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                <title>You should date a guy who writes</title>
                <link>http://blakecurran.deviantart.com/art/You-should-date-a-guy-who-writes-369387525</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 04:00:31 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">You should date a guy who writes</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">BlakeCurran</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://blakecurran.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *BlakeCurran</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ You really should. I write. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="387" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />This is a response to the 'You should date an illiterate girl' and 'You should date a girl who reads' essays, and all of their offspring ('A girl who writes' and 'A man who reads', among others). I felt inspired, let's just say. Anyway, I would love to hear what you think, if there are parts that don't work well or sound corny, stupid, clunky, etc.<br /><br />Feel free to drop a comment, I love replying to you and making new friends!<br /><br />[Also found on my <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://literarymeasures.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/you-should-date-a-guy-who-writes/">blog</a> and on <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://without-the-i.tumblr.com/post/49578973339/date-a-guy-who-writes-date-a-guy-whose-fingers">tumblr</a>.]<br /><br />Submitted to tournament three of <a target="_self" href="http://writers--club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/r/writers--club.gif?3" alt=":iconwriters--club:" title="Writers--club" /></a>'s competition -- <i>what awaits at the farthest ends</i> of love? ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Date a guy who writes. Date a guy whose fingers are stained with ink, whose pockets are filled with pens, and whose eyes smile and dance with curiosity. Date a guy who notices things like the colour of your hair and the way you have your coffee, not because he has to, but just because it&rsquo;s a habit of his to notice things. Date a guy who can barely get around a computer, but is expert with his word processor. It doesn&rsquo;t matter; he prefers pen and paper anyway.<br /><br />Find a guy who writes. You&rsquo;ll find him just outside a library. He&rsquo;ll like the idea of being outside, on the verge of a thousand worlds, a few steps away. He&rsqu ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ You really should. I write. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="387" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />This is a response to the 'You should date an illiterate girl' and 'You should date a girl who reads' essays, and all of their offspring ('A girl who writes' and 'A man who reads', among others). I felt inspired, let's just say. Anyway, I would love to hear what you think, if there are parts that don't work well or sound corny, stupid, clunky, etc.<br /><br />Feel free to drop a comment, I love replying to you and making new friends!<br /><br />[Also found on my <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://literarymeasures.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/you-should-date-a-guy-who-writes/">blog</a> and on <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://without-the-i.tumblr.com/post/49578973339/date-a-guy-who-writes-date-a-guy-whose-fingers">tumblr</a>.]<br /><br />Submitted to tournament three of <a target="_self" href="http://writers--club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/r/writers--club.gif?3" alt=":iconwriters--club:" title="Writers--club" /></a>'s competition -- <i>what awaits at the farthest ends</i> of love? ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Art is a Waste of Time</title>
                <link>http://jackofalltrades0097.deviantart.com/art/Art-is-a-Waste-of-Time-369351471</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 21:23:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Art is a Waste of Time</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">jackofalltrades0097</media:credit>
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                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The dynamic of my house hold is just awesome to me sometimes. Me and my husband are pretty opposite, him being in the military and very much a country Texas boy, where as I'm very much into the arts, and am just a tiny bit hipster about stuff XD. Oddly, it's a really really nice balance (not saying we always get along, that'd make us robots @,@). We like to tease each other and our quirks, and this is probably one of my favorite conversations we've had &lt;3 He doesn't get why I love to do artistic things, I don't get why he loves the show cops, but hey, it works out great for us. I love that he doesn't like everything I do. I can hardly stand myself sometimes, when I'm doing art stuff, let alone have to deal with someone else's art fits XD. Just goes to show, it takes all sorts of people to make the world go round <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="387" title=";) (Wink)"/> <br /><br />I hope no one take offense to any of this, and read it for how it really is. Spouses picking on each other/teasing one another is different than verbal abuse/belittling. Although teasing works for us, and isn't taken seriously, it doesn't work for everyone. We were friends for years before we actually started dating, and slip into that "friend" mode from time to time, and don't get easily offended by each other's jokes. Please don't get too up in arms about it XD. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "Why do you draw so much?" He asked her, watching her with her knees pulled up to her chest, her hair almost covering her face as she stared intently down at the book in front of her. She looked up, blinking a few times, staring at him like he had just asked something so absurd she couldn't think of an answer right away.<br /><br />"What type of question is that?" She finally asked, pulling her hair back, knotting it on top of her head in a bun and sticking her pencil through it. "To get better, duh."<br /><br />He shook his head, "No, why do you draw at all? What do you want to do with it?"<br /><br />She stared at him again, shifting some, "Do I need a reason?"<br /><br />He had  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The dynamic of my house hold is just awesome to me sometimes. Me and my husband are pretty opposite, him being in the military and very much a country Texas boy, where as I'm very much into the arts, and am just a tiny bit hipster about stuff XD. Oddly, it's a really really nice balance (not saying we always get along, that'd make us robots @,@). We like to tease each other and our quirks, and this is probably one of my favorite conversations we've had &lt;3 He doesn't get why I love to do artistic things, I don't get why he loves the show cops, but hey, it works out great for us. I love that he doesn't like everything I do. I can hardly stand myself sometimes, when I'm doing art stuff, let alone have to deal with someone else's art fits XD. Just goes to show, it takes all sorts of people to make the world go round <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="387" title=";) (Wink)"/> <br /><br />I hope no one take offense to any of this, and read it for how it really is. Spouses picking on each other/teasing one another is different than verbal abuse/belittling. Although teasing works for us, and isn't taken seriously, it doesn't work for everyone. We were friends for years before we actually started dating, and slip into that "friend" mode from time to time, and don't get easily offended by each other's jokes. Please don't get too up in arms about it XD. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Perfect Guy</title>
                <link>http://angelwingss07.deviantart.com/art/The-Perfect-Guy-370070274</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 11:02:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Perfect Guy</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AngelWingss07</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/angelwingss07.jpg?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://angelwingss07.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~AngelWingss07</media:copyright>
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                <media:tags>@Brand_Zess</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sup> I have nothing to say! Haha <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> </sup> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I've often been asked by my friends, Bella, what's your perfect guy like? And to be honest, I have to frown at them. The reason I see them asking this is because I have never dated a guy before. And I suppose that is because no one person has caught my eye, has ever truly been alluring before.<br /><br />Though I have gone on dates before, I have yet to find a personality that will catch my attention. And so I often find myself drifting along, leaving behind rather disappointed dates. I often agree to such dates because I do not wish to be rude and turn them down, but thinking on it, perhaps I have been cruel for leading certain people on.<br /><br />And I apolo ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sup> I have nothing to say! Haha <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> </sup> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Life isn't for everyone.</title>
