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Ⓐ Ⓑ Ⓒ Ⓓ Ⓔ Ⓕ Ⓖ Ⓗ Ⓘ Ⓙ Ⓚ Ⓛ Ⓜ Ⓝ Ⓞ Ⓟ Ⓠ Ⓡ Ⓢ Ⓣ Ⓤ Ⓥ Ⓦ Ⓧ Ⓨ Ⓩ

ⓐ ⓑ ⓒ ⓓ ⓔ ⓕ ⓖ ⓗ ⓘ ⓙ ⓚ ⓛ ⓜ ⓝ ⓞ ⓟ ⓠ ⓡ ⓢ ⓣ ⓤ ⓥ ⓦ ⓧ ⓨ ⓩ

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Ƀ β Ѣ • Ђ Ъ Ь ъ ь Ϧ ɓ ʙ ϐ ѣ б в Ҍ ҍ
Ȼ ʗ Ͻ Ͼ Ͽ Ϲ Ѽ Ҁ Ҫ • ɔ ȼ ς ϲ ѽ ҁ ҫ
ɖ ɗ ȡ ʠ δ
Ȅ Ȇ Ӗ Ɇ Ѐ Ȩ Ȝ Έ Ё Ε Ξ Σ ξ Є Э Ӭ З Ѯ Ҿ Ҽ Ӛ Ә Ӟ Ҙ ә • ə ε έ з є э е ϵ ϶ ȅ ɘ ȇ ɇ ȩ ѐ ё ѯ ҿ ҽ ӛ ӟ ҙ ӗ ӭ
Ϝ Ғ Ӻ • ϝ ɟ ʄ ӻ ғ
Ѡ Ѿ • ɠ ɡ ʛ ɢ ɞ ʚ ɕ
Ȟ Ή Η Ң Ҥ Һ Ӈ Ӊ Ҕ ᾘ ᾙ ᾚ ᾛ ᾜ ᾝ ᾞ ᾟ • ʜ ɦ ћ ʮ ʯ ɧ ȟ ɥ ђ Ћ н ӈ ӊ ң ҕ ҥ
Ȉ Ȋ Ί Ϊ Ῐ Ῑ Ὶ Ί • ȉ ɨ ɩ ɪ ȋ ϊ ΐ ῐ ῑ ῒ ΐ ῖ ῗ
Ɉ Ј • ɉ ȷ ʝ ϳ
Ќ Қ Ҟ Ҝ Ҟ Ӄ • ʞ ɮ κ ќ қ ҝ ҟ ҡ ӄ
Ƚ ζ • ʟ ɫ ɬ ʅ ɭ ȴ ʃ ʄ ʆ
Ϻ Ӎ • ɯ ɰ ɱ ϻ ӎ
Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й • ȵ ɲ ɳ ɴ ή π η и й ѝ л ҋ ӣ ӥ ᾐ ᾑ ᾒ ᾓ ᾔ ᾕ ᾖ ᾗ ὴ ή ὴ ή
Ȍ Ӧ Ȏ Ȭ Ȫ Ȯ Ȱ ʘ Ό θ Ѻ ϴ Ӫ Θ Ѳ Ю ф Ὸ Ό • ȫ ȭ ȍ ȏ ȯ ȱ ɵ ɸ σ ϕ ό Φ ѻ ѳ ӧ ӫ
Ρ Ҏ Ῥ • ρ ϼ Ϸ ϸ φ ҏ ῤ ῥ
Ɋ Ϙ • ϙ ɋ Ϥ ϥ ϱ
Ȑ Ȓ Ɍ Я Г Ѓ Ӷ Ґ • я ɹ ɺ ɻ ɼ ɽ ɾ ɿ ȑ ȓ ɍ ʀ ʁ г ѓ ґ ӷ
Ș Ϩ ϩ Ϛ • ϛ ɛ ɜ ɝ ʂ ȿ ș
Ț Ⱦ Ҭ • τ Ϯ ϯ ȶ ʇ ʈ ț т ҭ
Ȕ Ʉ Ȗ Ώ Ω ц • ȕ ȗ ʮ ʯ ʉ ʊ υ μ ϑ ϋ ύ ΰ
Ʌ Ѵ Ѷ • ɣ ʋ ʌ ѵ ѷ ῠ ῡ ῢ ΰ ῦ ῧ
Ϣ Ш Щ • ϣ ш щ ѿ ѡ ʍ ώ ψ Ψ ω ϖ ᾠ ᾡ ᾢ ᾣ ᾤ ᾥ ᾦ ᾧ ῲ ῳ ῴ ῶ ῷ ὼ ώ
Ϫ Ж Җ χ Ӽ Ҳ Ӿ Ӂ Ӝ • ж ϰ ϗ ӽ ӿ ҳ ӂ ӝ җ
Ȳ Ɏ ϒ ϓ ϔ Ύ Ϋ Υ Ў У ц Ѱ Ӱ Ӯ Ӳ Ӵ Ҷ Ҹ Ӌ Ῠ Ῡ Ὺ Ύ • Ч џ ў ү ұ ɣ ɏ ȳ ʎ ʏ ɤ Ϟ λ ϫ ӯ ӱ ӳ ӵ ҷ ҹ ӌ
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Ȣ ȣ ȸ ȹ ʣ ʤ ʥ ʦ ʧ ʨ ʩ ɶ ы ʪ ʫ Ӹ ӹ
љ њ Ѹ ѹ Ѫ Ѭ Ѥ ѥ ѧ Ѩ ѩ ѫ ѭ ѱ
҈ ҉
҈ ҉
ʬ ʭ ɚ ɷ ҂ ҃ ҄ ҅ ҆
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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R
S T U V W X Y Z


a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r
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① ② ③ ④ ⑤ ⑥ ⑦ ⑧ ⑨ ⑩ ⑪ ⑫ ⑬ ⑭ ⑮ ⑯ ⑰ ⑱ ⑲ ⑳

