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Corsair]
rock paper scissors? interesting, well written....but wierd. a different planet, only animal races that are too different to interact. lobsters stay in water, lizards can't go in water....kinda hard for em to fight.
Username:[
tazz]
bad spelling and grammer, and not a very good plot.
Username:[
Viperess]
Plot:Living on the edge of the forest can at times make life very interesting. Today happened to be one more so than most. I was out weeding the garden while Floppy ran around looking for his friends to play with. Suddenly he came flying against my legs trembling with fear. Scooping him up from the ground I brought him up eye to eye with me. “What is it Flops?” “Fire! There is a fire on the other side of the forest and some of my friends are trapped, we gotta help them.” I race for the house where I threw on my boots, grabbed some gloves, a bandana for my face and some gunny sacs. As I headed out the door I grabbed my phone calling the Giffie Pound alerting them that there was a forest fire, which meant a very likely chance that new homeless pets, would be arriving as they were found. Floppy and I sprinted across the yard into the woods to go battle the fire.
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Sabrina Catherine]
not too bad but not enough details like what what the pets powers?
Username:[FireGypsy]
Plot: As Sasha was going on her monthly walk deep into the woods of Maine, she came upon the same old fork in the trail two days into her walk. She decided to be adventurous and take the left trail this time. As she walked further she noticed that she could no longer hear the creatures of the forrest. And soon after, she began to find bone fragments scattered about. After arriving at a strange burrow in the ground where the bones seemed to lead, She saw a white rabbit knawing on a dead animal not far from the burrow. She got frightened but the rabbit assured her with his mind that everything would be alright. He told her that his name was Chronos and that he was the Grim Reaper of this forrest. He informed her that all woods had some sort of animal in it which was bestowed powers and given the task of getting rid of the corpses of dead or dying animals. He said "In order to bring new life into the world, the dead must be decomposed and their souls sent to Purgatory where their new lifes will be chosen, which is what I do." He then told her, "I am very old, and it is my duty when I get old to choose a suitable creature to take my place, and you are the first Human I have ever seen. I will give you my powers. I will still live, but I will be mortal." Before Sasha could deny this rite, Chronos bestowed her with all his Magik. She asked "I dont have to eat anything do I?". "Of course not!" He said as he laughed, "All creatures decompose the corpses in their own unique way. You just need to find yours" He said with a smile. "I will stay with you and guide you untill my time is due." So with her newfound powers and her new friend, they set off together to train.
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The Harliquin Romantic]
Plot: one day there was girl named kokura who loved animals saw a little hurt gree tree frog lying in a path.Kokura lived in the most magical and beautiful forest in all the land. The water was so crisp and clear in you looked in to it you would see a reflection so vivid it was as if you were looking in to a mirror. Surrounded by trees she loved to climb. Climb to the very tallest tree to the very tip and just sit there at the break of dawn and see all the land in it truest and most beautiful form.So serine and quiet. Her home was the most beautiful and idiel place for any person to live. it was almost as if it were a dream.one day as she was walking throught the forest she found a little frog. It was mall. about the size of her hand. it was a vibrant lime green and had a touch of red of it head. At first she had thought that the little frog had passed on but wouldnt give up on it . She felt bad for the little tree frog and in her heart desided to take it in to her home and care for it. When she got it to her home she was able to examine it better. By what she could see it had broken its left leg. she splinted his leg and cared for him every day all day. when the little frog came to his senses and woke up about five days later he sat up and looked at her and said i thank you for your help. my name is wee and i am the protector of the all the frogs in this forest you saved my life and im and foreer indebted to you. you have gained a very thankful and grascious friend. The small little frog nodded his head twords the window jumped up and out .Kokura followed wee to a very big and old tree. he jumped into a hole in the tree and when kokura looked inside she saw the most beautiful and prescious jem she had ever seen wee said " for your help i will let you have it . This jem has the powers to let you heal any living creature that you may come into contact with that you wish to heal. and as quickly as he had come into her life left and as Kokura watched him leap off in to the horizon she knew she had made a new friend
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Steph-O-Melon]
Plot: I run flat out into the woods. Ignoring the braches trying to slash at my wrists. I have to make it, I'm his last chance. I fall forward over a low lying vine, bloodying my knees and palms. Barely do I notice, pain is no longer a factor. If I lose him, we'll both die. I'm one of the last left who know the truth. What giffie-pets really are, but tonight the secret could be lost forever. Thought of as mere play things for show people signed up for giffie-pets. Unknowing of the life bond between them. That the 'pets' they were getting were really P.E.T.S.-
Physical
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Soul. An actual irreversable forging of the soul into a physical form. If one dies, the other with it. Thats why I must find Chikin before it's too late. It's dusk now and light is fleeting, and I can see dark droplets of blood scattered across the dirt trail. I push the images flooding my mind away, and drive through the underbrush. Then I see it ahead, a clearing. Everything lays out before me like a cheap horror movie. Chikin's there but it's all wrong he's not safe. I can see the white blood stained fur of a Killer Bunny crouched over his body sucking the blood from his veigns, as he struggles to get away, his movements slowly getting weaker. A literal walking Grim Reaper of the giffie-pets. I hurtle a fallen log gasping at the stich at my side. It doesn't matter tho, nothing matters, only Chikin. I kick wide hooking him under the jaw, ripping his fangs from the ferret's soft flesh. I'd die for him in a second, and this is not the end. I have to reaveal the truth and both of our lives may be the cost...