                <link>http://yours----truly.deviantart.com/art/Life-isn-t-for-everyone-368851976</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 10:41:39 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Life isn't for everyone.</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">yours----truly</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://yours----truly.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *yours----truly</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ xD ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Life isn't for the faint hearted. It will rip your face out of your arse and strangle you with the remains. Sometimes though, you look around, and its so goddam beautiful you want to cry your eyes out into a pool of tears and bathe in its glory; a little grotesque yes, but intuitive.<br />Life plays with you, unless you play with it right back. Tickle that Motherfucker, make it squirm, and scream, and laugh so hard it shakes the good times into your lap. <br />Climb trees, run around wildly, take life by the balls, and don't let go until they're blue. <br />Dance like theres no one watching, but a creepy guy filming you in the bushes, sing like your drownin ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ xD ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Choose Your Name</title>
                <link>http://yoursingingsatellite.deviantart.com/art/Choose-Your-Name-370564459</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 01:15:30 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Choose Your Name</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">yoursingingsatellite</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/o/yoursingingsatellite.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://yoursingingsatellite.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~yoursingingsatellite</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I wrote this out of the blue. I don't know about other writers, but personally, it's a process for me to choose names for my characters. Sometimes, nothing just seems to fit. Other times, you choose a name first and build your character around it.<br /><br />This was going to be a journal entry but I figured it was too long, and I wrote it in a short story form. <br />Feel free to point out any grammatical mistakes. I would really appreciate it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ &ldquo;John Brant,&rdquo; I whispered, and a dashing British gentleman appeared in my mind, arrogant and suave as the slim-fitting Italian suit he wore. He sounded classy, not overly pompous. But there was just something about him. He could be the cool confident charmer I was looking for. But he could just as well be a stiff stocky soldier with his pride shoved far up his ass.<br /><br />&ldquo;John Chase,&rdquo; The name rolled smoothly off my tongue. Another man took form, both the same and different from the first. He was just as charming, perhaps a little lower in class with a bolder tongue. And was that a little mischief I saw in his eyes? Undoubt ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I wrote this out of the blue. I don't know about other writers, but personally, it's a process for me to choose names for my characters. Sometimes, nothing just seems to fit. Other times, you choose a name first and build your character around it.<br /><br />This was going to be a journal entry but I figured it was too long, and I wrote it in a short story form. <br />Feel free to point out any grammatical mistakes. I would really appreciate it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>You're My Happy Mistake</title>
                <link>http://sheneedslove.deviantart.com/art/You-re-My-Happy-Mistake-371823919</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 12:16:13 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">You're My Happy Mistake</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">SheNeedsLove</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/h/sheneedslove.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://sheneedslove.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~SheNeedsLove</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ and I love you. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "So you have no friends, huh?"<br /><br />"Nope."<br /><br />"Gee, thanks, then what am I?"<br /><br />"You?"<br /><br />"Mhmm"<br /><br />You're someone I can't stand the thought of being without. You're someone I treasure, someone I love more than myself, you're my soulmate. I see only you, I hear only you, you're the man that makes me cry the longest and laugh the hardest. You are my everything, without you I am incomplete and life is pointless.<br /><br />"You're a happy mistake."  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ and I love you. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Por que me interesa?</title>
                <link>http://nancyliz.deviantart.com/art/Por-que-me-interesa-369561746</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 00:30:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Por que me interesa?</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">NancyLiz</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/a/nancyliz.png?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://nancyliz.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~NancyLiz</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Ajuua!<br /><br />Ok, sin duda extraño entrar aquí más a menudo... Pero Bueno.<br /><br />Sin duda creo que lo mio es escribir, o de perdida YO me creo algo buena en ello. <br />Como sea.<br /><br />Un One-Shot de hace unos meses. Solo le hize una cuantas modificaciones antes de subirlo. ¡UNA NUEVA HISTORIA! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/> De mis favoritas hasta ahora.<br /><br />Díganme que opinan. ¿Por que le interesa? Y no, no es amor... <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="100" title="Giggle"/><br /><br />Narrador: Uno de mis tantos OCS no presentados, pero sin duda uno de mis favoritos. Amo su actitud tan suya de él. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="357" title="Heart"/><br /><br />Oki. Doki. Todo por ahora.<br /><br /><b><sub>Historia (c) YO ~<a class="u" href="http://nancyliz.deviantart.com">NancyLiz</a></sub></b> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ &ldquo;Un Dulce Amor&rdquo;<br /><br />El viento sopla, las aves cantan, la suave brisa que entra desde la ventana se aventura dentro de mis oídos causando un pequeño estremecimiento. Mi mirada fría, fija en como ella no logra encontrar su libro de matemáticas que, torpemente, dejo en la sala de mi casa la noche de ayer.<br /><br />-Esto es estúpido &ndash; Susurro un poco molesto.<br /><br />Se supone que sabe perfectamente donde lo dejo ¿entonces? Seguro es una tonta excusa para permanecer en mi casa hasta esta hora. Claro que a mi madre no le molesta. Después de todo, es como &ldquo;la hija que nunca tuvo&rdquo;. Aunque  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Ajuua!<br /><br />Ok, sin duda extraño entrar aquí más a menudo... Pero Bueno.<br /><br />Sin duda creo que lo mio es escribir, o de perdida YO me creo algo buena en ello. <br />Como sea.<br /><br />Un One-Shot de hace unos meses. Solo le hize una cuantas modificaciones antes de subirlo. ¡UNA NUEVA HISTORIA! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/> De mis favoritas hasta ahora.<br /><br />Díganme que opinan. ¿Por que le interesa? Y no, no es amor... <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="100" title="Giggle"/><br /><br />Narrador: Uno de mis tantos OCS no presentados, pero sin duda uno de mis favoritos. Amo su actitud tan suya de él. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="357" title="Heart"/><br /><br />Oki. Doki. Todo por ahora.<br /><br /><b><sub>Historia (c) YO ~<a class="u" href="http://nancyliz.deviantart.com">NancyLiz</a></sub></b> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Best story</title>
                <link>http://the-moonshadow.deviantart.com/art/Best-story-369421016</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 09:02:21 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Best story</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">The-MoonShadow</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://the-moonshadow.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~The-MoonShadow</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ That's all you will get from me on here. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Once upon a time, there was a bar of chocolate.<br /><br />I ate it<br /><br />It was amazing.<br /><br />The end. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ That's all you will get from me on here. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Panda Bear Gender .::Short Story::.</title>
                <link>http://dataneko.deviantart.com/art/Panda-Bear-Gender-Short-Story-371476478</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 13:56:25 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Panda Bear Gender .::Short Story::.</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">DataNeko</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://dataneko.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =DataNeko</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <h1>Press the Paragraph sign at the top left of the story for indents.</h1><br /><br />this is actually a true story. I really do have the stuffed panda right beside me. Even at that young of an age I knew who I was. (I can't type for 5 seconds without my phone going off...) I'm surprised the teacher understood me and didn't make a fit about it. My mom didn't notice the indication of the bows, cause right after I hugged Ms. Susan we left.<br /><br />God damn, that was a good day. Shocked I remember it. &lt;3<br /><br />Story and Art ©DataNeko ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Read Description first. Thank you.<br /><br />	Final day of preschool. Next thing I knew I was heading into kindergarten. I was going to be in the same school as my big sister. Yet I was still unsure to my surroundings and what's going on. I walking into the classroom like everyday. My mom in my hand and my cat ear headband on my head. I always had them on me, I went no where without them. I hugged my Mom good-bye and watched her leave. My teacher, Ms. Susan took my hand and walked me to the group circle with my other classmates. This was the last time I would see most of them. I still barely knew them. I only knew a girl and a boy, James and Sam.