⑴ ⑵ ⑶ ⑷ ⑸ ⑹ ⑺ ⑻ ⑼ ⑽ ⑾ ⑿ ⒀ ⒁ ⒂ ⒃ ⒄ ⒅ ⒆ ⒇

⒈ ⒉ ⒊ ⒋ ⒌ ⒍ ⒎ ⒏ ⒐ ⒑ ⒒ ⒓ ⒔ ⒕ ⒖ ⒗ ⒘ ⒙ ⒚ ⒛

❶ ❷ ❸ ❹ ❺ ❻ ❼ ❽ ❾ ❿ ⓫ ⓬ ⓭ ⓮ ⓯ ⓰ ⓱ ⓲ ⓳ ⓴

⓵ ⓶ ⓷ ⓸ ⓹ ⓺ ⓻ ⓼ ⓽ ⓾

Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Ⅵ Ⅶ Ⅷ Ⅸ Ⅹ Ⅺ Ⅻ Ⅼ Ⅽ Ⅾ Ⅿ

ⅰ ⅱ ⅲ ⅳ ⅴ ⅵ ⅶ ⅷ ⅸ ⅹ ⅺ ⅻ ⅼ ⅽ ⅾ ⅿ

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← → ↑ ↓ ↔ ↕ ↖ ↗ ↘ ↙ ↚ ↛ ↜ ↝ ↞ ↟
↠ ↡ ↢ ↣ ↤ ↥ ↦ ↧ ↨ ↩ ↪ ↫ ↬ ↭ ↮ ↯ ↰ ↱ ↲ ↳ ↴ ↵ ↶ ↷ ↸ ↹ ↺ ↻ ↼ ↽ ↾ ↿
⇀ ⇁ ⇂ ⇃ ⇄ ⇅ ⇆ ⇇ ⇈ ⇉ ⇊ ⇋ ⇌ ⇍ ⇎ ⇏ ⇐ ⇑ ⇒ ⇓ ⇔ ⇕ ⇖ ⇗ ⇘ ⇙ ⇚ ⇛ ⇜ ⇝ ⇞ ⇟
⇠ ⇡ ⇢ ⇣ ⇤ ⇥ ⇦ ⇧ ⇨ ⇩ ⇪

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℀ ℁ ℂ ℃ ℄ ℅ ℆ ℇ ℈ ℉ ℊ ℋ ℌ ℍ ℎ ℏ ℐ ℑ ℒ ℓ ℔ ℕ № ℗ ℘ ℙ ℚ ℛ ℜ ℝ ℞ ℟
℠ ℡ ™ ℣ ℤ ℥ Ω ℧ ℨ ℩ K Å ℬ ℭ ℮ ℯ ℰ ℱ Ⅎ ℳ ℴ ℵ ℶ ℷ ℸ ℻ ⅍ ⅎ ⅓ ⅔ ⅕ ⅖ ⅗ ⅘ ⅙ ⅚ ⅛ ⅜ ⅝ ⅞ ⅟

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㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏
㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢
㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰


☽☾✗✘✓ ✔ ☐ ☑ ☒ ✕ ✖✚✪✣✤✥
✱ ✲ ✳ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ✽ ✼ ✻ ✺ ✹
✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ ✴ ❄ ❅ ❆ ❇ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ❖
☀ ☂ ☁ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧
❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ➸ ♨ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ☮ ☯
♋ ☡ ☢ ☣ ☤ ☥ ☦ ☧ ☨ ☩ ☪ ☫ ☬ ☭
♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ۞
♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☼ ❣
♲ ♳ ♴ ♵ ♶ ♷ ♸ ♹ ♺ ♻ ♼ ♽♯♩♪♫♬♭
☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☚ ☛ ☜ ☝ ☞ ☟
☿ ♀ ♁ ♂ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ ♈ ♉ ♊ ♌ ♍
△ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ ❤❥♎ ♏ ✐✌
๑ # @ & * ¥ ☸ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽☾
♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎
◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏ ✍✡

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ಠ_ಠ ◕ ◡ ◕ °__° ಥ__ಥ
(-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀<●) >_<
⊙▂⊙ ⊙o⊙ ⊙︿⊙  ⊙ω⊙ ⊙△⊙  ⊙▽⊙
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)

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┄ ┅ ┆ ┇ ┈ ┉ ┊ ┋ ⋮ ⋯ ⋰ ⋱
─ ━ │ ┃┌ ┐ ┍ ┑ ┎ ┒ ┏ ┓ └ ┘ ┕ ┙ ┖ ┚ ┗ ┛
┞ ┟ ┢ ┡ ┦ ┧ ┩ ┪
┣ ┫┝ ┥┠ ┨├ ┤
┬ ┭ ┮ ┯ ┰ ┱ ┲ ┳ ┴ ┵ ┶ ┷ ┸ ┹ ┺ ┻ ┼ ┽ ┾ ┿
╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈ ╉ ╊ ╋ ╌ ╍ ╎ ╏
═ ║ ╒ ╓ ╔ ╕ ╖ ╗ ╘ ╙ ╚ ╛ ╜ ╝ ╞ ╟
╠ ╡ ╢ ╣ ╤ ╥ ╦ ╧ ╨ ╩ ╪ ╫ ╬
╭ ╮ ╯ ╰ ╱ ╲ ╳ ╴ ╵ ╶ ╷ ╸ ╹ ╺ ╻
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⊀ ⊁ ⊂ ⊃ ⊄ ⊅ ⊆ ⊇ ⊈ ⊉ ⊊ ⊋ ⊏ ⊐ ⊑ ⊒
⊕ ⊖ ⊗ ⊘ ⊙ ⊚ ⊛ ⊜ ⊝ ⊞ ⊟
⊠ ⊡ ⊢ ⊣ ⊤ ⊥ ⊦ ⊧ ⊨ ⊩ ⊪ ⊫ ⊬ ⊭ ⊮ ⊯
⊰ ⊱ ⊲ ⊳ ⊴ ⊵ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ ⊹ ⊺ ⊻ ⊼ ⊽ ⊾ ⊿
⋀ ⋁ ⋂ ⋃ ⋄ ⋅ ⋆ ⋇ ⋈ ⋉ ⋊ ⋋ ⋌ ⋍
⋎ ⋏ ⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⋔ ⋖ ⋗ ⋘ ⋙ ⋚ ⋛ ⋜ ⋝ ⋞ ⋟
⋠ ⋡ ⋢ ⋣ ⋤ ⋥ ⋦ ⋧ ⋨ ⋩ ⋪ ⋫ ⋬ ⋭

