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You might have noticed that your silver paws amount now links to the SP Shop. By Friday it should be fully functional and all contests will be awarded with SP. To celebrate the coming of the SP Shop, I'm giving away an LBP. LBPs are re-usable LBCs that allow you to breed two pets of the same species every month.
To enter this contest, please post about two pets that are mated (either both yours, or one is yours and one is a friend's) and how they met!
This will end on Wednesday at midnight.
Posted by Jack
(#1) on Tue Jan 12, 2010 11:21am
- ℱairy♥ℬribey
(#69)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
Fairy (9269) was born the prettier and snarkier of two girls. Ashe (696, bob&7's) had met her through Light (9270), Fairy's sister. Ashe introduced herself by complimenting Fairy, claiming her the more beautiful of the two girls. Fairy, unabashed, delightfully told Ashe to keep it a secret. Since then their hidden relationship has developed into a silly lust-driven tongues tug of war. Seriously, they're keesing fiends. They make gorjussz babies, too, like Sparkle and Orion (40006 & 40007). They're a force of lavender-turquoise and notoriously divine in their humping techniques.
- McG
(#841)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
Three parts. PG13 love story ftw? 8D
[1] So Chevy (#24513) is a college jock. A popular guy with plenty of friends among his teammates and other guys, several female hangers-on-slash-admirers. He's a good guy, essentially, if a bit brash and cocky, which comes from his position on the team and the sense of self-entitlement which accompanies that. Taj (#50705), on the other hand, is a smooth-talking drama major with a fluid sexuality, a nimble mind and a certain sense of shamelessness. Nobody can be sure how these two ended up going home together one night, except probably for Taj who no doubt engineered the scheme but denies it. It certainly wasn't Chevy's idea, at least, not so long as he was sober; but he wasn't, so who knows? Anyway the morning after was not so much romantic as it was threatening on Chevy's part and sort of quietly smug on Taj's. But mostly, you know, awkward.
- McG
(#841)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
[2] And so Chevy fled. There sure was no denying a certain chemistry that had sprung up, though, and it made Taj curious. Not that he should be a role model for anyone, but it only took some determined stalking, some patience, and a thick skin before he could remind his target of this chemistry. Somehow that's how Chevy and Taj became a couple, of sorts. That's where they really started, anyway, because the more secret time they spent together, the more they couldn't really help learning about each other, but more importantly, the more they cared enough to want to learn about each other. So that's how it turned into a relationship and by God it wasn't easy, what with Taj not used to the whole commitment/serious relationship thing and Chevy being, you know, "not queer, for Pete's sake".
- McG
(#841)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
[3] But all those ups-and-downs, all those arguments and the fights and yelling and temporary break-ups and the pressure and secrecy of the whole thing, must have been good for their relationship 'cuz they reckon they're in it for the long haul. And heck, Chevy even agreed to do away with the secrecy thing for good. Sure all this could probably be more romantic, but in its own unconventional way it's love, and they reckon they're good.
- Pesh
(#166)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
The wonderful pair of McG's Mishka(To-Be-Female) and my Lodon(Male). The story is told from Lodon's point of view, and is based off of the story of how they met!
- Pesh
(#166)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
The town was bustling, and from every direction Lodon could hear the sounds of construction sites and demolition crews working to build a bigger, brighter and more metallic future. New York was far different from his home village in Cancun, but its development was more or less the same. Take land from the Earth and it's people and turn it into condos and high rises. It had been a long time since he had last seen that island, and an even longer time since he had seen an undeveloped town. Everywhere he turned buildings stood, blocking out the sun that used to tan his skin. This was the last place he expected refuge from the hurricane that had killed his parents, and living here was like living in a prison. Lodon only wanted the ocean, the marvelous taste of salt in the air, the "Aa Aa" of the seagulls and the feel of the sand as is formed to the soles of your feet. No, nothing compared to the sea, and only the sea made his anger at the world melt like snow. Like snow in Texas.
- Pesh
(#166)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(2)Today's construction was too much for the young orphan, and rage filled him with every step he took through the crowd. He reached his car, a Jeep he had fixed up to the point where it now moved, though it still looked like a hoodless hunk of junk, and slid into the drivers seat. He needed the ocean, and the ocean he would have. He put his pedal on the gas and drove East towards the coastline. He arrived at the beach and parked his Jeep in the sand, so excited to see the coast he didn't bother to open the door, he just jumped over it and rushed into the water, clothes and all. He swam and soaked and rolled in the water, savoring every moment and letting it wash away his frustration with development, with the cards life had dealt him. Here, in this ocean, everything was okay.
- Pesh
(#166)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(3)When the sun began to set, he had to leave the water as swimming was not permitted after sunset. He walked backwards out of the water, admiring the colours the sun cast over the ocean, HIS ocean, when he fell over a young lady walking straight behind him. "Hey!" she shouted from the ground, "get off of me! Your soaking wet!". Lodon groaned, most ladies loved him until they learned of his temper, but this particular lady hated him from the moment she laid eyes on him. What luck. He picked himself off of her and tried to shake the sand from his wet clothes to no avail. "You know, you should really watch where your going, not everyone is as pleased with life as your are, and not many are excited about being sat upon by a wet stranger." she said with malice.
- Pesh
(#166)
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Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(4)Lodon felt rage build up inside of him, heat pulsed through his veins and he felt his anger swelling. Who was this girl to tell him about the miseries of life?! Had she been orphaned as a child, had her home taken from her? Had she known the feeling of wanting something so bad, but being trapped in a place where shiny buildings surrounded you, not the sounds of waves lapping against the shore? Did she know the feeling? No, she didn't. Lodon turned to her and snapped "Well, if your so depressed what's your problem?! Nothing you could have a problem with could EVER compare to my problems!". He raised his fist, something he always did when this feeling overcame him, everything was red and black spots splayed across the seen of the dying sunset. Fear crossed her face for a split second, and Lodon felt the spark of anger go out like a candle.
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
After paying her black handgun Sai (#94) for her beautiful customs, Pummykins (#24828) and Blueberry (#24830) were made, got hitched, and made one hell of a whore baby named Gen1 (#34744) and the FIRST Custom Custom Hybrid on site and thus lived happily every after. True story no lie.