but we'll have the heart not to lose it</subtitle>
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  <updated>2011-06-13T17:55:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purredator:2047</id>
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    <title>&amp;gt; ♌ permissions</title>
    <published>2011-06-13T02:08:01Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-13T16:15:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;table width="650" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="justify" width="650"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: #001A57; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt; color: #CBA135; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;★ IC Permissions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ PHYSICAL AFFECTION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ PHYSICAL VIOLENCE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dude she's a troll, they thrive off that shit. i'd like to talk before we do any permanent damage or death, but anything else is fair game~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ofc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ PSYCHIC &amp; PSIONIC INFORMATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She doesn't have any powers of her own, and her resistance is probably the exact same as a normal humans. She probably thinks about cats, her friends and shipping a lot, with dark bits like her death / being in the Veil generally shoved to the back of her head. Feel free to mindread or anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ MAGICAL INFORMATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ MEDICAL INFORMATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she could stand to eat a sandwich, but otherwise she's pretty healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS &amp; TRIGGERS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;don't bring up her death bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="650" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="justify" width="650"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: #001A57; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt; color: #CBA135; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;★ OOC Permissions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ BACKTAGGING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ THREADHOPPING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ofc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ FOURTHWALLING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ DO NOT WANT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhh i'm good with most stuff! if it's anything super heavy, shoot me a message, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ ANYTHING ELSE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name='cutid2-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="650" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="justify" width="650"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: #001A57; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt; color: #CBA135; font-family: georgia; line-height: 130%;"&gt;★ First Impressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ VISUAL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nepeta is small, even for a thirteen year old, with candy-corn striped horns that're shaped like two cat ears and a mass of wiry black hair. Wears a t-shirt with a Leo sign on it, a green trenchcoat that's around five sizes too big, and a blue cat hood alongside blue boots. She also has a long, blue tail which may or may not be part of her trenchcoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ AURAL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She chirps her words and overemphasizes (and sometime outright mangles) words to turn them into puns -- &lt;i&gt;purr&lt;/i&gt;missions, &lt;i&gt;fur&lt;/i&gt;ocious, &lt;i&gt;meow&lt;/i&gt;tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ OLFACTORY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She smells like dead animals, basically. For people with exceptional senses of smell, there's probably a distinct undertone of 'large big cat' and lots of variations of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CBA135; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;☆ DEMEANOUR:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bubbly, slightly silly, completely optimistic to the point of dangerous naivety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name='cutid3-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>&amp;gt; ♌ HMD / contact</title>
    <published>2011-06-08T14:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-13T17:55:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;CR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;Tags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purredator.livejournal.com/896.html#cutid1" target="_blank"&gt;Application&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purredator.livejournal.com/2047.html#cutid1" target="_blank"&gt;Permissions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact post and how's my driving! This is my first time playing Nepeta without the aid of trolltext, so if I'm going off-base, please tell me! \o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anon commenting on and ip logging off, ectect.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purredator:896</id>
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    <title>&amp;gt; ♌ realityshifted application</title>
