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Cyber Paradise: An Original Story~! *Chapter Five Posted*

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« Reply #30 on: April 16, 2011, 08:13:45 am »

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« Reply #31 on: April 16, 2011, 10:25:27 am »

I can only do so much at once. I'm going to try and post the chapter up soon but currently I'm busy with stuff IRL.
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« Reply #32 on: May 12, 2011, 02:53:30 pm »

AN: OMG! New chappie is finally be posted ^^ It's for all you wonderful readers. I'm going to keep it short and simple today so you can just keep reading. Remember no flames allowed and constructive criticism is welcome! Enjoy!

*Chapter Two*


The warehouses weaved together, lines stretching as far as the docks. The moon loomed high above as Travis maneuvered through the streets, eyeing each number as he moved. Marty and the disappearance of the 300,000 people had something to do with that place and Warehouse 1312 was the first place Travis needed to look to find clues.

That is, if he could find Warehouse 1312…

The clever teen had pulled up a detailed map of the warehouses on his phone, trying desperately to locate this place while moving forward. However, there was no warehouse there above the number 1000. Travis’s heart began to sink at the thought of a dead end so early in his search, but he shook it off. The boy was determined to continue forward; if the police weren’t able to find a trail then it wouldn’t be that easy for him either. And even if it was going to be hard, he wasn’t going to give up; Travis was going to find Marty and bring him home.

The streets seemed to go on forever as the teen continued to walk, making it to the ends of the pier without any luck. A tear threatened to escape but Travis wiped it away, refusing to admit defeat.

“What am I missing here, Marty? What am I supposed to be looking for? Where is this Warehouse 1312?”

He continued to ponder as he looked out at the marina, the boats rising with the calming waves of the water. Travis could feel his tired eyes beginning to shut but he quickly shook away his tiredness, noticing something strange out at the marina.

A small boathouse rested just outside the marina, labeled ‘Doxie’s Paradise’. A strange name for a boathouse but what was even stranger was the boat inside there. A small fisherman’s boat sat within the waters of the house, it not rising at all with each wave that passed under its hull. Travis’s icy orbs widened as he took off towards the boathouse, maneuvering over the gates and stopping at its entrance.

He could make out the boat’s name in the moonlight and he gasped, racing inside to continue his pursuit. Warehouse 1312, he had found where his brother had run to that night.

“Ok, now to get to business, how would 300,000 people disappear from this one boat?” Travis mumbled to himself as he climbed up the platform and onto the boat’s deck, drawn in by how the boat did not move with the water. It remained stationary like the docks, causing the boy’s curiosity to grow. “This is strange…”

The drone of a tug boat reached Travis’s ears and he panicked, quickly diving himself out of sight and down into the cabin of the boat. Stumbling down the steps into the darkness, Travis managed to feel out a light switch. He flipped it on to find the only source of light was a single, dim light bulb hovering above in the middle of the single room down below the deck of the ship. There was no sign of anyone aboard the ship which was reassuring for him at that moment; he needed to have time to search for the clues and if no one was around, he would be safe to commence his thorough walkthrough.

Each step was carefully prepared, the boy managing as little noise as possible as he advanced. His auburn curls occasionally fell in the way of his blue eyes scanning every inch of the room; however there was little trouble for Travis in the end. The room was rather dull, furnished only with a small kitchen nook and a futon. There were flowered ornaments and decorations scattered throughout the room, an obvious feminine touch to the otherwise masculine atmosphere. Travis couldn’t find a single trace of a clue that would point him in the direction of his brother, though he kept his hopes high.

“If I give up, I would just be doing a disservice to my brother and my family,” Travis reminded himself as he noticed a door beside a shelf littered with dusty, leather-bound novels that were so worn that the boy couldn’t read what they were. “This place confuses me…it feels like no one’s been in here for months from the amount of dust in the air. But someone’s gotta be here…this place is definitely the Warehouse 1312 the flyer mentioned…it’s involved with the disappearances. What did the flyer say again?”