<br /><br />	Th ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2013/133/6/b/panda_bear_gender____short_story____by_dataneko-d656132.png" height="300" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2013/133/6/b/panda_bear_gender____short_story____by_dataneko-d656132.png" height="150" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <h1>Press the Paragraph sign at the top left of the story for indents.</h1><br /><br />this is actually a true story. I really do have the stuffed panda right beside me. Even at that young of an age I knew who I was. (I can't type for 5 seconds without my phone going off...) I'm surprised the teacher understood me and didn't make a fit about it. My mom didn't notice the indication of the bows, cause right after I hugged Ms. Susan we left.<br /><br />God damn, that was a good day. Shocked I remember it. &lt;3<br /><br />Story and Art ©DataNeko<br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2013/133/6/b/panda_bear_gender____short_story____by_dataneko-d656132.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Free. Ch. 10: Special Bonds</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 18:41:41 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Free. Ch. 10: Special Bonds</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Tspades109</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://tspades109.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Tspades109</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Yay Ch. 10!<br />Heh yes!<br /><br />A bit of backstory on Fionna's past. <br />Plus, it's just not completely a Fiolee story, not any other couple with Fionna, but it has it's dark sides to the story too.<br /><br />Ch. 1) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-1-See-the-Sunlight-352876558">[link]</a><br />Ch. 2) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-2-A-new-friendship-353353381">[link]</a><br />Ch. 3) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-3-We-have-to-Try-354715768">[link]</a><br />Ch. 4) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-4-Rain-361227280">[link]</a><br />Ch. 5) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-5-The-cloaked-man-361333487">[link]</a><br />Ch. 6) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-6-So-what-now-364138758">[link]</a><br />Ch. 7) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-7-The-Ex-365516773">[link]</a><br />Ch. 8) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-8-A-pet-366677947">[link]</a><br />Ch. 9) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-9-Eye-to-Eye-371095963">[link]</a><br />Ch. 10) You are here.<br />Ch. 11) Coming. Eventually. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Free. Ch. 10: Special Bonds<br /><br /> I screamed as the strange girl pounced on me. She stuck her tongue out and hissed her tongue in front of my face. I saw two white fangs glint in the light as I looked up at her. She looked so familiar. Where had I seen her before?<br /><br />"Oh come on Anabelle. Get off the poor girl." I heard a voice from the doorway.<br /><br /> Anabelle got off of me and flew back over to the doorway as I sat up and looked at the man in the door.<br /><br />"Fionna? Are you alright?" Marshall ran downstairs over to me helping me up. He had a few scratch marks on his arms and face. "Why did you scream?"<br /><br /> I pointed to the man in the doorway who looked at u ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Yay Ch. 10!<br />Heh yes!<br /><br />A bit of backstory on Fionna's past. <br />Plus, it's just not completely a Fiolee story, not any other couple with Fionna, but it has it's dark sides to the story too.<br /><br />Ch. 1) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-1-See-the-Sunlight-352876558">[link]</a><br />Ch. 2) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-2-A-new-friendship-353353381">[link]</a><br />Ch. 3) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-3-We-have-to-Try-354715768">[link]</a><br />Ch. 4) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-4-Rain-361227280">[link]</a><br />Ch. 5) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-5-The-cloaked-man-361333487">[link]</a><br />Ch. 6) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-6-So-what-now-364138758">[link]</a><br />Ch. 7) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-7-The-Ex-365516773">[link]</a><br />Ch. 8) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-8-A-pet-366677947">[link]</a><br />Ch. 9) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-9-Eye-to-Eye-371095963">[link]</a><br />Ch. 10) You are here.<br />Ch. 11) Coming. Eventually. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Analyzing the 2ps! ~Switzerland~</title>
                <link>http://enightshade.deviantart.com/art/Analyzing-the-2ps-Switzerland-371502302</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 16:05:08 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Analyzing the 2ps! ~Switzerland~</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Enightshade</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://enightshade.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Enightshade</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Yup... another crappy analysis....<br />Is it even legit?<br />Not sure what this is? Here: <a href="http://enightshade.deviantart.com/art/Analyzing-the-2ps-project-363879953">[link]</a><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://switzerlandplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/w/switzerlandplz.png?1" alt=":iconswitzerlandplz:" title="switzerlandplz" /></a> and Hetalia both belong to <a target="_self" href="http://himaruyaplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/himaruyaplz.png?2" alt=":iconhimaruyaplz:" title="himaruyaplz" /></a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Analyzing the 2ps! ~Switzerland~<br /><br />     YA-HO-HO TRA-LA-LA-LA!!!!(sorry I couldn't help it)<br />     So, yeah, today, we've got our dear Switzy. Or I should say, 2p!Switzy. This badass goat-lover (if you know what I mean) is awesome. Not as awesome as Prussia, but still, quite awesome. I like his stay-the-fuck-out-of-my-territory attitude. Well, I can say that this attitude is non-existent in 2p!Switzy's case (I love calling him that way.... I don't know why..). He's more of an 'Oh, welcome to my country, dude, stay as long as you like. Here, have some expensive chocolate' type of dude(kind of like America really). And, yes, 2p!Switzy buys anythin ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/133/5/6/analyzing_the_2ps___switzerland__by_enightshade-d656l0e.png" height="548" width="172"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/133/5/6/analyzing_the_2ps___switzerland__by_enightshade-d656l0e.png" height="150" width="47"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Yup... another crappy analysis....<br />Is it even legit?<br />Not sure what this is? Here: <a href="http://enightshade.deviantart.com/art/Analyzing-the-2ps-project-363879953">[link]</a><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://switzerlandplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/w/switzerlandplz.png?1" alt=":iconswitzerlandplz:" title="switzerlandplz" /></a> and Hetalia both belong to <a target="_self" href="http://himaruyaplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/himaruyaplz.png?2" alt=":iconhimaruyaplz:" title="himaruyaplz" /></a><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/133/5/6/analyzing_the_2ps___switzerland__by_enightshade-d656l0e.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Egg</title>
                <link>http://nonsensequeen.deviantart.com/art/Egg-368304000</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 19:30:45 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Egg</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">NonsenseQueen</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://nonsensequeen.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~NonsenseQueen</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ i was originally going to make this into a poem, but i think it works much better as a six word! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ golden package in a lidless jar ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ i was originally going to make this into a poem, but i think it works much better as a six word! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Children of Summer</title>
                <link>http://sparkling-burrito95.deviantart.com/art/The-Children-of-Summer-371866234</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 16:14:14 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Children of Summer</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">sparkling-burrito95</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://sparkling-burrito95.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~sparkling-burrito95</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is basically my whole childhood in a nutshell. Living in a rural area my entire life, it was easy for any child to experience. It's a bit sad not seeing the neighbor kids playing as passionately as my sisters and I did when we were younger. They really don't know what they're missing. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[      Summer is just around the corner, and nature seems to come to life.  For many children, their backyard's beauty finally returned, not witnessing the beauty of nature since winter's first snowfall.  Imagination was at an annual high, with kids unable to build snowmen or make cakes, pies, and soup with mud.<br />     Plays and stories within their imaginations were acted out, not realizing how many writers would kill to have such a spontaneous creativity again.  One day, the young boys and girls would run around, playing house.  The next day, they could be in a Medieval kingdom, fighting dragons as knights.  Each day was a different story and a ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is basically my whole childhood in a nutshell. Living in a rural area my entire life, it was easy for any child to experience. It's a bit sad not seeing the neighbor kids playing as passionately as my sisters and I did when we were younger. They really don't know what they're missing. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>More Conversations With Doc</title>