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❛❜❝❞【】〖〗►◄﹃﹄『』◢ ◣◥ ◤
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—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—
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▬ ▭ ▮ ▯ ▰ ▱ ▲ △ ▴ ▵ ▶ ▷ ▸ ▹ ► ▻ ▼ ▽ ▾ ▿
◀ ◁ ◂ ◃ ◄ ◅ ◆ ◇ ◈ ◉ ◊
○ ◌ ◍ ◎ ● ◐ ◑ ◒ ◓ ◔ ◕
◖ ◗ ◘ ◙ ◚ ◛ ◜ ◝ ◞ ◟
◠ ◡ ◢ ◣ ◤ ◥ ◦ ◧ ◨ ◩ ◪ ◫ ◬ ◭ ◮ ◯

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¡ † ‡ ↔ ↑ ↓ •«» ¤₯ ƒ ₴ ₥ ₦ № ₧ ₰ £ ៛ ₨ ₪ ৳ ₮ ₩ ¥

– — … ° ≈ ≠ ≤ ≥ ± − × ÷ ← → · §

๑☺ ☻ ☼♣ ♥ ♦·۰•●○●ஐﻬ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ▬♦ ◊ ◦♫ ♪ ღˇ √ « » ™ ♂♀ ©№® ◦º°×°º◦ ´¯`·»ºØ´ ׺°”˜`”°º×»- ஆ ௰ Þ ௫

๑•ิ.•ั๑ ๑۩۞۩๑ ✿.。.: ☂☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ εїз℡❣·۰•●○●

ゃōゃ ♡๑۩ﺴ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏♡ ⊙◎ ☺ ☻✖╄ஐﻬ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █▌ ▐░ ▒ ▬♦ ◊ ◦ ☼ ♠♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ の ☆ → あ ぃ £ ❤ 。◕‿◕。

# @ & * ¥☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎ ◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏

︻ ︼ ︽ ︾ 〈 〉 ︿ ﹀ ∩ ∪ ﹁ ﹂ ﹃ ﹄﹝ ﹞ < > ≦ ≧ ﹤ ﹥ 「 」 ︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺〔 〕 【 】 《 》 ( ) { } ﹙ ﹚ 『 』 ﹛ ﹜╳ + - ﹢ × ÷ = ≠ ≒ ∞ ˇ ± √ ⊥ ∠ ∟ ⊿ ㏒

▶ ▷ ◀ ◁ ☀ ☁ ☂ ☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙ ✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ 〠 〄 ㍿ ♝ ♞

♯♩♪♫♬♭♮ ☎ ☏ ☪ ♈ ♨ ºº ₪ ¤ 큐 « » ™ ♂✿ ♥ の ↑ ↓ ← → ↖ ↗ ↙ ↘ ㊣ ◎ ○ ● ⊕ ⊙ ○  △ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ § ¥ 〒 ¢ £ ※ ♀ ♂ © ® ⁂ ℡ ↂ░ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▧

✐✌✍✡✓✔✕✖ ♂ ♀ ♥ ♡ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏ ⊙ ◎ ☺ ☻ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ♥ ♡ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █ ▌ ▐ ░ ▒ ▬ ♦ ◊ ◘ ◙ ◦ ☼ ♠ ♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ✄☪☣☢☠

㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰

✗✘✚✪✣✤✥✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ✱✲✳❃❂❁❀✿✾✽✼✻✺✹✸✷ ✶✵✴❄❅❆❇❈❉❊❋❖☀☂☁【】┱ ┲ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ☣ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ➸ ✓ ✔ ✕ ✖ *.:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:

【】〖〗@﹕﹗/ " _ < > `,·。≈{}~ ~() _ -『』√ $ @ * & # ※ 々∞Ψ ∪∩∈∏ の ℡ ぁ §∮〝〞ミ灬ξ№∑⌒ξζω*ㄨ ≮≯ +-×÷﹢﹣±/=∫∮∝ ∞ ∧∨ ∑ ∏ ∥∠ ≌ ∽ ≦ ≧ ≒﹤﹥じ☆

■♀『』◆◣◥▲Ψ ※◤ ◥ →№←㊣∑⌒〖〗@ξζω□∮〓※∴ぷ▂▃▅▆█ ∏【】△√ ∩¤々♀♂∞①ㄨ≡↘↙▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █┗┛╰☆╮ ≠ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅┢┦aΡpy .......♧♧ ☜♥☞.︻︼─一 ▄︻┻┳═一

﹏◢ ◣ ◥ ◤ ▽ ▧ ▨ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ▓ ▒ ░ Café № @ ㊣ ™ ℡ 凸 の ๑۞๑ ๑۩ﺴ ﺴ۩๑ o(‧'''‧)o ❆ べò⊹⊱⋛⋋ ⋌⋚⊰⊹ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ べ ☀ ☼ ☜ ☞ ⊙® ◈ ♦ ◊ ◦ ◇ ◆ εїз

☆·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.¤ ~♡のⓛⓞⓥⓔ♡~☃⊹⊱⋛⋌⋚⊰⊹✗/(*w*) ≡[。。]≡※◦º°×°º◦εїз´¯`·»。。♀♡╭☆╯ºØØºøº¤ø,¸¸,ºº¤øøºﷲﷲ°º¤ø,¸¸,

げこごさざしじすぜそぞただちぢっつづてでとどなにぬねのはば ♪♫╭♥ ๑•ิ.•ัﻬஐ ✎ぱひびぴふぶぷへべぺほぼぽまみむめも

❃❂❁❀✿✾✽✼✻✺✹✸✷ ✶✵✴❄❅❆❇❈❉❊❋❖❤❥❦❧ ☀ o O #♡ ┽┊﹎.εїз︷✿‧:﹎。❤‧:❉:‧ .。.:*・❀●•♪.。‧:❉:‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:*.:。✿*゚’゚・✿.。✎*εїз

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xxxxxxxxxx████x█████████████xxx██████████████████x██ KEEP GIVING ME HOPE FOR A BETTER DAY
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxkeep giving me love to find
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA WAY
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"
                                          "OH, HOW CAN I GO ON?"

                                  XXNothing's going right
                                  xxxxxxxxxthe shadows took the light
                          I JUST NEED SOMEONE TO SAY, "EVERYTHING'S OKAY"

                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHeaven knows I need a little hope for a BETTER DAY
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI gave my hope to you
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWELL, NOW I NEED IT BACK
                                  oh, how do I go on? xxx████████x███x
                                  xxxxxxxsometimes I need a little sunshine
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsometimes I need you
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxHOW DO I GO ON?

