Post by Aron Feix on Jul 14, 2012 6:15:17 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 480px; background: #221713, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 100px 0px 0px 20px][style=width: 72px; height: 119px; background: #b34f2a; margin: -100px 0px -20px 210px] [/style][style=font: 20px Arial Narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; color: b34f2a]DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S WORTH FIGHTING FOR?[/style][style=font: 12px Arial Narrow; color: b48678; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -7px]WHEN IT'S NOT WORTH DYING FOR? DOES IT TAKE YOUR BREATH AWAY AND YOU FEEL YOURSELF[/style][style=font: 60px Arial Narrow; letter-spacing: -4px; color: b34f2a; margin: -15px 0px 0px -3px]SUFFOCATING?[/style] |
[atrb=style, padding-left: 109px][style=border-left: 4px solid #b34f2a; padding: 10px 0px 10px 10px; margin: -14px 10px 0px 0px; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left][style=font: 9px Tahoma; color: b48678; width: 280px;][/style]TAGGED : asdf WORD COUNT : 323 NOTES : CREDITS : Template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=color: b34f2a; width: 250px; font: 11px Tahoma; padding: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; border-left: 4px solid #b34f2a; float: left; clear: left] A foot crushed a dried leaf on the ground. The sound was like a crunch, like someone eating a piece of chips. Aron Feix heard his own foot. He kind of enjoyed the sound. He remembered when he was little, in Autumn, he would always go outside and crush all the fallen leaves. Old memories were fun to recall but were also a dreaded misery. Aron's tepig was standing on the ground, blowing steam out of it's nose. Aron knew that Knox-his tepig- didn't like it here. The only reason why Aron came here was that this was where he needed to start from. He had just got his Knox and he couldn't just start from any town. Aron already had plans in his head. Aron began to smell the ocean. He was excited to go to Tulip Village because of all the rumors he heard. The sun was setting low behind the trees and Aron knew that he wasn't supposed to be out at night because of the curfew. "What am I thinking?" He said to Knox although he knew that Knox couldn't understand a word he was saying. "I don't care about any curfew. Besides there's still some time left. I could hide behind the trees to see what they do at night." A childish idea it was but to Aron it seemed to be the only thing he could say to himself to not be afraid. After taking a few steps, Aron saw a large tree and on top of that large tree was a very small tree house. Aron knew that the tree house was actually the lab. "The Professor is a genius, isn't he Knox?" The pokemon nodded. Aron thought for a split second that he must have understood him but then returned to reality. He kept on looking at the tree house for sometime and then rested under it. He was waiting for something. What that he didn't know himself. [/style] |
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