                <link>http://silverinkblot.deviantart.com/art/More-Conversations-With-Doc-371697784</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 17:27:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">More Conversations With Doc</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">SilverInkblot</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://silverinkblot.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =SilverInkblot</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I thought the first one was starting to get a little long, so I've decided to break these up into ten pieces each. When this one gets full, I'll make another one.<br /><br />i. Some of our radio scripts are in circulation right now. Neither one of us has manged to hear any of them. We keep having this conversation about how I don't listen to the radio very often.<br /><br />ii. Doc was telling another student of his about my postcard project and the warm reception it received when I presented it in Pattern Recognition.<br /><br />iii. He gave me an A.<br /><br />vi. I didn&rsquo;t understand the last story he gave me. The title of it was &ldquo;You&rsquo;ll Find Out Someday.&rdquo;<br /><br />v. I tease him about his age a lot. He&rsquo;s a good sport about it. In return, he brings up the Calvino quote from the last set pretty frequently.<br /><br />vi. In my defense, it was like 80-something degrees out, I didn&rsquo;t get the answers I needed from Financial Aid, I missed one of my Finals by accident, and I wasted five hours waiting on the professor who never came back to the office so I don&rsquo;t know if I&rsquo;ll be able to make it up.<br /><br />vii. He asked me to write a radio script for Virgina Hamilton. I looked and looked and there is <i>nothing</i> on her. He said he would do it himself later. A few days ago, this conversation happened.<br /><br />viii. It took him a moment to get it <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="384" title="LOL"/> One of Springsteen's nicknames is "The Boss;" back in the day, his bandmates used to call him that because he had to sign all the checks.<br /><br />ix. I fight with him over these scripts a lot. I doubt I would work this hard for anyone else.<br /><br />x. He told me once that the thing I have over every other student he's worked with on these sorts of projects is that I'll reread something as many times as it takes without complaint, making it better sentence by sentence if necessary. I took the compliment, but in my head I was thinking <i>as many times as it takes to be right</i>.<br /><br /><a href="http://silverinkblot.deviantart.com/art/Conversations-with-Doc-354538012?q=gallery%3Asilverinkblot%2F16988517&amp;qo=29">Conversations with Doc</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ i.<br /><br />&ldquo;Have you heard any of the scripts on the radio yet?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;You keep asking me this Doc. I think you&rsquo;re getting Alzheimer&rsquo;s. I don&rsquo;t listen to the radio, remember? And when I do, it&rsquo;s the classic rock station.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I would assume, if one is writing something to be on the radio, that one would start listening to the radio.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t think the college station broadcasts all the way to Benton anyway. Besides, I&rsquo;ve already heard it.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;You know, Warren Zevon - he did Werewolves of London, you know that song?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;You do?&rdquo;<br /> ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I thought the first one was starting to get a little long, so I've decided to break these up into ten pieces each. When this one gets full, I'll make another one.<br /><br />i. Some of our radio scripts are in circulation right now. Neither one of us has manged to hear any of them. We keep having this conversation about how I don't listen to the radio very often.<br /><br />ii. Doc was telling another student of his about my postcard project and the warm reception it received when I presented it in Pattern Recognition.<br /><br />iii. He gave me an A.<br /><br />vi. I didn&rsquo;t understand the last story he gave me. The title of it was &ldquo;You&rsquo;ll Find Out Someday.&rdquo;<br /><br />v. I tease him about his age a lot. He&rsquo;s a good sport about it. In return, he brings up the Calvino quote from the last set pretty frequently.<br /><br />vi. In my defense, it was like 80-something degrees out, I didn&rsquo;t get the answers I needed from Financial Aid, I missed one of my Finals by accident, and I wasted five hours waiting on the professor who never came back to the office so I don&rsquo;t know if I&rsquo;ll be able to make it up.<br /><br />vii. He asked me to write a radio script for Virgina Hamilton. I looked and looked and there is <i>nothing</i> on her. He said he would do it himself later. A few days ago, this conversation happened.<br /><br />viii. It took him a moment to get it <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="384" title="LOL"/> One of Springsteen's nicknames is "The Boss;" back in the day, his bandmates used to call him that because he had to sign all the checks.<br /><br />ix. I fight with him over these scripts a lot. I doubt I would work this hard for anyone else.<br /><br />x. He told me once that the thing I have over every other student he's worked with on these sorts of projects is that I'll reread something as many times as it takes without complaint, making it better sentence by sentence if necessary. I took the compliment, but in my head I was thinking <i>as many times as it takes to be right</i>.<br /><br /><a href="http://silverinkblot.deviantart.com/art/Conversations-with-Doc-354538012?q=gallery%3Asilverinkblot%2F16988517&amp;qo=29">Conversations with Doc</a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Free. Ch. 9: Eye to Eye</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 17:00:36 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Free. Ch. 9: Eye to Eye</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Tspades109</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://tspades109.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Tspades109</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ HA! DROP OFF ENDING.<br /><br />Lawl.<br /><br />Here you guys go.<br /><br />Sorry it's so late :c<br /><br />Ch. 1) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-1-See-the-Sunlight-352876558">[link]</a><br />Ch. 2) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-2-A-new-friendship-353353381">[link]</a><br />Ch. 3) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-3-We-have-to-Try-354715768">[link]</a><br />Ch. 4) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-4-Rain-361227280">[link]</a><br />Ch. 5) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-5-The-cloaked-man-361333487">[link]</a><br />Ch. 6) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-6-So-what-now-364138758">[link]</a><br />Ch. 7) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-7-The-Ex-365516773">[link]</a><br />Ch. 8) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-8-A-pet-366677947">[link]</a><br />Ch. 9) You are here.<br />Ch. 10) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-10-Special-Bonds-371918443">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Free. Ch. 9: Eye to Eye<br /><br />"Yes. We can both talk bunny." Cake looked at me.<br /><br /> I looked at the green eyed kitten. How is this possible.I think I should ask Marshall.<br /><br />"Marshall!" I yell.<br /><br /> Cake looked at me her fur standing on end and she curled up into a ball again closing her eyes.<br /><br /> Marshall ran down the steps in only boxers and went over to me. "What's wrong Bunny?" He asked.<br /><br />"C-cake was talking!"<br /><br /> Marshall raised an eyebrow at me. "Cats don't talk Fionna..."<br /><br />"But she really was talking!"<br />"Maybe you should get some sleep..."<br />"Why don't you believe me!"<br />"It's a hard thing to believe... but if you insist..."<br /><br /> Marshall floated over to Cake ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ HA! DROP OFF ENDING.<br /><br />Lawl.<br /><br />Here you guys go.<br /><br />Sorry it's so late :c<br /><br />Ch. 1) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-1-See-the-Sunlight-352876558">[link]</a><br />Ch. 2) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-2-A-new-friendship-353353381">[link]</a><br />Ch. 3) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-3-We-have-to-Try-354715768">[link]</a><br />Ch. 4) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-4-Rain-361227280">[link]</a><br />Ch. 5) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-ch-5-The-cloaked-man-361333487">[link]</a><br />Ch. 6) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-6-So-what-now-364138758">[link]</a><br />Ch. 7) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-7-The-Ex-365516773">[link]</a><br />Ch. 8) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-8-A-pet-366677947">[link]</a><br />Ch. 9) You are here.<br />Ch. 10) <a href="http://tspades109.deviantart.com/art/Free-Ch-10-Special-Bonds-371918443">[link]</a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 1)</title>
