Bird

One Flew Over - Well, you know the rest.

You skipped #7, by the way. (I forgot when I wrote my CS)

@SevenStormStyle

Hahahahha look at the female characters paying attention and the males not... #battleofthesexes :P

@ningal700

lol dude I tots forgot that.
Haha, it made my OCD sensors go off, but I still forgot.

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Infernum Academy for the Mystical And Strange

Just gotta come up with something for history...

Oliver

"I didn't do it, I swear.”

Name:
Oliver “Teddy” Quinn

Age:
Six

Gender:
Male

Height|Weight:
3'10” | 49lbs

Race:
Neko

Bad Habit(s):
Teddy has the ability to alter gravity. If he is scared or sad, himself and objects around him become lighter. If he is angry it has the opposite effect and everything becomes heavy. Normally when he is in a pleasant mood he is able to control the effect slightly. Very slightly.

Petals:
Three

Repercussions:
Anytime his ability is used, Teddy become incredibly tired. Most of the time, he can be found curled up in a warm spot in the corner, happily sleeping the day away. It adds to his cat-like features.

Family:
Teddy has two older sisters that attend the school.

History:

Other:
Got his nickname from his appearance and cuddly personality.

Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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What does spam think of the status box?

I think it's cool. It makes the user profiles more lively and personalized, and sparks OOC chat

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One Flew Over - Well, you know the rest.

Arrow flinched slightly when he felt a hand on his shoulder. However, the gesture wasn't at all hostile, and Arrow didn't feel threatened by it. It struck him that that was the first time someone from that awful place had touched him without the intent to prick him with a needle or something else along those lines. He looked back up, a slightly puzzled expression on his tear-streaked face. The man still had a stony expression, but the fire seemed to have settled down a little in those icy-blue eyes. Arrow took a brief moment to admire this person, who, in a place that stripped them of their human rights and treated them instead like some science experiment, could still carry himself with such confidence. Meanwhile, Arrow sat on the floor sniveling like a baby.

”He'll hurt you.” It was barely audible through the hodgepodge of mumbling inside his head, but one single voice broke through and hissed the threat. It sounded far more real then the others and sent a chill down the boy's spine. His eyes darted around quickly, checking that he and the man were still alone in the hallway.

When the man offered his hand, Arrow took a few seconds to process the meaning of the gesture. He hesitated, wiping his face in his elbow. The voices argued in his head as he reached out and took the man's hand, debating whether or not it was a good idea.