                                  xxxI see now everything's okay


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          This was such a good sleep. Such a wonderful, good, deep sleep. So good, in fact, he never wanted to wake up again. It was dreamless, yes, but that didn't make it any less wonderful and any less restful. He had gone to bed a bit late the night before, having stayed up to finish a project that was due the day after they were scheduled to get back so he had decided to finish it beforehand. Suddenly, a loud shriek tore through his wonderful sleep.

          With a low groan, the half smacked his hand around his bedside table until he found the source of the screech; his alarm clock. He turned it off, then rolled over onto his side, stuffed his face back into his pillow and went right back to that wonderful sleep. He didn't want to get up. No way. Thoughts of hot springs, and fun vacation time didn't even occur to him as he slept on, completely oblivious. Not even the idea of an upset Yueoki or girls could wake him up. However, about an hour later, he was once again jarred from his sleep by a low buzz. He opened his eyes groggily, moving the pillow and staring up at the ceiling blankly before groaning, stretching out his arms above his head before reaching over to the bedside table once again and flipping open his phone. He rubbed his eyes for a minutes, trying to make sense of the words.

          Then he froze as it all came back to him. The hot springs trip!!!! He sprung up, fumbling with the covers, feeling his face pale when he saw that it was almost nine in the morning; two hours AFTER he was supposed to wake up!! And Yeuoki was ON HIS WAY, and Hayate hadn't even packed!!!! He stumbled out of bed, rushing to the shower, getting his toothbrush and toothpaste on the way, planning on killing two birds with one stone. After both brushing his teeth and getting himself clean, he quickly dried off, hair still dripping, putting on some jeans, a white t-shirt, and a blue hoodie, he dug his suitcase out of the closet, throwing whatever clothes he thought he needed into it, making sure to include his toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush. He didn't even know WHAT he was putting into the suitcase other than those three things because all he knew he was supposed to be packed YESTERDAY and he had to go!!!

          Hayate dashed through the house with his suitcase in tow, hopping on each foot as he tried to put on his sneakers while rushing to the door and finally stumbles outside, seeing Yueoki's car already there... and for who knows how long. He swallowed, staring at it sheepishly before rubbing the back of his neck, approaching the vehicle, then bends down and waves to Yeuoki apologetically, mouthing, "H-Hey..."

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            " Soujirou 'Genghis' Rikimaru "
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xxxxxxxxxx ❝Looks like this one’s another loser.❞


        Soujirou Rikimaru
        Twenty-three
        6'3
        189 lbs.
        Bisexual
        Rising Road
        Special A
        Blaze XXI




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      xxxxxxxxxx ❝Pretty arrogant for a low-class piece of sh-t.❞



            Genghis is very loyal and trustworthy, and won't leave his riends, family, and teammates out to dry no matter what.
            Despite his wild nature, Genghis is mature beyond his years. He can keep his head in tense situations, and he is willing to do sacrifice himself for the good of others.
            He is very quiet and reserved when he is 'Soujirou', when, in fact, he is very wacky and fun-loving, wanting nothing but to be free and have a good time.
            Genghis doesn't quite know who he is yet. He already leads two lives, and he knows that he stays truer to himself when he's riding his A.T.'s, but he still finds that he hasn't quite figured himself out yet.
            He relies on himself. Although he does communicate with his team and others, he keep his problems on his own shoulders and is unwilling to talk about himself or anything that pertains to his family or his 'mask' outside oh A.T'ing. He can also be unpredictable and wild when he is not 'Soujirou'.



                        Books
                        The thought of reaching the sky
                        Spicy food

                        Gaudy idiots
                        Being tied down and told how to live and who to be
                        The colour orange.




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xxxxxxxxxx ❝Keep your panties on sweetheart..❞




║❋║ Soujirou was born into a rather high-class family as the youngest of three sons. When he was just eight years old, he ran away because of a large disagreement between him and his father. That was also the first time he saw Air Treks.
║❋║ He saved up his allowance, and bought a pair without his parents' knowledge, knowing they wouldn't approve of him doing 'dangerous activities'. At first he was absolutely terrible, even breaking his leg (using the 'I fell out of a tree' excuse) and even his arms because of bad falls and now even has scars from his ventures. But oh, how he loved his A.T's and practiced all the more.
║❋║ As he grew older, he grew into a new side of himself that he had never known before. He was wild instead of reserved, rambunctious instead of quiet... Air Treks gave him a chance to live for the first time. And so, he was 'Soujirou' to his parents and his so-called 'friends', and he became known for his skating. Soujirou started a team called Blaze XXI, and soon became know for taking teams down, having a no-loss streak and taking teams down one by one. It was only then he started to become known as the 'Genghis Kahn' of the A.T. world, or just Genghis for short.
║❋║ Soujirou earned the Thunder Regalia when he was nineteen years old, and has only gotten strong since.





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                                      THUNDER royalty
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                              xx▬▬xx DO WE EVEN KNOW WHO WE ARE ?

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name:
Arthur Mirai
age:
Twenty-three
gender:
Male
guild:
Blue Pegasus
rank:
B - Rank
magic type:
Holder-Type
insignia location:
Side of his left shoulder
friends:
Blue Pegasus; Select Fairy Tail Members
parents:
Bob (adopted)
team:
Solo
appearance:
Black hair, blue eyes, fair skin, weak physic.User Image
biography:
Born to two non-mages, Arthur's parents had no idea the potential of their young, wonderful son. However, they would never get to see that potential, because they died when he was at the young age of three. He didn't know them very well, but was upset when the doctors told him that they were sleeping and he wasn't going to be able to see them anymore. But Arthur was a very lucky boy. His parents just happened to be friends with the master of Blue Pegasus, Bob, and he was willing to take Arthur under his wing and raise him as a son. Of course, he made to let him know that he wasn't his real father, and constantly told him stories of his real parents.
When he was nine years old, Bob realized that Arthur had magical potential as a Holder Type mage when the young boy came to the guild waving around a silver key shouting something about a cross-man suddenly appearing when he picked it up off the ground. Since then, he has been training with Master Bob, and has collect three golden keys and still has Horolugium.