                <link>http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com/art/Random-Musings-Of-A-Sarcastic-Mind-Part-1-370624383</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 10:25:35 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 1)</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">MrSarcasticBeast</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~MrSarcasticBeast</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> What can I say? This'll be put in scraps once I finish up all of my errands for today.<br /><br /><b>EDIT: I decided I'm gonna make this a series of sorts. Just whatever comes to mind, essentially. Not journal worthy, but so wild it's deviation worthy. Lol, I'm inspired to write some prose.</b> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ More Nonsense<br /><br />&ldquo;These are musings from my mind full of eclectic thoughts that run wild. I have storylines, plots and endings that could make a kid cry and smile, but I can never create a cohesive epic that&rsquo;ll keep a person satisfied. Similar to how my musings (And my mind) always travel from one thought to the next instead of staying on course and on track. I don&rsquo;t know why I&rsquo;m rambling (Oh wait, I actually do), but I just don&rsquo;t wanna say why I am. I guess I have this in italics to paint a picture that I&rsquo;m a character for all to relate to, love, like, or hate. I know a couple people that feel that second op ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> What can I say? This'll be put in scraps once I finish up all of my errands for today.<br /><br /><b>EDIT: I decided I'm gonna make this a series of sorts. Just whatever comes to mind, essentially. Not journal worthy, but so wild it's deviation worthy. Lol, I'm inspired to write some prose.</b> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Tips to fill void left by Cartoon Network</title>
                <link>http://leck-zilla.deviantart.com/art/Tips-to-fill-void-left-by-Cartoon-Network-372171894</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:21:16 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Tips to fill void left by Cartoon Network</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Leck-Zilla</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/e/leck-zilla.jpg?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://leck-zilla.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Leck-Zilla</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here are some tips I made to help fill the void left by two great shows on Cartoon Network ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Missing Young Justice and Green Lantern, check out some tips to help temporarily fill in the void for both shows:<br /><br />First, continue to watch both shows on Cartoon Network and that way it'll help bring up the ratings.<br /><br />Second, buy the DVDs cuz' who knows, if the sales are high, the network executives would probably revive the show (ex: Family Guy did the same thing not so long ago)<br /><br />Third, continue to buy the remaining issues of the GLTAS tie-in comics published by DC Comics<br /><br />And speaking of comics, be sure to check out the New 52 Teen Titans series and the Green Lantern ones as well because like YJ and GLTAS, they have drama, action, and a lit ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here are some tips I made to help fill the void left by two great shows on Cartoon Network ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 3)</title>
                <link>http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com/art/Random-Musings-Of-A-Sarcastic-Mind-Part-3-371674075</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:04:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 3)</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">MrSarcasticBeast</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/r/mrsarcasticbeast.gif?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~MrSarcasticBeast</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Just some thoughts of mine. Pretty much what this entire series will be filled with. Lol! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ The People In Our World&hellip;.<br /><br />&ldquo;Random musings installment 3; and the thing I want to just&hellip;..&rsquo;talk&rsquo; about, if you will, is the people in &lsquo;our world.&rsquo; And what I mean by that is the people in our space, not in the general term &lsquo;world,&rsquo; but the term that is only specific to one human being interacting with others that eventually create a channel of relationships. For example: You&rsquo;re best friends with someone else. Whatever, and you&rsquo;re hangin&rsquo; out, chillin&rsquo; and all that fun stuff. Should we be obligated to talk to and exchange thoughts and ideas with your best friend&rsq ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Just some thoughts of mine. Pretty much what this entire series will be filled with. Lol! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Cindy</title>
                <link>http://elorecohlt.deviantart.com/art/Cindy-372803510</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 13:01:26 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Cindy</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EloreCohlt</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/l/elorecohlt.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://elorecohlt.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~EloreCohlt</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ ... Yep, Cindy's been a mother for years. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ She breastfeeds kittens behind closed doors. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ ... Yep, Cindy's been a mother for years. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>eyelids</title>
                <link>http://nonsensequeen.deviantart.com/art/eyelids-372075607</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 19:31:37 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">eyelids</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">NonsenseQueen</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/o/nonsensequeen.gif?12</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://nonsensequeen.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~NonsenseQueen</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ a thought on eyelids. i love six word stories, guys. like, a lot. they're just little thoughts on the world and i dont have to write really long poems to describe the thoughts! not to mention that the community is AWESOME ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ hanging curtains over the soul's windows ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ a thought on eyelids. i love six word stories, guys. like, a lot. they're just little thoughts on the world and i dont have to write really long poems to describe the thoughts! not to mention that the community is AWESOME ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>44. Hate</title>
                <link>http://theolivethief14.deviantart.com/art/44-Hate-368959235</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:10:05 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">44. Hate</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">theolivethief14</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/theolivethief14.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://theolivethief14.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~theolivethief14</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />I really do. He's a stupid little failure of a philosopher. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><sub>My favorite number is 44. Da heck? XD<br /><br /></sub>Copyright ~<a class="u" href="http://theolivethief14.deviantart.com">theolivethief14</a> 2013 ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I hate your guts, Friedrick Nietzche. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />I really do. He's a stupid little failure of a philosopher. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><sub>My favorite number is 44. Da heck? XD<br /><br /></sub>Copyright ~<a class="u" href="http://theolivethief14.deviantart.com">theolivethief14</a> 2013 ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Drunken Encounters</title>
                <link>http://the-saranator.deviantart.com/art/Drunken-Encounters-368735699</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 17:21:27 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Drunken Encounters</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">the-saranator</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/the-saranator.jpg?6</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://the-saranator.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~the-saranator</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Poor Damie. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Damien walked into my room expecting me to be moping about on the bed as usual; instead he found me in a peculiar position. "Um, Sarah? What are you....?" he asked nervously. <br />I hiccuped and nearly threw up, as I was hanging upside down off of my bed. It wasn't very comfortable but it wasn't like I was moving anywhere anytime soon. "Alpha, are you drunk?" Damien asked with a sigh, sitting on the edge of my bed.<br />His grey eyes were full of exasperation. I grinned a wide, sharp-toothed grin and replied, "High too -hic- very very -hic- high!" <br />He sighed and stopped down to help me up, for he is nearly seven feet tall while I am barely five. "N-hi ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Poor Damie. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 2)</title>
                <link>http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com/art/Random-Musings-Of-A-Sarcastic-Mind-Part-2-371346322</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 19:06:05 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 2)</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">MrSarcasticBeast</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/r/mrsarcasticbeast.gif?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~MrSarcasticBeast</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ There's nothing else that needs to be said 'cause this is where my mind goes all the time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> This actually helps push away darker thoughts. (Seriously) ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Episodes&hellip;.?<br /><br />&ldquo;So, I&rsquo;m back again. I don&rsquo;t know why I&rsquo;ve been inspired to write about nothing, but I am. But&hellip;&hellip;.is inspiration from nothing actually inspiration or simply wanting to write something? I often wonder what qualifies as inspiration, and can &ldquo;nothing&rdquo; be inspiration. I guess if that were the case there would be no such thing as writer&rsquo;s block. So in that regard nothing IS something. But&hellip;whatever. Why ramble on about nothing, when I can ramble about something?  <br />Hehe, the only reason I don&rsquo;t post this BS to journal entries is &lsquo;cause that would probably g ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ There's nothing else that needs to be said 'cause this is where my mind goes all the time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> This actually helps push away darker thoughts. (Seriously) ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Michael's Tickle Torture</title>