    <published>2011-06-06T19:48:20Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-13T04:09:31Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Player Name:&lt;/b&gt; mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Player LJ:&lt;/b&gt; alevelnicer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Email and/or AIM:&lt;/b&gt; prettymagpie; a lot easier to get in contact ala comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Timezone:&lt;/b&gt; EST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Characters:&lt;/b&gt; n/aaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Character:&lt;/b&gt; Nepeta Leijon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Series:&lt;/b&gt; Homestuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deviance:&lt;/b&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt; Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Species:&lt;/b&gt; Troll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon Used:&lt;/b&gt; Homestuck, webcomic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearance:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;Nepeta is tiny for a thirteen year old and skinny; constant physical activity and a high protein diet means that she has extremely defined abs and equally defined bones. Her clothing is oversized, slightly ratty hand-me-downs from Pounce's last charge, with the exception of her hat; it's hand-made and fits pretty much purrfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her skin is gray, and her hair is cut short into a bob with two long pieces that frame her face and swoop back behind her ears. She has two candycorn-colored horns that resemble cat ears at the top of her head, and her nails are more like bright yellow talons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always vaguely smells unpleasantly like dead animals and the trash that you keep meaning to throw out, because she's a crazy feral catgirl and bathing is pretty much bottom of her priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psychology:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;Firstly, Nepeta is a troll: an alien species that superficially resembles humans, but is known for it's extremely aggressive and militant culture. Trolls are highly aggressive towards everything and everyone, including themselves; adults and children are separated, and children are placed through rigorous tests, with failed infants being consumed by the population at large. Older children who exhibit weakness, mutations, or just fail to conform are simply killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The separation of adults and children means that trolls have no natural definition or ideas of family. The closest they come is their connection with their lusus: the native wildlife of Alternia, lusii are sentient animals that are assigned to raise grubs once they've completed their first set of trials. Possibly the largest influence on her personality and behavior was her guardian Pounce de Leon, a massive, two-mouthed feline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nepeta grew up in the wilderness of Alternia, and this made her fairly self-sufficient. She's not afraid of taking care of herself, or the threat of violence; on Alternia, pretty much all of the wildlife is both huge and carnivorous, and Nepeta's been hunting down the wildlife regularly and successfully since she was a small child. Growing up with Pounce de Leon also gave her a healthy love of all things cute, &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; cats; she's made a partial cat fursuit out of pelts, she peppers her speech and typing with cats, and she actively &lt;i&gt;purrtends&lt;/i&gt; to be a cat in all but the most serious of situations. Nepeta may kill large, furry animals on a daily basis, but that's a relatively small part of her character; mostly, she's still just a thirteen year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nepeta is one of the nicest trolls, and this is linked to the fact she's also one of the most social; she wants to know people, yes, but more importantly, she wants them to like her. Even characters that she's terrified of or dislikes, such as Vriska, she still attempts to be pleasant and engage them; she's willing to talk to and even roleplay with Vriska, though the attempt doesn't last long. She doesn't always have a positive opinion of everyone, but she's shown to be willing to give most people a chance despite that and despite warnings she may've been given. Nepeta is a natural optimist, and she really believes that everything will turn out for the best in relationships and real life, often to the point of naivety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nepeta has two main interests, and they're basically linked: romance and shipping, namely shipping her friends together. Nepeta's considered weird both of these, but what makes it worse is her quirk about romance. While troll romance consists of pity-based and hate-based relationships, she's completely disinterested in the hate aspect. She focuses instead on the pity-based love, which consists of matesprits (romantic, sexual love) and moirails, who are essentially platonic soulmates. This in itself probably wouldn't be too strange, but she keeps track of all of her friends matesprits and moirails on a shipping wall in her home -- ranging from genuine relationships to completely implausible ones, all drawn in loving, bloody detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nepeta's intense love of pity-based relationships likely springs from the fact she's partially defined by one; she and her moirail, Equius, are considered pretty much the canon definition of the quadrant. Moirails are literally thought to be soulmates, in every definition of the word; they complete each other, evening out their faults and allowing more dangerous or passive trolls to become functional members of society, and are thought to be destined ~by fate~. In a lot of ways, Nepeta is the primary partner in their relationship, calming and pacifing Equius so that he doesn't give in to the aggression that comes with a higher blood caste, along with allowing him interactions with someone who can better handle his strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Equius does, however, have an equal effect on her. Nepeta is shown to be brash repeatedly through canon, quick to give in to emotional whims; when she realises Equius is dead, she attacks Gamzee with little thought beyond the immediate gratification of &lt;i&gt;revenge,&lt;/i&gt; and she's never shown to be one to deeply contemplate her own or anyone else's actions beyond the romantic implications. Just as she makes him more passive, Equius makes Nepeta more cautious; it's his judgement that ultimately keeps her out of the FLarp games that maim and kill several of their friends, and his intense focus on troll social norms serves to counteract her own complete disregard of them, and presumably keep her being culled. They're both aware of the effect they have on each other, which shows primarily in Nepeta's behaviour towards him. Even when his orders go directly against her own personal interests, such as when she wanted to join the red team, she generally follows them, knowing they're in her best overall interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    tl;dr: Nepeta is a cheerful, fairly naive girl who loves her friends and is immensely loyal, and she's also a brutal, highly self-sufficient hunter who'll cut your shit up. hth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Skills/Abilities:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;Nepeta is pretty crafty for a thirteen year old kid, and she knows how to skin animals with &lt;a href="http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6&amp;amp;p=004056" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;very little difficulties.