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Mister Awesome]
Plot:Once upon a time, in the magical land of the Siberian Dwarf Hamsters (Siberia), there lived a pair of Siberian Dwarf Hamsters named печенье(Cookies) and молоко(Milk). Cookies and Milk were living happily, passing the days listening to old Beatles and Led Zeppelin LPs, eating Siberian Dwarf Celery and pimento cheese, sleeping, and occasionally going to Siberian Dwarf Village to fellowship with other Siberian Dwarf Hamsters. Time was passing slowly and dreamily for Cookies and Milk, when, one day, Milk decided that she wanted to go on an adventure. Cookies agreed that an adventure was a great idea, although he didn't know where to find one. Milk said that they should go to Siberian Dwarf City and see if anyone knew where an adventure was. Cookies approved of the idea, and they set off for Siberian Dwarf City in their Siberian Dwarf 240SX with lots of classic rock CDs in the console. After the 3-hour drive, they finally pulled into Siberian Dwarf City at a sleazy little motel on the outskirts. A large neon sign proclaimed "Siberian Dwarf Luxury Motel and Suites" under a huge neon portrait of Elvis. Cookies and Milk spent the night, and awoke the next day to begin seeking their adventure. As they drove through downtown, they noticed several large posters advertising "The Grand Funk Siberian Dwarf Circus". Milk thought that this would be a good place to start, and convinced Cookies to check it out. As they approached the fairgrounds, a large multicolored tent began to come into view. Cookies parked the car, got out, and began to walk towards the tent. Milk followed, and they entered the tent paw-in-paw. After paying an admission price of 2.75 Siberian Dwarf Kopecks each, they entered the main auditorium. The first thing they noticed was the absolutely humongous crowd. The second was the absolutely gigantic circusmaster, standing beside the third thing, an absolutely mind-bogglingl
y hugely gigantically enormous Siberian Dwarf Nuclear-Powered Hamster Cannon. They were just about to walk up the bleachers to their seat when they heard the circusmaster say in a deafening tone: "ANY VOLUNTEERS?!?!?!?" They waited, expecting a huge upwelling of hamsters heading for the bottom, but no one so much as twitched. Cookies grabbed Milk by the paw and began running towards the floor. Milk whispered violently: "Cookies! What are you doing?" "Trying to find our adventure!" He whispered back, right as they stepped out into the center of the auditorium. The circusmaster looked at them boredly, but Cookies thought he detected a hint of malicious humor in his eyes. He began to wonder what he had just gotten himself and his mate into... But before he had time to reconsider, the circusmaster snatched them up and chunked them into the cannon. Cookies started trying to scamper out, but stopped, remembering just how big that circusmaster really was. Through the walls of the cannon, they could just barely hear the guttural roar of the crowd counting down. "3... 2... 1... взлет!!!!!!" Right as the crowd screamed "взлет", the cannon fired, and Cookies and Milk the Siberian Dwarf Hamsters flew through a hole in the ceiling, through the cold Siberian air, over the Pacific, over Alaska, over Canada, over the Great Plains, over the Midwest, over Tennessee, over North Carolina, and right into my life. I was sitting at my computer when suddenly, the window behind me shattered in an explosion of glass and Venetian blinds, and two Siberian Dwarf hamsters flew past my head and straight into the computer screen. I had just clicked "Home" and the hamsters were somehow sucked in right between my crappy toggery card and my crappy description. I tried to rescue them, but it was too late. The page had finished loading, and the bar at the bottom proudly proclaimed "Done". I tried refreshing, but they were still stuck there. No matter what I did, I couldn't free them from their gray and blue prison. Dejected, I decided that someday, somehow, I would write a story in memory of their brave sacrifice, and maybe get them a friend, too. Now I can do both.
Username: [Girls can surf too] Not in the form of a plot
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