                <link>http://presidenttickle.deviantart.com/art/Michael-s-Tickle-Torture-373538629</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 08:52:04 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Michael's Tickle Torture</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">PresidentTickle</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://presidenttickle.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~PresidentTickle</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ You guys asked and I delivered. I really tickled Michael's feet good this time! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ So I have been waiting a long time to really tickle torture Michael. I have never been able to tickle him for a long period of time because I end up feeling bad for him after about a minute. But not this time. My parents told me to watch him while they went out and that&rsquo;s when I knew that Michael was gonna get it. Now normally I would find a reason to tickle Michael before I torture him but today I was just going to wait for Michael to drop his guard. Before he woke up I grabbed a piece of velcro and put it in my pocket. Then I sat on the couch. It wasn&rsquo;t long before Michael got up. He walked into the living room and lied down on  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ You guys asked and I delivered. I really tickled Michael's feet good this time! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Neji's torment</title>
                <link>http://gnilkcitxd.deviantart.com/art/Neji-s-torment-372260554</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 20:14:45 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Neji's torment</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">GnilkcitXD</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://gnilkcitxd.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~GnilkcitXD</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ ending anime week with a story request <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/>. by the way im going to be taking a brief break ever since i started drawing ive totally <br />been out of my studies devoting all my time to this which i love to do its just im messing up in school so im just gonna take saturday and sunday to do a little studying . ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[                         ''NEJI Neji'' ! Get back here ten ten said in a playful voice, ''i've got to keep moving she knows my secret '' said nenji .''listen nenji I just wanna talk to you'' ! Ten ten said while chuckling .''hmm yea right  I know she saw how I reacted when her finger jabbed me in the stomach I know exactly what she's up to. i've got to get outah here before gai an... &ldquo; before nenji could finish  he let out a brief grunt after gai with his tremendous speed tackled him to the ground. AH Ha well nenji ten ten says you've got a secret well im sure you wont mind if lee and I  test it out &ldquo;said gai sensei..<br /><br />             ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/137/f/6/neji_s_torment_by_gnilkcitxd-d65mu2y.jpg" height="193" width="261"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2013/137/f/6/neji_s_torment_by_gnilkcitxd-d65mu2y.jpg" height="111" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ ending anime week with a story request <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/>. by the way im going to be taking a brief break ever since i started drawing ive totally <br />been out of my studies devoting all my time to this which i love to do its just im messing up in school so im just gonna take saturday and sunday to do a little studying .<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2013/137/f/6/neji_s_torment_by_gnilkcitxd-d65mu2y.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>My shortest horror story...</title>
                <link>http://sonic8chilidog.deviantart.com/art/My-shortest-horror-story-371898559</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:24:08 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">My shortest horror story...</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">sonic8chilidog</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/o/sonic8chilidog.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://sonic8chilidog.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~sonic8chilidog</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ And oh my glob i made daddy kill it ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I found a spider in the house today. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ And oh my glob i made daddy kill it ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 4)</title>
                <link>http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com/art/Random-Musings-Of-A-Sarcastic-Mind-Part-4-371886094</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 18:10:33 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 4)</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">MrSarcasticBeast</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/r/mrsarcasticbeast.gif?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://mrsarcasticbeast.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~MrSarcasticBeast</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <i>"7 hours later (SpongeBob narrator voice guy impression), I'm in an awesome mood for a reason unknown to me. I just feel great right now."</i> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><br />Lol, I wrote these ramblings around 1 in the afternoon and pretty much forgot about 'em till now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> But I feel awesome! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Tired And Stuff&hellip;..<br /><br />&ldquo;Numero quatro. And to start this 4th part out, I just wanna say I&rsquo;m freezin&rsquo;, and I&rsquo;m tired. But to stimulate my mind, I&rsquo;m listenin&rsquo; to Flying Lotus&rsquo; &lsquo;Satellliiiiiiteee.&rsquo; And yes, that is the official name of that beat. I&rsquo;m also humming along with it and adlibbing because I&rsquo;m an artist at heart (But not really). At heart I think I&rsquo;m more of a self-deprecating POS. And of course by POS I mean &lsquo;positively outstanding stud.&rsquo; Haha, I know you agree.  <br />But&hellip;&hellip;..I had somewhat of a topic in mind for this part, but I forgot wha ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <i>"7 hours later (SpongeBob narrator voice guy impression), I'm in an awesome mood for a reason unknown to me. I just feel great right now."</i> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><br />Lol, I wrote these ramblings around 1 in the afternoon and pretty much forgot about 'em till now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="51" title="Laughing my ass off!"/> But I feel awesome! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Testing Gravity</title>
                <link>http://sheneedslove.deviantart.com/art/Testing-Gravity-371841056</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://sheneedslove.deviantart.com/art/Testing-Gravity-371841056</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 13:52:52 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Testing Gravity</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">SheNeedsLove</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/h/sheneedslove.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://sheneedslove.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~SheNeedsLove</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The part where he actually fell didn't happen. But it would have played out like that if he really did shove backwards like i know he wanted to do.<br /><br />*tch* His face is even sexier upside down, go figure right? ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ He leaned back in his chair looking at her standing behind him. Two chair legs came off the ground, "careful if you fall I won't catch you" she said.<br /><br />"Yes you will"<br /><br />"No I won't" He tilted the chair back further, smiling and looking her in the eyes as the chair slipped on the grass and he let gravity take over. She reached her arms out and slid under him to break his fall.<br /><br />He beamed at her, "See, told you."<br /><br />"Asshole..."  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The part where he actually fell didn't happen. But it would have played out like that if he really did shove backwards like i know he wanted to do.<br /><br />*tch* His face is even sexier upside down, go figure right? ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>(4.59)</title>
                <link>http://maimtorturekill.deviantart.com/art/4-59-371479336</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 14:00:24 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">(4.59)</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">maimtorturekill</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/a/maimtorturekill.jpg</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://maimtorturekill.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~maimtorturekill</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[  ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ my life, as it stands, <br />has coalesced, condensed, <br />into so many spilled pencils and a few haphazard ribs<br />splayed canvas-beige across my sheets,<br />the echoes of barking dogs nipping at the heels of my dreams. <br />for whatever reason, more than anytime before,<br />there is hidden meaning in everything i see;<br /><br />the streamers of spidersilk glinting silver and bright in pockets of sunlight from the branches of my dead brothers cherry tree,<br />tyrannical thunderclaps booming down from every storm three a.m has had to offer this week,<br />some kind of philosophical sledgehammer in the sunset knuckling toward my stretch of coastline even as i'm writing this.<br /><br />i'm sur ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Little Drawings Short Story final.</title>