&lt;/a&gt; She is also an &lt;i&gt;artiste,&lt;/i&gt; although her art mostly consists of &lt;a href="http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6&amp;amp;p=004056" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;stick figures&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nepeta is also one of the strongest members of the group, possibly only second to Equius. She's capable of taking down massive hoofbeasts and predators on a regular basis; more importantly, she's capable of regularly tackle-pouncing Equius, a troll who bruises others just by touching them, and escapes with absolutely no damage to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trolls in general are implied to be tougher than humans, though this likely is not to an absurd degree; their skin is moderately thicker, with humans regularly being referred to as having &amp;quot;weak pink flesh&amp;quot;, and they're capable of seeing in various levels of darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Weaknesses:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;Nepeta is pretty tough, but she's still a thirteen year old kid! It's stated several times throughout the comic that aggression is linked to caste, and Nepeta is pretty much in the middle; as such, even though trolls are naturally aggressive, Nepeta would hesitate before seriously hurting another individual. Actually having to murder another individual, if she could go through with it, would probably be more than slightly traumatising. She'd still do it, if given enough incentive, but it'd have to be one heck of an incentive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with that, Nepeta is still physically a child. She's pretty darn strong and is fairly tough, but most importantly, she's a skinny adolescent who hasn't finished growing. If it comes down to a brawl with a healthy, athletic adult, they're always going to outlast her when it comes to endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her third major weakness is entirely mental; she's not very mature, especially in comparison to her peers, and she tends to let her emotions take control of her, often to the detriment of her physical abilities. At one point in her canon, her moirail is murdered by Gamzee, one of her friends who's never fought before but is shown to be of equal strength. When she jumps in to avenge her moirail and he is actually not only able to meet her attack, but partially deflect it, &lt;a href="http://mspaintadventures.com/?s=6&amp;amp;p=005357" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;she lets her surprise get the best of her&lt;/a&gt; -- and subsequently ends up killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nocturnal -- on Alternia, the trolls home planet, the sun is extremely harsh and tends to blind and eventually kill anyone unfortunate enough to be trapped in it. Trolls are a nocturnal race, and Nepeta is used to the constant darkness of night. Normal daylight and flashlights wouldn't incapacitate her, but she wouldn't be able to see any better than your average human at night -- and she'd get one hell of a headache in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Nepeta_Leijon" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Deviance one&lt;/a&gt;, so her history is all identical to the ==Biography== partition on this. Nothing is actually known about her past, prior to the start of the game and thus the start of the comic; it's implied she and Equius have been moirails for the majority of their life, but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon Point:&lt;/b&gt; After Vriska's death; Nepeta's been in the dream-bubbles for a few hours by this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reality Description:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;Nepeta is currently dead! On the living side of things, all of the trolls still alive are stuck in the Veil, a massive asteroid filled with tunnels. There's computer monitors that have various programs on them and allow internet connection to Earth's world wide web and presumably Alternia's too. There's also living quarters for each of the trolls and random piles of shit associated with each &lt;i&gt;everywhere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not really relevant to Nepeta, though. As a ghost, she's stuck in the Farthest Ring, a space outside of any universe. From there, she's capable of entering and exiting any available dream-bubbles. Dream-bubbles are created when a person dies, and this bubble is filled with their memories, where they're capable of manipulating events in it to a certain extent. It's as big and as detailed as they want it to be. Dream bubbles can be actively controlled by anyone in them, if they know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nepeta's dream bubble consists of two main locales:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alternia!&lt;/b&gt; It's a huge planet where the sun will kill you and so will everything else. Nepeta's particular corner is out on the edges of the mountains, with both a forest and a plain within three hours walk. There's not actually a ton of information about it in canon,  weirdly enough, but we can knock up some head-canon if the need arises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Land Of Little Cubes And Tea:&lt;/b&gt; This is essentially a huge desert made of sugar. Massive, sugary plateaus and pillars topped with tea cups decorate the horizon, and it's pretty much always blazingly hot. The sky is an unchanging shade of yellow, with relatively few clouds in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not find &lt;b&gt;the Veil&lt;/b&gt; (described above!) in her dream-bubble except for rare occasions where she 1) gets flustered / upset and loses control over it, or 2) someone changes it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream bubbles can be left at any point, but traversing them can be difficult. Any of her dead cast members can have their dream bubbles entered, but pretty much every character has died in one doomed timeline or another and every doomed timeline generates dream-bubbles, so just ask if you want to know about any other specific one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>&amp;gt; ♌ insert playlist of dubious quality</title>