personality:
Quiet at times, and other times can be quite loud. He isn't very strong, but he can hold his own in a fight when it's one against one and his opponent is a weak-willed girl.... but even then, he's very likely to lose. He takes after his 'father', and can be kind and a bit of flirt (especially towards the guys), and he really likes acting coy. His specialty is his smarts and his strategy, not naive in the least and willing to lead people into thinking they are in control when, in reality, he holds all the right cards. He also has a very bad habit of hanging around the Fairy Tail gang. In fact, he spends almost more time with Fairy Tail than his own guild. In fact, if Bob wasn't his adoptive father, he probably would have joined Fairy Tail. But that doesn't mean he doesn't love his guild or the people in it. He would do everything for Blue Pegasus, and wouldn't betray them for anything. Not even for a chance to join Fairy Tail.
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xxxxxxxxxx████x█████████████xxx██████████████████x██ I WAS HEARING NOTHING BECAUSE MY EARS WERE BLOCKED
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI noticed that I had actually been
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBREATHING
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH

                                  XXI checked the sound
                                  xxxxxxxxxof my heartbeat
                          I OPENED MY BLINDED EYES AND SAW MY UGLY FIGURE

                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI see now why it never harmonized with ANYONE'S EYES
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI collected the broken pieces
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAND I FACED YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME
                                  I still cry xxx████████x███x
                                  xxxxxxxfar and beyond
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI don't need anyone
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxI AM STRONG

                                  xxxI see now why I was alone


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        Think I feel bored to death
        xxxxxxxxAnd I'm talking to myself
        xxxRollin' in - somewhere outside of the Blue Pegasus guild hall
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                He was bored.

                He was SO bored. There was absolutely nothing to do. At all. Blue Pegasus could be so uneventful is was almost sad. Everyone was out doing missions, so there was no one to make a temporary team with him. It was so, so irritating, and he was sure he was going to die from boredom. He would rot right there. In the middle of the guild. Alone. And no one would care. Not even Bob. Not one single soul. In fact, the young man was sure his corpse would have to be smelling and rotten before anyone noticed he had moved. Maggots would be nesting in his eye sockets and flies would be buzzing around. Wouldn't that be pleasant for guild moral?

                Man, I have to get out before I really do die of monotony, he thought with a sigh, running a hand through his black tresses. There isn't even anyone here, so why am I sitting on my a** waiting? Forget this... The young man stood up, stretching his thin arm over his head, closing his ice-blue eyes and letting out a yawn. His muscles all loose, he huffed a little, waving goodbye to the bartender and moved to leave only to see a few small requests on the board. He stopped, backed up, and stared. One was S-Class, and one was B-Class. He was B-Class. Maybe this was what he needed to quell his infinite boredom. And maybe he could recruit someone from Fairy Tail to come join him and then they could share the reward.

                But, then again, it seemed too hard, and it would be annoying to sort out the two different guild problem anyway. Maybe another time.

                And who was this bored, somewhat odd young man? He was the adoptive son of Bob, taken in when he was three years old when his parents both died in an accident. His name was Arthur, supposedly named after his also deceased grandfather. As told by Bob, he took after his father the most. He had his eyes, his ears, his hair.... but he had his mom's nose. Not that Arthur really had seen them, because, to him, Bob was his 'father', and he was very happy that way. Bob was a very good man, and one that was worthy to follow; Arthur was extremely proud to call him family.

                He waved goodbye once again to the bartender before finally opening the door and exiting the guild hall. The day was nice... almost too nice. Arthur frown, sticking his hands in his pockets and looking up to the sky. "Something doesn't seem right...," he mumbled, looking back down. He was getting a bad feeling, and there was no hiding the negative feeling in the air.

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Name:
Quinn Redfox
Age:
Sixteen, almost seventeen
Gender:
Male
Guild:
Fairy Tail
Rank:
A-Rank
Magic Type:
Iron Dragon Slayer magic - strong
Slight Rune magic - weak

Insignia Location:
On top of his left wrist
Friends:
Fairy Tail; the idiot from Blue Pegasus
Parents:
Gajeel and Levy Redfox
Team:
Steel Fire
Biography:
Quinn was the eldest of the Gajeel and Levy tribe. His life was relatively easy, despite his father practically beating Dragon Slayer magic into him, but that was actually kinda fun. He was very close with both of his parents, training with his father at times, reading with his motherother times, and sometimes they all went out together. And things got even more fun when his younger sibling arrived, and he promised himself that he wouldn't let any harm come to them. Sure, they can really be a nuisance and they get one his nerves all the time, but he loved them the same.
He joined Fairy Tail at a very young age, wanting to out-do his father and because a better dragon slayer than both him and Natsu, and especially that dumb Nail. He spent as much time fighting with Nail as he did training.
Quinn met Turqe by accident when he was seven years old. He was playing hide, seek, and destroy with the Dragneel twins and had hidden in an alley behind a crate. However, he stepped on a tail and heard a loud shout/. When he turned around he saw a black cat with turquoise earring and a matching necklace and sword hilt. And he was wearing clothes. It took a moment for him to realize he was an Exceed, just like Panther Lily and Happy and Carla. But he was obviously not one of the many children of the happy Exceed couple, so it likely meant he came from Edolas. He sat down and spoke with the unusual Exceed; as it turned out, he had come from the alternate reality to this one, in search of adventure and exploration because that world just wasn't suited for him and he had gotten lost. Quinn then asked if he could use a partner and, after some begging and heavy reluctance on the Exceed's, Turqe's, part, he agreed and promised to be his partner and that they would work together as a team. And since, despite Turqe's constant threats to leave and never come back, he's stayed by Quinn's side.
Quinn is also a member of his father's band; He plays the Bass guitar.

Personality:
Confident, cocky, and a moron. Those are the words that describe Quinn Redfox the best. Sure, he's got some of his mom's smarts when it comes to books and such but anything other than literature is out of his league. He gets his arrogant attitude and hot temper from his equally hot-tempered father, and is quick to pick a fight with anyone who's willing to give him the time of day. His favourite brawling partner and the person he has declared his rival is Nail Dragneel, son of Natsu and Lisanna. That, AND he was in the running to be an S-Class mage. So was Quinn. Although he wasn't always the smartest guy, his battle strategy and raw strength extremely useful. He's not one to run straight into a battle head-on, always sizing up his opponent and making sure he's taking on what he can... although he will fight who he can't if the situation calls for it.
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Name:
Turqe
Age:
15
Gender:
Male
Guild:
Fairy Tail
Rank:
C-Rank
Magic Type:
Aera
Requip, swords only.