                <link>http://neolupetrooper9893.deviantart.com/art/Little-Drawings-Short-Story-final-369543496</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 21:34:49 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Little Drawings Short Story final.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">NeoLupeTrooper9893</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/e/neolupetrooper9893.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://neolupetrooper9893.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *NeoLupeTrooper9893</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here's a revised version of the short story Little Drawings I did, this time from Amelia's perspective. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/123/7/a/little_drawings_short_story_final__by_neolupetrooper9893-d640ll4.jpg" height="1159" width="1380"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here's a revised version of the short story Little Drawings I did, this time from Amelia's perspective.<br /><div><img src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/123/7/a/little_drawings_short_story_final__by_neolupetrooper9893-d640ll4.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>OFF Theories</title>
                <link>http://husyada.deviantart.com/art/OFF-Theories-371838495</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://husyada.deviantart.com/art/OFF-Theories-371838495</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 13:38:33 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">OFF Theories</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">HusYada</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/u/husyada.png?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://husyada.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~HusYada</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I haven't posted anything in a while, here's some OFF crap <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/><br />Yeh, so of these may already exist but I don't know <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/m/mad.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":X" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="400" title=":X (Mad)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ OFF Theories<br /><br />Burnt<br /><br />Surely we've all heard that once you get to the final battle of the game, you see the batter's "true form", as if we were oblivious to it through out the whole game despite us controlling him. Now what if that was the case for Burnts? After all, the Bad Batter has a strong resemblance to most of the other specters in the game, which it should, including those dino burnt guys in Zone 3, there isn't much to prove this, but I thought it might be interesting.<br /><br />The 4th Wall<br /><br />Throughout the game, Zacharie constantly talks to you instead of the batter and always gives reminders this is all just a game, also The Judge speaks to y ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2013/135/9/b/off_theories_by_husyada-d65dsf3.png" height="198" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/135/9/b/off_theories_by_husyada-d65dsf3.png" height="99" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I haven't posted anything in a while, here's some OFF crap <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="574" title="I am a dummy!"/><br />Yeh, so of these may already exist but I don't know <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/m/mad.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":X" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="400" title=":X (Mad)"/><br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/135/9/b/off_theories_by_husyada-d65dsf3.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Writers Block</title>
                <link>http://muerte23.deviantart.com/art/Writers-Block-371680498</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:42:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Writers Block</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Muerte23</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/u/muerte23.png?5</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://muerte23.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Muerte23</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ doubt. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ The words are there waiting to be printed upon the paper, waiting for the smooth moments of graphite floating across the white landscape. For the ink to sink into the permanence that is literature. They wait, but all for naught. <br />	The words are there, but the fingers hesitate over each key uncertain of what order they must be dropped. Doubt lashes across each word, tearing them apart only to create individual letters. The masterpiece awaiting for its chance to be told, gone forever. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ doubt. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>her hearts story part 2</title>
                <link>http://askspooky.deviantart.com/art/her-hearts-story-part-2-371462681</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 12:35:19 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">her hearts story part 2</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AskSpooky</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/s/askspooky.png?6</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://askspooky.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~AskSpooky</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ yay ^^ so part 2 is up and i'm working on part 3 soon ^^<br />this is a fanfic of me and the members of hetalia, i do not own them one bit!<br /><br />pic base found on <a target="_self" href="http://momo-base.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/o/momo-base.png?5" alt=":iconmomo-base:" title="Momo-base" /></a> 's page ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Spooky was now about 3 weeks into her new school life, she was happy to be living in a nice apartment by herself as well. She had made many friends like Italy and Romano or Feliciano and Lovino as they liked to be called, she met Elizaveta who told her she was Hungary, plus Tino who was Finland. she loved her new friends and they loved  her too, plus no one cared that she was part cat, after all they were all countries, who were they to judge XD. after a while she found out the boy she met on the first  day was named Gilbert and he had a brother who she thought she also met named Ludwig, they seemed like really nice guys, plur Feli and Lugwig ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2013/133/3/1/her_hearts_story_part_2_by_askspooky-d655qft.png" height="316" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/133/3/1/her_hearts_story_part_2_by_askspooky-d655qft.png" height="150" width="142"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ yay ^^ so part 2 is up and i'm working on part 3 soon ^^<br />this is a fanfic of me and the members of hetalia, i do not own them one bit!<br /><br />pic base found on <a target="_self" href="http://momo-base.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/o/momo-base.png?5" alt=":iconmomo-base:" title="Momo-base" /></a> 's page<br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/133/3/1/her_hearts_story_part_2_by_askspooky-d655qft.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Beast</title>
                <link>http://ecoman22.deviantart.com/art/The-Beast-370764927</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 03:17:29 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Beast</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ecoman22</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/c/ecoman22.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ecoman22.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~ecoman22</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Couldn't sleep last night and came up with this.<br /><br /><br />As always, comments welcome <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Tonight I saw the shadow of the Underworld's winged minion from the light the bounced off of the side panel of my wardrobe. With every blink it grew closer and closer to me until my wardrobe and all light in my room vanished and turned into eternal blackness. With my blinds that are left barely open, it would have been next to impossible by the human eye to see me lying in my bed, hidden under the covers, but somehow it saw through the brick and mortar to my blue and semi panicked eyes. With every flap of its wings I could hear the wind rushing underneath it, creating a mini tornado circulating beneath my windowsill. The window panes and fram ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Couldn't sleep last night and came up with this.<br /><br /><br />As always, comments welcome <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>La verdad</title>