Travis reached for the piece of parchment crumpled up in his pocket, unraveling it to read the message once again. It seemed there was some sort of beta test for the ‘newest gaming experience’ that night in Warehouse 1312. But it was just a normal boat left alone in a marina, how in the world could it house a new gaming beta when I could barely fit more than a few people by the look of it.

“This flyer…I feel like I’m being duped,” Travis began to step back towards the stairwell when he noticed a large curtain over on one of the walls. A dark shade of maroon and completely out of place it seemed, Travis moved back and examined the curtain before ripping it open with a snatch of the threads. There was a door, resting and waiting for someone to enter it. “Now we’re getting somewhere…”

The boy reached for the silver handle and turned the knob, slowly pushing the door open to gaze into the darkened room on the other side. From the limited amount of light from the other room, Travis could make out the bare walls and dust-covered floors of the small room on the other side of the door. A strange latched door rested itself in the middle of the floor, a soft hum reverberating off its steel as Travis took a cautious step forward. This was definitely moving him in the right direction of Marty.

“Hang on Bro,” Travis whispered as he reached forward, gripping onto the gears of the door tightly and beginning to maneuver them into opening up the door. The door slowly budged as Travis groaned, putting all of his strength into twisted the gears. His knuckles were white as his grip tightened on them even more until the latch on the door finally rose and swung up to open up what laid down below. “Huh?”

Travis gawked down into the dark tunnel he had found himself at the top of, a trail of steps heading downward into the confines of whatever awaited in that darkness. His heartbeat began to race as he gripped tightly to his cell phone, using it as his only glimmer of light as he prepared to climb down into the tunnel.

“Here goes nothing,” Travis grumbled, maneuvering his body into the tunnel and descending down the steps carefully. His cell phone stayed bright and true as Travis continued downward, the tunnel never changing for nearly five minutes of climbing downwards. There was no doubt about it that the boat itself was no longer where Travis was located but somewhere deep down below the marina. “I guess this explains why the police weren’t able to find any clues as to where everyone could have gone. There’s this tunnel that has the front of a normal boat waiting in the marina. Pretty genius, I must admit. But why is all of this going on? Bro, what have you gotten yourself into?”

Travis could finally make out tile floor at the bottom of the tunnel and smiled triumphantly, sliding off the final step and landing safely on solid ground. The phone’s screen was only bright enough to light up the area directly around Travis, yet he could immediately tell that the area he was in resembled a large warehouse covered in dusty cement. The room itself seemed empty save for a few computers lining the outer perimeters of the room.

“Those can’t be the games they were aiming for beta testing,” Travis grumbled as he took a step towards one of the computers, pausing suddenly as someone on the floor caught his eye. A small lug nut rested on the dust-covered tiles, glimmering slightly in the cell phone’s light. The boy knelt down and plucked it from the ground, noticing a strange pattern in the tile. It seemed that there were slits in the ground in the shape of a large, cylindrical shape. Though covered with the tiled floor, there was an obvious hole lurking below where some sort of machine rested at one point or another. “Interesting…”

Travis lifted himself back onto his feet and took a few steps to his side, finding another cylindrical shape also slit into the floor just a mere three feet from the slit he had just discovered. His blue orbs grew wide as he began to quicken his pace, dashing deeper into the room and glancing downward at the floor. The entire room was filled with these large, cylindrical slits on the floor, eventually counting out to being 100 holes in the floor.

“We’ve certainly gotten somewhere now,” Travis breathed as he stumbled backwards, reaching for a solid wall to lean against. Instead, he fell back completely through a door and onto the hard ground below. The teen growled in pain as he reached for his back, lingering on the floor for a few moments before he finally composed himself enough to pick himself up from the ground and search the newest room.

The new room was much smaller than the warehouse floor he had just left, a single large computer screen taking up most of the front wall while a large cylindrical object rested in the middle of the floor. Travis was cautious as he approached the machine, shining his cell phone’s light into the glass casing of the domed cylinder. Within the confines of the cylinder were several different computer screens surrounding a single, full-body chair in the center. A strange helmet rested at the headrest of the chair, reminding Travis of those virtual reality games he used to play at the arcades when he was little.