Insignia Location:
On the back of his paw, roughly the same spot as Quinn.
Friends:
Quinn, and that's it.
Parents:
Two Exceeds back on Edolas
Team:
Steel Fire
Biography:
Turqe was hatched on Edolas to two court Exceeds. He was always very serious, but that was balanced out by his curiosity and his natural desire to explore. So, after he was old enough, he convinced his parents to let him travel to Fiore. After a month, he met a young boy by the name of Quinn, and he himself was convinced to become his partner. Since then (although he has regretted his decision quite a few times), he's stuck by Quinn's side. He was actually a pretty interesting guy.
Personality:
Turqe is most like Panther Lily out of all the Exceeds in Fiore. He is very serious, and doesn't have much of a sense of humor. However, he is naturally curious and is into the idea of adventure. There's nothing better to him than being immersed in a completely new and different culture, and nothing like seeing places he can barely even imagine.
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                                            xxxx LOOKING FOR ━ (⇣HEAVEN) FOUND THE DEVIL IN ME
                                            xxxxxxxxxx AYRIAN xSENx MORRO
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                                            xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx v.oice ( kenji koiso 00:58 ) xxxxxxx t.heme xxxxxxx p.alette


                                                      REGRETS xx CO.LLECT LIKE OLD FRIENDS
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                                                      ii : ██ . the guardian
                                                      ii : ██ . Morro
                                                      ii : ██ . twenty-three
                                                      ii : ██ . male
                                                      ii : ██ . al bhed
                                                      ii : ██ . bisexual
                                                      ii : ██ . 170 lbs | 5'10

                                                      ii : ██ . Samurai
                                                      xxxxxxxxxxxxx sparkler x fireworks x no fear x clean slate x dismissal x mirror of equity


                                                          morro was born in the sanubia sands, but thankfully, his family left before sin completely destroyed
                                                          their home. instead, his family settled in outer kilika, far enough away from the village to be left alone,
                                                          but close enough where they could still buy any supplies they needed, even if they were shunned
                                                          and charged a much higher price than the usual villagers if not turned away completely. They lived
                                                          a quiet life for al bhed, but, after a terrible machina accident, morro was left parentless. he blamed
                                                          the machina and the al bhed themselves, angry and upset and hurt. Not only were his parents killed,
                                                          morro would forever carry a scar that would remind him of their folly and help him remember that the
                                                          al bhed practices are dangerous. so, morro dyed his hair, began dressing different, and moved
                                                          to luca, a city where a new face was the normality. he began living his life as a normal human, hiding
                                                          his al bhed nature. after hearing of sin's destruction of kilika, he decided that he would become a summoner.
                                                          however, when he applied to be trained for the position, he was shot down by the priests because of his
                                                          unmistakable green, al bhed eyes. instead, he chose to become a guardian.


                                            xxxxxxxxx iiiii QUIET x VENGEFUL x ANGRY x TRAIT4 x RESILIENT

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❝ Hey. Hey. Yeah, you over there. I heard what you said. Now come over here and
say it to my face and I'll show you exactly what this 'hot-a** girl' can do. ❞


Name: Kaoru Mitsuya

Nickname: Tohoko, after her hometown

Age: Sixteen

Birthday: o7, August

Gender: Femme Fatale

Fighting Style(s): x Wing Chun, and just flat-out brawling.

Sound like: Michiko (Michiko to Hatchin o3:40)

Theme Song: Black Sheep - Gin Wigmore x

Personality: Strong-willed and foul-mouthed, don't let her pretty appearance fool you into thinking she's a silly, clumsy, little whiny-baby. She knows who she is, what she looks like, and isn't afraid to flaunt it. She goes her own way, unwilling to take on a road or path that's been worn from travel; Tohoko is off the beaten path. She prefers music that isn't usually listened to, she's not afraid to get her hands dirty and could care less if a nail or two is broken. Tohoko is extremely honest, very smart, and extremely athletic, not to mention competitive. She absolutely HATES to lose. Sometimes she can be very sweet, and other times she can be mean. She is sassy, spunky, and very, very tough.

And it doesn't matter if Tohoko does or doesn't like someone; No matter what, they're going to get hurt. If she likes you, then she'll tackle you in hugs and, not knowing her own strength, practically squeeze you to death. If she doesn't like you, you're very likely to get a swift kick to the face if you irritate her.

However, she is a kind person at heart, and usually tries to do the right thing whenever she can, despite her rather quick temper and her bad habit of never backing down from a challenge, as well as her OTHER habit of threatening any guy who bad-mouths her or refers to her in 'vulgar' terms. She doesn't appreciate being ogled, and she lets people know.

My Story: Kaoru Mitsuya was born in Tokyo, in the big city. Her father was a big-shot businessman, on the road to success and was climber higher and faster with every step. Her mother wasn't as such, planning on being a stay at home mother to raise her family and raise it right. They were a new, happy family. However, there was a terrible accident. Her mother was in a car accident when Kaoru was three years old. She died the following night.

Months later, after refusing and refusing, her father finally agreed to have a change of air and move to the countryside, all the way to Kaoru, to live with his late wife's father near the lake. He quit his job, instead getting one as a banker in the nearest town, letting his father-in-law watch Kaoru while he was away. And oh, did Kaoru love him. She loved his mustache, his beard, the way his face wrinkled when he smiled, and she loved the lake house. Yes, she did love her dear, dear father but, as time went on, she saw less of her father, and more of her grandfather. She didn't know why. Maybe she looked too much like her mother that he couldn't bear the sight of her. Kaoru never got the chance to ask because one day, when she was seven, he left and never came back. His back was the last thing she saw of him and that she remembered. But she didn't care. She didn't care because she had her grandfather. He had even given her a nickname, saying that she reminded him of their town, on their side of Honshu. He said she was strong, like her mother, and beautiful, like the world she lived in; like the lake in front of the lake house. He called her 'Tohoko', after their region of 'Tohoku'. It was her special nickname, and she always insisted to everyone she met that she was to be called Tohoku, not Kaoru, because that's what her real father named her.