    <published>2011-06-06T18:17:28Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-13T04:12:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ☠ Bon Jovi: Have A Nice Day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #000056"&gt;AA: i d0nt actually kn0w her st0ry 0r h0w she g0t here but f0r me this was the end 0f the r0ad&lt;br /&gt;AA: this is the afterlife &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,&lt;br /&gt;That gets me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna do what I don't want to,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life.&lt;br /&gt;Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;When the world gets in my face,&lt;br /&gt;I say have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ☠ Nickelback: Rockstar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;FAC: :33 &amp;lt; :'CC&lt;br /&gt;FAC: :33 &amp;lt; feferi was sl33ping too, and now she will not wake up!&lt;br /&gt;FAC: :33 &amp;lt; i am very purrturbed by this&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clubs I'll never get in&lt;br /&gt;It's like the bottom of the nineth&lt;br /&gt;And I'm never gonna win&lt;br /&gt;This life just hasn't turned out&lt;br /&gt;Quite the way I want it to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Freezepop: Harebrained Schemes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;You consult your SHIPPING WALL. Clearly some changes are in order. You must admit you didn't see this one coming, even with your remarkable matchmaking acumen.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy I know is really swell&lt;br /&gt;The kind of boy who'd treat her well&lt;br /&gt;I hope he's free on friday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it would turn out alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nosy, I'm just concerned&lt;br /&gt;People are hurting, they've all been burned&lt;br /&gt;Being alone is no way to be&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry at all, just leave it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Say Hi To Your Mom: These Fangs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;You prowl the wilderness for GREAT BEASTS, and stalk them and take them down with nothing but your SHARP CLAWS AND TEETH!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like you to see me this way&lt;br /&gt;Most days these fangs&lt;br /&gt;are inside someone&lt;br /&gt;so you cant see them when,&lt;br /&gt;when I smile at you&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t mind if you want to hide your fangs too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Venus Hum - Do You Want To Fight Me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;You are always wearing your CLAW GLOVES. You never know when you might encounter some unsuspecting prey. Or when some prey might encounter an unsuspecting you!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're throwing out your punches at the rate of snow&lt;br /&gt;If you break and have some you can let it flow&lt;br /&gt;You're eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar&lt;br /&gt;Your a bit combustible don't break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Say Hi To Your Mom: Blah Blah Blah&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; *she thinks that goblin wishes n33d to come true too just like any other kind of purrsons wishes* &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the birds are pretty&lt;br /&gt;and you sleep eight hours a night.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fog, out of the city,&lt;br /&gt;and still you stake it all.&lt;br /&gt;And trains stop for you and so do the boys,&lt;br /&gt;when you run your fingers through your hair.&lt;br /&gt;But resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Barenaked Ladies: Drawing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;You like to engage in FRIENDLY ROLE PLAYING, but not the DANGEROUS KIND. Never the DANGEROUS KIND.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a purple hippopotamus riding on a bike&lt;br /&gt;I can see it, I can see it&lt;br /&gt;There's a spaceship over my house at night&lt;br /&gt;I just know it, I just know it&lt;br /&gt;With my imagination I can see it&lt;br /&gt;With my pencil crayons I can draw it&lt;br /&gt;On a piece of paper I can show it to you&lt;br /&gt;I can show it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ Washington: How to Tame Lions&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; but still im kind of scared of him and i think purrhaps its best to just run it by him first so there isnt a kerfuffle about it or anything&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you tame a lion?&lt;br /&gt;It was a savvy answer.&lt;br /&gt;The repartee and argument.&lt;br /&gt;You are like a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;You can take the east side&lt;br /&gt;and I will take the west.&lt;br /&gt;(You know, I liked it better&lt;br /&gt;before all of the scars on your chest.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ The Cutie Pies: I Like To Pretend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;POUNCE DE LEON is the best kitty cat. You and she go on adventures together in search of the FOUNTAIN OF CUTE. You ride your sure-pawed mount into the rugged frontier. And sometimes she rides you when she gets tired, which is frequently.