“I guess this is the game they were talking about?” Travis glanced over at the gigantic computer on the wall across from the cylinder, noticing it was still online when he had entered the room. So there was still activity in this place? “Anybody here, I followed the path down into this place. Marty, are you here?”

A sudden, computerized voice rose up from the computer across from the teen, Travis almost leaping out of his skin as it screeched into the silence.

“Directive?” The computer asked, the screen flashing before revealing a strange illustration of a small girl holding tightly to a key.

“Directive?” Travis repeated after composing himself once more, glaring at the screen in confusion. “What does it mean by that?”

“Directive?” The computer repeated, the illustration remaining on the screen as it waited for Travis’s answer.

“This place is just getting creepier by the second,” Travis mumbled as he moved closer to the screen, debating what he should answer. “I’m looking for my brother. He was here to play a game.”

“Directive…Brother…Game…” The voice rung from the computer, the illustration of the girl beginning to dance as the computer paused. “Please wait…Computing Directive…”

“Great…” Travis got out as he watched the girl on the screen dance about the screen, all the while holding tightly to her key. She somewhat reminded him of how Lo was when she was smaller. She was such a ball of energy and happiness when they were children, but as time carried on she became reclusive and hid her feeling from all who were around her. “Don’t worry; Lo…I’ve finally gotten somewhere. I’m going to bring our brother back, don’t you worry.”

“Directive has been analyzed,” the computer broke through the teen’s thoughts as he glanced up in time for a scanner to lower from the ceiling, scanning over Travis’s body without warning. The teen cursed as he took a step back, unsure of what to make of this encounter. “Welcome to Doxie’s Paradise, Travis Ellington. You have become a part of a one-in-a-lifetime experience. Please enter the terminal and await further instruction.”

“Wait, what’s going on?” Travis questioned as he glared at the computer, expecting it to just answer his many questions as if it were human. “I don’t care about this Doxie’s Paradise and being welcome! I want to find my brother! Do you know where he is? Marty Ellington! His name is Marty Ellington!”

“Marty Ellington; player 003 of Doxie’s Paradise,” the computer chimed in, Travis’s blue eyes growing wide once more as he let those words sink in. “Marty Ellington is currently unavailable. Please enter the terminal and await further instruction.”

“Wait, what do you mean he’s unavailable?” Travis shouted back, not moving from his spot. “Stupid computer! You tell me where my brother is! Tell me now!”

“Marty Ellington; player 003 of Doxie’s Paradise,” the computer repeated. “Marty Ellington has entered the game and is therefore unavailable at this time. Please enter the terminal and await further instruction.”

“No I will not enter the stupid terminal! I want answers and I want them no…!”

“I believe she said to enter the terminal boy,” a male’s voice croaked from the shadows of the room as the floor suddenly began to move backwards like a treadmill, Travis’s body unable to escape as he stumbled backwards towards the cylinder. The glass casing opened up and the teen fell back into the chair, his cries being muted as the helmet lowered over his eyes and encasing Travis in complete darkness. “So you’re Marty’s brother? Heh, then I’m sure you’ll enjoy Doxie’s Paradise. Until the next time we meet, adieu Travis Ellington.”

Travis tried to kick and scream to escape the confines he now found himself in, though his cries for help would go unnoticed. The teen could feel hard bondages wrapping around his body to hold him in place in the seat, as well as something pricking at the back of his neck. The last thing Travis could remember was the sound of the glass casing closing him into the terminal and the same computer voice lulling him into slumber.

“We hope you enjoy your stay here at Doxie’s Paradise, Travis Ellington. Prepare yourself for a world beyond your wildest dreams.”