Despite losing one parent to a car accident and abandoned by another, she didn't feel sorry for herself. In fact, she was of the happiest little children at her small-town school. She had no problems getting along with anyone up until the 2nd grade. Some boy was picking a small girl that was really sensitive, and looked like she was foreign. She stood up to the boys, only to get teased herself, and tried to bite and hit them in retaliation. That day, she came home with scratches, bruises, and a detention. And that was on her first day of school. When her grandfather saw the sight, he wasn't all that surprised because he had gotten the call from the principal, but he asked to hear her side of what happened. When Tohoko explained, he said that he would teach her how to fight so she won't ever lose again. But he made her promise only to use this for the right reasons, not to just beat up any old person. And so she promised, and the next day she began learning Wing Chun.

And she excelled in Wing Chun. She wasn't just good, she was amazing. Tohoko took to the martial art like a fish to water; she was a black belt by the time she was fifteen, and kept getting better and kept getting faster. As promised, she never used Wing Chun unless she was dealing justice to people that bullied to her foreign (French), friend, Amelia, however, thanks to her training, she can win in an all-out fight, guns blazing, no kung-fu needed. Tohoko does Tai Chi in the early morning with her grandfather, goes to school during the day, and either swims, explores, plays video games, or trains during the evenings. That was her daily routine, and that's how it stayed for years.

That is, up until her last year of middle school. Tohoko's grandfather decided that she needed to see more of the world. He set her up with an apartment in the city, and would send her tuition every year, and also rent and food and spending money every month. She transferred to Fulton middle school, where she met a girl nearly as tan as the people back in Tohoku. They were in the same class, and she introduced herself as Suri. She seemed like a nice, tough girl. Tohoko liked her. They became fast friends and, even after finding out about her Yakuza heritage, she found that very fascinating. Okay, so she challenged her to ONE little fight, but it was a nice little tie, since she couldn't really use her kung fu. But, other than that, they got along pretty well. And besides, she got into plenty of fights anyway because of people trying to take advantage of her because, according to other people, she didn't 'know any better because she's a country girl and she's going to be dumb'. Boy, they were wrong. By the time the school year ended, she had earned the reputation of man-killer. She had become known for her skills as a martial artist, beating up almost every man that had the gall to challenge her (or call her dumb and/or attempt fondling).

When she and Suri graduated and moved on to the high school division, Suri told Tohoko that a friend of hers had joined a Hostess club and was wondering if Tohoko would be interested. Of course, craving the adventure and for the chance to make men swoon over something that's completely out of their league.

<3:
Swimming
The outdoors
The countryside
Her grandfather's lake house
Tai Chi
Wing Chun
Sweet food, especially pastries and sour candies
Video games
Winning video games
Getting into fights
Winning fights.
Clear, warm, cloudless summer days
Seafood
Fried fish
Exploring
Camping
Fishing
Catching things like lizards and frogs and crickets and caterpillars
Dogs, cats, and just about every animal in existence
Cake
Cake
Cake
Did I mention cake?
Looking great
Surprising people
Cute people
Butterscotch
Gingerbread cookies
Christmas
Summer
The beach
The open air
Her dog, Pickles
Watching game shows
Watching basketball and baseball
Guns
Big guns
Guns that go 'BOOM'
Music
Music
Awesome music

</3:
Perverts
Idiots
Dumb boys
Dumb girls
Dumb people
The dumb trait in general
Cinnamon candies
People that act and think they're bad and cool when they're clearly not
Dumb people
The city
The smell of gasoline
Losing a video game
Losing a fight
Losing
The colour white
Slugs
Slugs
Slugs
Watching a dumb tv show
Dumb people
Slugs
Square tables
Square people
Squares
Unoriginal people
Unoriginal pick-up lines
Unoriginal lines
Lines
Straight lines
Lines in general
Dumb people

Other: Not only does Tohoko attract men, but she also has a habit of attracting girls to the Hostess club. In fact, half of her total requests are from other girls in the school. However Tohoko herself is straight, but the girls don't need to know that.

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                                              Jake is a 17-year old junior in high school, but lives with his elder brother in an apartment in the heart of Century City because his relationship with his parents isn't all that great.
                                              His power is the power of electricity. Jake discovered it by accident when he was in elementary school and, ever since, it's been blowing up in his face, literally. He can control his power as easily as someone can control a hungry pack of lions while wearing a meat suit, which is basically impossible.
                                              Jake's lightning/electricity is tinted a deep red, so his superhero name is 'Elettrica Rosso', which is Italian for 'Red Electricity.
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xxxxxxxxxx████x█████████████xxx██████████████████x██ I WAS HEARING NOTHING BECAUSE MY EARS WERE BLOCKED
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI noticed that I had actually been
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBREATHING
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH
                                          I HAD ONLY BEEN HOLDING A BIG BREATH

                                  XXI checked the sound
                                  xxxxxxxxxof my heartbeat
                          I OPENED MY BLINDED EYES AND SAW MY UGLY FIGURE

                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI see now why it never harmonized with ANYONE'S EYES
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI collected the broken pieces
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAND I FACED YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME
                                  I still cry xxx████████x███x
                                  xxxxxxxfar and beyond
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI don't need anyone
                                  xxxxxxxxxxxI AM STRONG
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        Think I feel bored to death
        xxxxxxxxAnd I'm talking to myself
        xxxRollin' in - somewhere outside of the Blue Pegasus guild hall




                He was bored.

                He was SO bored. There was absolutely nothing to do. At all. Blue Pegasus could be so uneventful is was almost sad. Everyone was out doing missions, so there was no one to make a temporary team with him. It was so, so irritating, and he was sure he was going to die from boredom. He would rot right there. In the middle of the guild. Alone. And no one would care. Not even Bob. Not one single soul. In fact, the young man was sure his corpse would have to be smelling and rotten before anyone noticed he had moved. Maggots would be nesting in his eye sockets and flies would be buzzing around. Wouldn't that be pleasant for guild moral?

                Man, I have to get out before I really do die of monotony, he thought with a sigh, running a hand through his black tresses. There isn't even anyone here, so why am I sitting on my a** waiting? Forget this... The young man stood up, stretching his thin arm over his head, closing his ice-blue eyes and letting out a yawn. His muscles all loose, he huffed a little, waving goodbye to the bartender and moved to leave only to see a few small requests on the board. He stopped, backed up, and stared. One was S-Class, and one was B-Class. He was B-Class. Maybe this was what he needed to quell his infinite boredom. And maybe he could recruit someone from Fairy Tail to come join him and then they could share the reward.

                But, then again, it seemed too hard, and it would be annoying to sort out the two different guild problem anyway. Maybe another time.

