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Name: Peter Kirkland (Principality of Sealand) Gender: Male Continent: Europe Height: 4' 3" Age: 12 (appearance) Hair Color: Blonde Special Hair Feature: Is always covered in a hat, bandanna, etc... Eye Color: Blue Personality: Sealandish (hyper and overly humungous dreams), a "brat", reckless, and free. Family: Brothers-England, America, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales Friends: Latvia, America, Wy, Other Micro Nations, and "Iceland" Sexiness Meter (1-3): He broke the scale with his "metal mass" Favorite Food: Fish and Chips Fun Fact: For a "small profit" country he still gets wireless internet access. Surprising Fact: He's made of

"Aaand there we go.~ Good as new little one!" you say with zeal as you finish up the wrappings on a Vulpix's paw. The Pokemon mewled as he cuddled up to you in thanks. You giggled and ruffled the red hair atop it's head. "You're a natural, (Name)." You jumped at the sudden voice and whirled around to see the boss of the little clinic. She had a warm smile on her wrinkled face as she watched the Vulpix snuggle up to you. "A natural? At what?" She chuckled and wobbled herself over to you. She motioned to you and the Pokemon. "This. Taking care of Pokemon. Loving them. Whenever I find a stray out in the forest, no matter how feral they are,

WARNING: FLIPPYXFLAKY IF YOU DO NOT LIKE, THEN DO NOT READ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "They've been gone for awhile. Do you think everything's okay?" Flippy asked worriedly. "You worry too much, Flippy. I would think that a big tough guy like you wouldn't be as sensitive as you are." Cuddles said. "Are you sure about that?" Flippy said as he hit his fist against his open palm threateningly. Cuddles thought Flippy really was going to hit him until he saw the big smile on his face. "That's okay." Cuddles said smiling back and lowering Flippy's fist. "But maybe we should go check on them, just in case." Flippy said getting serious again.

"Linebeck?" My eyes widened slightly and I whirled around. There, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, was Link. But why was he up? And what about Ciela? Was she asleep? Or wait…did fairies even need to sleep? Or wait, why was I even worrying about a sparkly thing like her? That's right; I didn't need to care about a sparkly thing like her. Still didn't explain why Link was up. The boy needed his sleep with all the running around he was doing. So why don't I just tell him that? Yeah, I should! "Link?" My voice was softer than I had intended, "What are you doing up? A boy like you needs his sleep." He continued to move towards me though no

Megaman Zx Chronicles: Return of the Black Megaman File 12: Guts of Metal, Fists of Steel and a Heart of Gold “RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!!!” Xander roared as he charged at the hulking mass that was Silver Horn and lands a punch in his gut. Xander noticed that it didn’t even faze Silver Horn and he just stood there, glowering down at him. Xander sighed and said, “Did that hurt at ALL?” “…maybe a little bit.” Silver Horn mocked. “Let me show you how it’s done!” Sliver Horn reared back his mighty fist and swung, Xander dodged it easily. Silver Horn was indeed stronger and

you sit in your on your bed eating dinner and your on your computer (Watching vids on youtube/ reding fanfics on DeviantART) you then remember that game Sheri (yay im ur friend) gave you so you played the game through when it ended something was off. Later that night you thought yow something so you shrugged it off you got some leftover from dinner and when back to your room. Not to long after you saw a boy in all white, black hair (U know what he looks like so shut up) you stared in shock and notice the lack of limbs and being a troller you are you decided to troll him you said "HEY YOU" Silver stared at in confusion and said "What?" which y

I've been dead for a while now. Ten years, to be exact. It's great, being up in Heaven. But I kinda miss being back on Earth with all my friends. Sure, they've forgotten me by now, but I wish I could experience the things they've experienced. I may be in Heaven, but I can still see what goes on below. I remember the first time I spied on my friends from Heaven. It was about a year after I officially died, and I was bored of all the monotonous crap going on in the Overworld. It was obvious they'd already forgotten about me by then—they even replaced me! And with Butters, of all people. I mean, Butters isn't all that bad, but he's such a