*End Chapter Two*
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« Reply #33 on: May 12, 2011, 03:38:49 pm »

LOL ps: I can't edit on the phone for some reason but I see the mistake where I said Chapter One instead of Chapter Two Tongue I'll fix that soon Smiley hope you guys enjoy.
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« Reply #34 on: May 12, 2011, 03:45:48 pm »

:O I'm speechless.
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« Reply #35 on: May 12, 2011, 03:48:54 pm »

Is that good or bad?
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« Reply #36 on: May 12, 2011, 05:02:02 pm »

Amazing! You can really tell how much time and effort you put into this. *claps*
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« Reply #37 on: May 12, 2011, 05:06:20 pm »

Thx, this new chapter took me forever to finally be remotely happy with it. I hope it pleases the readers.
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« Reply #38 on: May 17, 2011, 02:47:47 pm »

AN: Yep, already another chapter for you guys to read Tongue I’ve been working really hard to provide you guys with something new and thus here it is! I hope you all enjoy ^_^ Remember, NO FLAMES ALLOWED! Constructive Criticism is welcome!

*~Chapter Three~*


The rays of light were warm on his skin as Travis slowly pulled himself out of his darkness, reaching for his state of consciousness. As he came closer to the light, sounds of various people echoed in his ear as if he were caked into a busy train station. But from what he remembered, he was in an abandoned underwater warehouse in some type of super computer…Was everything just a dream? Warehouse 1312; the Game; the flyer in his grandfather’s book; Even now…were these sounds all just a dream?

“You know, it’s wise to not lounge about in the middle of the terminal.”

The soft chime of the voice was the final pull into the light for Travis, his icy blue orbs fluttering open to gaze up into wide silvery ones. The stout teen groaned as a wave of nausea came over his whole body, Travis pleased to at least be sprawled out on the floor already so as he did not come crashing downward. He closed his eyes and took in a few deep breaths, raising his arm over face to block out any traces of the light around him.

“Seems your trip through the Gateway has taken some toll on your body; don’t be alarmed however, for these feelings are normal for all first-time travelers of the Gateway. After a few moments, the nausea will pass.”

“What the hell are you talking about anyway?” Travis droned, his breaths slowly returning to normal while his world paused in its spinning. “Where am I? Who are you? What are you talking about? I want answers!”

“Slow down there or you’ll work yourself up again,” the voice said as Travis felt a light pressure on his shoulder, the touch of someone’s hand recognizable to his senses. “Now take a deep breath and let me help you up. You’ll probably be experiencing some difficulties in movement from your travel. I’ll help you as much as I can though.”

Though hundreds of questions swam through Travis’s thoughts, he did as the voice said and let whoever this strange being was help him to his feet. Another wave of dizziness flooded his body as he began to stumble in place, his legs numbing as he stood. The hand was still holding strong to the teen’s shoulder, keeping him steady as he began to open his eyes once more. The sights that met him though sent him practically in to shock.

The best way for Travis to describe the place was that of a train station, like he had imagined himself being in when he was still pulling himself out of the darkness. There were a variety of beings within the terminal making their ways towards large silvery gates scattered about. However, these beings weren’t normal people from first glance. Skin tones ranged from pearly white to a midnight blue; humans meshed into crowds of demons, creatures and elves. Even the women standing at the desks were strange; each one manned by the same blond with a friendly smile and pointed ears covered slightly by a headset. There were so many copies of the same woman that there was no way it could have been a coincidence.

“What’s going on?!” Travis exclaimed, gawking at the occupants of the terminal with fearful eyes. “Where am I? What is this place? I have to be dreaming!”

“A state of dreams? No Travis Ellington, this is currently reality,” the voice spoke from beside Travis once more, the stout teen finally turning his attention to the one holding him up. The girl seemed slightly younger than him; her tan skin contrasted with her silvery eyes and hair. Her locks were braided past her pointed ears down past the small of her back, a large brass key attached to the end of the braid. “I am quite surprised however, Travis Ellington. Usually those who cross over for the first time change in appearance due to their wants. You seem to have retained your original figure and name. I am quite impressed; seems you are very happy with yourself to not inwardly wish for something better.”

“Who…who are you?”

“Still with the questions?” The girl retorted with a soft smile, her hand still lingering on his shoulder as she nodded. “I suppose you deserve some answers being as your memories had not been altered before arrival. Your presence was not expected and therefore none were able to prepare for your steps into this place.”