                And who was this bored, somewhat odd young man? He was the adoptive son of Bob, taken in when he was three years old when his parents both died in an accident. His name was Arthur, supposedly named after his also deceased grandfather. As told by Bob, he took after his father the most. He had his eyes, his ears, his hair.... but he had his mom's nose. Not that Arthur really had seen them, because, to him, Bob was his 'father', and he was very happy that way. Bob was a very good man, and one that was worthy to follow; Arthur was extremely proud to call him family.

                He waved goodbye once again to the bartender before finally opening the door and exiting the guild hall. The day was nice... almost too nice. Arthur frown, sticking his hands in his pockets and looking up to the sky. "Something doesn't seem right...," he mumbled, looking back down. He was getting a bad feeling, and there was no hiding the negative feeling in the air.

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                                          "Well, shoot, ain't you boys nice?"

                                          Two of the young men looked up, while the third kept on trembling. His shirt was in the clutches of the largest boy, who was a good 6 foot, 7-inch giant with short, messy jet-black hair and his uniform loosely tucking under his belt. The boy who's shirt he was clutching was obviously a first-year and was some sort of nerd with over-sized glasses, freckles, unkempt red hair and short, short stature. The black-haired student's buddy wasn't all that interesting compared to the other two, as he was obviously just the sidekick.

                                          The young woman that had addressed them was rather tall for a girl, and her brown locks were in a ponytail high on her head with a red camellia flower hair-ornament. Her blue bag was slung over her shoulder and her hand was placed on her hip as her sharp blue eyes sized up her opponent. She was tan, thanks to spending much of her life outdoors despite the odd video game or two, and she had an extremely cocky smirk crossing her face. She wasn't stick-thin, her arms and legs toned with defined hips. People knew who she was, and people knew that she was not one to get mixed up with; her name was Kaoru. Kaorus Mitsuya. However, her friends and just about everyone else called her Tohoko. She had a reputation, even if it wasn't the best one, and she was darn proud of it.

                                          "Are you talking to me?," the black-haired male growled, shoving freckles against the wall.

                                          Tohoko huffed, shaking her head. "Course I am!! Don't know who else I'd be talkin' to, your friend don't look that intelligent and freckles ain't the one doing the shovin'. So, guess you are the man I'm talkin' to." She set her bag on the floor beside her, crossing her arms across her chest, narrowing her eyes in a challenge as the blackie fumed, his face reddening in anger as this woman mocked him. "Gee, now you're all lit up like a firelight on Christmas mornin'! Looks like I made you embarrassed~" He didn't seem to appreciate her snide comment, turning even redder as he snarled and cracked his knuckles, ready for a beat-down even if his opponent was a woman.

                                          "You think I'm going to just sit here and let you belittle me and pretend to play 'Little Miss Hero?," he said darkly, rolling back his sleeves. "If you do, you have another thing coming-"

                                          "Wait just a darn minute!!," she interrupted with another huff, pursing her lips. "You think I'm tryin' to help out little freckles? Daaaaaaaaaaaamn, you must be smokin' somethin'!! I've DONE my good deed of the day, I don't need to help no freckles!" By that time, 'freckles' and the 'side-kick' had recognized her and had taken their chance to turn tail and run for their safety and their lives while blackie scoffed, beckoning her over.

                                          "Whatever, b***h," he growled, "You have no IDEA who you're dealing with!! I don't care if you're super-girl or just playing this up, because I-" The poor guy was so busy monologuing that he missed Tohoko's movement, eyes widening when she grabbed a fistful of his shirt and shoved him against the wall. Blackie gasped, the wind knocked out of him and his mind blown by the strength of this girl.

                                          "What gives you the RIGHT to call me 'b***h', b***h?!," Tohoko shrieked, her eyes blazing with rage and her knuckles white from holding onto the student's shirt so hard. "I didn't do NOTHIN' to you, just wanted a friendly, good-mannered fight, and then YOU have the NERVE to cuss me out? HEEEEEEEEEEEEELL NO!!!" She paid no heed to the trembling of the now-white blackie, nor his pleas of forgiveness and mercy as she pounded in his nose. Ah.... now that was satisfying. She waved her hand a little, looking at some of the blood on her knuckles, then glared daggers right back to the unconscious boy. "Damn. He insulted me, and now I gotta take him to the nurse, don't I?" The young woman sighed heavily, her shoulders drooping. "Don't got no choice now...." She looked down to him for a moment, her eyes narrowing before Tohoko finally gave in and gave him a good kick to the stomach, shouting, "AND NOW YOU MADE ME LATE FOR CLASS, DAMN IT!!!!!"

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                                          Tohoko was scowling. And that was not a good sign. SHe was usually extremely cheerful, but she had NOT had a good day, not yet. So, after she had taken blackie to nurse's office, the nurse herself detained Tohoko so she was forced to talk with the principal, and that took quite some time because he talked so darn slow and didn't listen for her explaination of the fight OR why she was late!! It was OBVIOUSLY that guy's fault, so why did SHE have the detention!? It was so unfair and Tohoko was sure it was because the principal was biased towards the weak, unintelligent, and sniveling little brutes that crawled the hallways. But oh, how she HATED them all!! Sure, they knew how to fight, but so many of them barely knew how to use and apply what they've learned in a real fight and it was just sad and ridiculous how weak everyone really was. Good thing her club was the best, and always would be the best, at fighting AND getting the most customers.

                                          Take that, stupid Host Club.

                                          But anywho, the Japanese girl had been in the office SO long that it was lunchtime!! Thank goodness she had brought her own bento today. Maybe outside would be nice? No, it was hot and, well, she had promised to meet with the rest of the members in the cafeteria. Even though Tohoko really wanted to eat outside. Like, REALLY wanted to eat outside. But she wouldn't. Because she promised. Darn promises.

                                          With a sigh, she removed the bento from her bag, and made her way to the cafeteria. It seemed fairly empty, and it looked like no one has made an appearance yet. Not even Urki, whom she was SURE would have been here by now. Oh, if Tohoko wasn't part of the Hostess club, she would sit with him EVERY DAY. Now, HE was a cool guy. And cute. And strong. If Tohoko had a brother, she was sure that would be him. Besides, she still had to schedule their re-match. With a shake of her head, trying to settle herself down so she could concentrate on finding a seat. Which she did, in one of the chairs near the hallway so she could get out quicker and not miss any more class.

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