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met you were ten feet tall&lt;br /&gt;It was dark, you lit up the wall&lt;br /&gt;And watched as you had adventures&lt;br /&gt;Drinking soda while you were in danger&lt;br /&gt;I like to pretend you and I are friends&lt;br /&gt;Spending two hours together like we're birds of a feather&lt;br /&gt;I like to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I like to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I like to pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♌ The Aristocats: Everyone Wants To Be A Cat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;:33 &amp;lt; *your sp33ch precedes itself with the face of your lusus who is pawssibly the cutest and purrhaps the bestest kitty you have ever s33n!* &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be a cat,&lt;br /&gt;because a cat's the only cat&lt;br /&gt;who knows where it's at.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat,&lt;br /&gt;'cause everything else is obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;gt; ♥ Cute Is What We Aim For: Color Me Cliche&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;:33 &amp;lt; *her dragonyyydy suitor will make neither rhyme nor reason of her purrplexing behavior for even an instant!*&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;I've got birds in my ears&lt;br /&gt;and a devil on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;and a phone to the other,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't get a hold of her.&lt;br /&gt;and what's a crush to do?&lt;br /&gt;what's a crush to do when he can't get through?&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♥ Avril Lavigne: I Want To Be Your Girlfriend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;Oh no!!! No one must ever see. NO ONE MUST EVER S3333333333333!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come over here and tell me what I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, make your girlfriend disappear&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you say her name ever again&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;gt; ♦ Florence + The Machine | Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; dont you know you cant ACTUALLY tell me what to do?? &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look around, but I can't find you&lt;br /&gt;If only I could see your face&lt;br /&gt;instead of rushing towards the skyline&lt;br /&gt;i wish that I could just be brave&lt;br /&gt;i must become a lionhearted girl&lt;br /&gt;Ready for a fight&lt;br /&gt;Before I make the final sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♦ Chairlift: Bruises&lt;/font&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #000056"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT: D --&amp;gt; I do not hoove claws&lt;br /&gt;CT: D --&amp;gt; I mean have claws&lt;br /&gt;CT: D --&amp;gt; Not everyone has been as lucky as I in the domain of moirallegiance&lt;br /&gt;CT: D --&amp;gt; I udder to think what I might be without you, Nepeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; oh! thats so sw33t equius, you know i will always be ready to tacklepounce you when you start getting especially furrious :33&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruising knees&lt;br /&gt;But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like....&lt;br /&gt;All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruising knees,&lt;br /&gt;Hot July ain't good to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm pink and black and blue for you.&lt;br /&gt;I got bruises on my knees for you&lt;br /&gt;And grass stains on my knees for you&lt;br /&gt;Got holes in my new jeans for you&lt;br /&gt;Got pink and black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♦ My Chemical Romance: Hang 'em High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; everyone knows youre a weirdo and a cr33p!&lt;br /&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; thats why youre lucky to have me to k33p an eye on you&lt;br /&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; no one else can stand you!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait until it fades to black&lt;br /&gt;Ride into the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Would I lie to you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got something to say&lt;br /&gt;Grab your six-gun from your back&lt;br /&gt;Throttle the ignition&lt;br /&gt;Would I die for you?&lt;br /&gt;Well here's your answer in spades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♦ Silver Lining: Hurts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;AC: :33 &amp;lt; *but oh look! ct p33ks around the corner to find that a very playful kitty has stolen the robot wrench and is now kicking it vigorously with her hind legs!*&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't let you drown, when the water's pulling you in&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting.&lt;br /&gt;The rain's going to follow you wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;The clouds go black and the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;And I see lightning, and I see lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♦ Lights: Lions&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;CAC: :33 &amp;lt; *the especially impurrtant pouncellor looks really serious and thoughtful as she scoots her chair out from under the official courty looking table and begins to pace around thoughtfurry* &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be steady on your feet&lt;br /&gt;No matter the trouble you meet&lt;br /&gt;Lions make you brave&lt;br /&gt;Giants give you faith&lt;br /&gt;Death is a charade&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to feel safe to feel unafraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4.5"&gt;&amp;gt; ♠ Florence + The Machine | Howl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-type: Courier; color: #416600"&gt;Nepeta: Pounce.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night&lt;br /&gt;may still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright&lt;br /&gt;if you could only see the beast you've made of me&lt;br /&gt;i held it in but now it seems you've set it running free&lt;br /&gt;the saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound&lt;br /&gt;i hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid2-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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