“Enough with the fancy speech and just tell me what I want to know!” Travis shouted as the crowds switched their attention over to the stout teen, his outburst receiving a frown from the silver-haired girl. “I just want answers…you say I’m not dreaming but there’s no way in hell I’m not!”

“Answers you want and answers I will provide,” the girl said as she glanced around the terminal before leading Travis through the crowds to one of the desks manned by the blond clones. “However, I cannot give you answers out in the open. Madeline, please open up a path for me and our guest to speak in.”

The blonde’s smile faded at the mention of a new path, her pale blue eyes locked onto Travis as there was a pause. Madeline began to type away at the computer on her desk, a silver gate suddenly appearing behind her while her smile returned.

“I have granted you access to Gate 39. Please be mindful of your step and have a pleasant time,” said the blond.

“Thank you, Madeline. Follow me, Travis Ellington,” the silver-haired girl glided past the desk and into the silver gate, disappearing from sight leaving the stout teen alone there with the blond.

“Please step forward into Gate 39 sir,” Madeline said, her pale eyes locked on Travis once more. “I will have to call for assistance if you cannot make it yourself.”

“She just…she just vanished through there,” Travis stuttered, his finger shaking as he pointed it towards the gate. “What’s going on?!”

“Sir, you must enter Gate 39 now,” Madeline gave a slight nod as someone behind Travis pushed him forward, the teen stumbling through the gate and disappearing from the terminal. “Have a pleasant time, sir.”

*~*~*~*~*

Though once in a crowded terminal, Travis fell face-first into a shadowed, cobblestone street across from the silver-haired girl from before. Her shimmering eyes rested on the teen’s sprawled out form and sighed before stepping to his side and helping him up onto his feet.

“I apologize; I should have aided you in the entrance of Gate 39. It is one of our more temperamental gateways here,” the girl said with a sad smile. “Travis Ellington; you seem to have stumbled into a world beyond your wildest dreams.”

“I can see that,” Travis grumbled as he glanced around the dark, decrepit area around them. “First, tell me your name and where the hell I am.”

“My name is Key,” the girl said simply. “And this place is Doxie’s Paradise.”

“Doxie’s Paradise? That was the name of the boathouse out at the marina,” Travis said before staring at the stone walls hovering above him, the barriers stretching towards the dismal sky above. “This place here is Doxie’s Paradise? Doesn’t look like a paradise at all…”

“No, this is Gate 39: The Alleys of Duplin. This area is currently closed off to access unless granted that access from one of the gatekeepers, such as Madeline,” Key explained. “This entire world is Doxie’s Paradise…though all the players here call it Doxie.”

“Players?” Travis repeated, a small gasp escaping his lips. “I get it! I’m in the game! It’s like some virtual reality thing isn’t it?”

“Game? Well, I suppose you can call it a game,” Key mumbled, her silver eyes glancing away from Travis as she spoke. “Look, I am unable to give away more than what I’ll share with you now. Travis Ellington, you have been given an once-in-a-lifetime chance to experience a world beyond your wildest dreams; Doxie’s Paradise.”

“I already heard this,” Travis began but was silenced by the girl across from him.

“You are special in comparison to previous players being accepted into this world. For example, you are aware of where you come from and how you had stumbled into this place,” Key continued. “You remember your life outside of Doxie’s. You have retained your original form and name here. You are not being protected by an alias because you do not wish to be. All other players have lost their memories to the mastermind and have been granted new lives to fit their characters they wished to become.”

 The stout teen kept his icy blue eyes firm on Key as she spoke, her words echoing in his mind as he tried to understand what she was saying. This place called Doxie’s Paradise was some virtual reality world that previous players had stumbled into and lost all memories of their lives outside of Doxie. All they knew was what was instilled in their minds but the higher-ups, which most likely included the blond clones. All previous players had become characters that they had wished to become and had taken up memories to fit those characters. So it was like a game; only there was no longer a feeling of a barrier between this world and reality.

“So the 300,000 people that disappeared are in this place,” Travis concluded with a frown. “My brother was brought here by whoever led this thing up! Do you realize that these people have been missing for six months now?”

“Yes, I understand that,” Key nodded. “I understand that very well, Travis Ellington.”

“Stop using my full name already! It’s just Travis,” the teen snapped at the girl before pausing, his eyes wide as he stepped closer to her. “Wait, you said that players were wiped of their memories correct? How do you know all this then? Are you one of the higher-ups?”

“No, I’m special, like yourself,” Key stated with a smile before taking a step back. “I have already said too much to you, however, so I must leave you to find your own way to whatever it is that you’re looking for.”

“Wait, leave me?” Travis repeated, noticing a gate suddenly appear behind Key’s form. “Wait! You can’t just leave me here! I don’t think I understand anything yet! Why are we all here? How is this all happening? I have a million more questions that need answers! Please!”

“Sorry, Travis Elling…no, just Travis,” Key said, giving one last smile before stepping back and disappearing into the gate. The gate then vanished from sight, leaving Travis standing there along amongst the decrepit walls of Duplin.

“Wait…don’t go…” Travis whispered as he fell backwards, shocked to find a gate appearing behind him and leading him back to where he first appeared.

*~*~*~*~*

Madeline stood above Travis’s sprawled out body with a look of intrigue, holding out a hand to him and getting him to his feet.

“I hope you have had a pleasant time in Gate 39, sir,” Madeline said with a smile as she returned to her chair and nodded for Travis to move to the other side of the desk. “Now, I must check you into the system. You are Travis Ellington, correct?”

The stout teen could not muster up any form of speech to give the blond so he simply nodded and rested on the other side of the desk. The blond smiled at the nod and began to type away at her computer before glancing back up at Travis.

“You have been given access through a special account it seems. You have been gifted a new wardrobe and coin for starting out. You will need to pick an occupation in one of the main cities before branching out through the gateway system,” Madeline paused as she reached out her hand to the teen, handing him an identification card with his picture on it. “You will need this card for your future here in Doxie. If you ever lose your card, you are needed to report to the nearest terminal and find one of the gatekeepers to assist you.”

“So this card holds everything I need?” Travis questioned, the blond nodding in response. “Interesting…and how do I get to one of these main cities?”

“Rampten is right outside of this terminal,” Madeline said while motioning to a stairwell at the end of the hall. “You go up those stairs and you will exit into the streets of Rampten. There will be many areas within the city with information on where you need to go.”

“Great…and one last question before I leave here,” Travis paused before continuing. “I want to find a certain player that is here. Is there any way I could locate that player?”

“Why yes, there is sir,” Madeline smiled as she spoke. “There is a library of the players within Rampten that you can have access to with your special account.”

“Great, how do I get to this library?” Travis asked.

“I’m sorry, sir, but that question will have to be addressed to a helper within the city,” Madeline smiled before waving at the teen across from her. “I hope you enjoy your stay here in Doxie’s Paradise, Travis Ellington.”

Travis was about to argue with the blond but found that she was already signaling for another player to come to her desk. So, the stout teen frowned and stepped away from the desk and towards the stairs, preparing to enter the city of Rampten with hopes of one question being answered: Where was Marty?

*~End Chapter Three~*
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« Reply #39 on: May 17, 2011, 08:44:50 pm »

That's why it took that long. I really do read and get wide-eyed at your astonishing writing Ali. Still wondering where all your other supporters are. Bravo.
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« Reply #40 on: May 20, 2011, 10:20:37 pm »

Great Chapters Alice! I'm glad I could finally read the chapters from this story. ^^
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« Reply #41 on: May 21, 2011, 12:38:56 am »

Alice, you're a lot busier than I am, yet you can still find time to post chappies.

I really need to learn from you.
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« Reply #42 on: May 23, 2011, 10:34:00 pm »

Aw thanks guys. It really means a lot to me that you guys take time from your busy schedules and read the updates. I hope they weren't a disappointment.

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« Reply #43 on: September 06, 2011, 07:09:15 am »

Hey guys, keep on the lookout! New chapter coming this week! Smiley
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« Reply #44 on: March 01, 2012, 07:37:08 pm »

Hey guys, keep on the lookout! New chapter coming this week! Smiley

T_T lol no offense, but...
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