                <link>http://michilee.deviantart.com/art/La-verdad-370175392</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 21:43:40 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">La verdad</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Michilee</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/i/michilee.gif?14</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://michilee.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =Michilee</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Y eso señores no es mas ni menos que la verdad MI VERDAD como puedo responder como yo veo las cosas si alguno de ustedes cree y ve las cosas diferentes perfecto respeto sus opiniones no critiquen las mías solo doy respuesta a alguien  con lo que yo creo firmemente a esas interrogantes que hizo  y nadie me hará cambiar de opinión asi que si desean opinar háganlo pero no queriendo que cambie de pensar pues no sera solo díganlo de forma que me digan que eso piensan pero no que yo piense eso asi que libres de hablar pero no con la intencion de decirme que estoy equivocada eso es todo<br /><br /><br />respuesta para esto <a href="http://fav.me/d64e11t">[link]</a> tu preguntaste ¿verdad o mentira? mi respuesta es verdad pero al mismo tiempo ninguna ambas son la respuesta y al mismo tiempo ninguna lo sera te respondo de la mejor forma que puedo y podria poner mucho y mucho y mucho mas pero seria demasiado asi que simplemente te respondo como vi lo que escribiste y como ¿por que? me dio la gana me pusiste a pensar XD y ahi esta parte de lo que pense ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ La verdad mis queridos amigos no es absoluta<br />La verdad cambia ante los ojos de quien la mira <br />Creernos una mentira propia no es vivir en una mentira es nuestra verdad la que nosotros forjamos y creemos<br />La verdad es absoluta para uno <br />Nuestra realidad no siempre es la misma y por ende la verdad tampoco <br />Tu crees que alguien que vive en africa , italia, japon, donde quieras tu elige pensara igual que tu?<br />NO y no por eso sus creencias son mentiras o falsas  cierto?<br />Como dije y repito todo depende de quien mire y quien crea lo que crea <br />Aunque haga algo mal mientras el crea que lo que hizo no lo fue y estuvo bien siempre sera su verdad y su reali ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Y eso señores no es mas ni menos que la verdad MI VERDAD como puedo responder como yo veo las cosas si alguno de ustedes cree y ve las cosas diferentes perfecto respeto sus opiniones no critiquen las mías solo doy respuesta a alguien  con lo que yo creo firmemente a esas interrogantes que hizo  y nadie me hará cambiar de opinión asi que si desean opinar háganlo pero no queriendo que cambie de pensar pues no sera solo díganlo de forma que me digan que eso piensan pero no que yo piense eso asi que libres de hablar pero no con la intencion de decirme que estoy equivocada eso es todo<br /><br /><br />respuesta para esto <a href="http://fav.me/d64e11t">[link]</a> tu preguntaste ¿verdad o mentira? mi respuesta es verdad pero al mismo tiempo ninguna ambas son la respuesta y al mismo tiempo ninguna lo sera te respondo de la mejor forma que puedo y podria poner mucho y mucho y mucho mas pero seria demasiado asi que simplemente te respondo como vi lo que escribiste y como ¿por que? me dio la gana me pusiste a pensar XD y ahi esta parte de lo que pense ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Watch your step</title>
                <link>http://voiceless-song.deviantart.com/art/Watch-your-step-369375391</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 01:32:12 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Watch your step</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">voiceless-song</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/v/o/voiceless-song.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://voiceless-song.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~voiceless-song</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Submission for <a target="_self" href="http://sixwordstories.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/sixwordstories.jpg?5" alt=":iconsixwordstories:" title="SixWordStories" /></a> Prompt: word 'Below us' ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Below us: glass-top house of mosquitoes ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Submission for <a target="_self" href="http://sixwordstories.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/sixwordstories.jpg?5" alt=":iconsixwordstories:" title="SixWordStories" /></a> Prompt: word 'Below us' ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>What pride means to me</title>
                <link>http://vinngece.deviantart.com/art/What-pride-means-to-me-368351221</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 00:57:16 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">What pride means to me</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Vinngece</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/v/i/vinngece.png?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://vinngece.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Vinngece</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <a target="_self" href="http://biprideplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/i/biprideplz.png?1" alt=":iconbiprideplz:" title="biprideplz" /></a><br /><br />Please do not complain about your life or dump sob stories on me. I'm just going to block your comment. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I know a common argument against pride in an identity is, "You should be proud of your accomplishments, not of something you can't control." But that's not why I express my multisexual or polyamorous pride at all.<br /><br />My pride is NOT: "I'm so pleased with myself for being born this way. Go me!"<br /><br />My pride is NOT: "I'm more special, beautiful, and awesome than monogamous heterosexuals!"<br /><br />My pride is NOT: "I'm deliberately trying to piss people off by constantly bringing up my sexuality."<br /><br />My pride IS: "I refuse to think of myself as inferior to monogamous heterosexuals. I refuse to be a victim of people's remarks, exclusion, and stereotypes. I wil ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <a target="_self" href="http://biprideplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/i/biprideplz.png?1" alt=":iconbiprideplz:" title="biprideplz" /></a><br /><br />Please do not complain about your life or dump sob stories on me. I'm just going to block your comment. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Tiny Pupils</title>
                <link>http://underneath-infinity.deviantart.com/art/Tiny-Pupils-368219161</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 12:31:51 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Tiny Pupils</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">underneath-infinity</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/u/n/underneath-infinity.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://underneath-infinity.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~underneath-infinity</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So yeah,<br />My apologies for not getting Johnny's Story finished sooner.<br />I hope this will suffice until then.<br /><br />Yeah,<br />This is a true story.<br />It's not supposed to be creepypasta or anything.<br />Just an experience. <br /><br />This event really made me wonder.<br /><br />What had happened?<br />Who was that figure?<br /><br /><br /><br />Is this reality? ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ For the record this is a true story.<br /><br />It was maybe 3 months ago.<br />I was home alone at about 7:30 at night after school. <br />I had been working on some homework, when I started hearing some strange noises from outside my bedroom door.<br /><br />I got up from my desk chair, and walked out the door.<br />The only thing I heard was silence.<br />So, I turned around and walked back into my bedroom.<br />Just before I made it back to my desk I started hearing the noises again.<br />It seemed that they were coming from outside my front door, in my front yard.<br /><br />So, I walked down the stairs to the door.<br />I had thought that perhaps it was the neighborhood kids making a scene. <br />I looked ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ So yeah,<br />My apologies for not getting Johnny's Story finished sooner.<br />I hope this will suffice until then.<br /><br />Yeah,<br />This is a true story.<br />It's not supposed to be creepypasta or anything.<br />Just an experience. <br /><br />This event really made me wonder.<br /><br />What had happened?<br />Who was that figure?<br /><br /><br /><br />Is this reality? ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Encounters - Damien / Ivan V.</title>
                <link>http://angelwingss07.deviantart.com/art/Encounters-Damien-Ivan-V-373139630</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 07:31:00 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Encounters - Damien / Ivan V.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AngelWingss07</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/angelwingss07.jpg?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://angelwingss07.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~AngelWingss07</media:copyright>
            <media:community>
                <media:tags>@Brand_Zess</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sup> Oh my. This is the first time I've written a story like this. This is a unique story, about my encounter with my good friend, Damien. Of sorts. My male alter ego stepped in. (I swear it all makes sense!) Enjoy c: </sup><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz" /></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz" /></a> <a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz" /></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz" /></a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ The sun was a brilliant orb in the sky, and as the clouds parted to reveal a glowing array of golden rays streaming down into the masses below, a man paused. He glanced up at the azure sky for a moment, as if deep in thought. His hair was an ebony black, and it fell in silky waves around his face, softly curling. His hair was thick and shoulder-length, immediately eye-catching at its essence.<br /><br />	His name was Damien.<br /><br />	His silhouette stood still against the brightened sky, and his blue eyes seemed to reflect the very sky he was painted against. And with a sigh he took a deep breath, shoved his hands into his pockets and continued his way forwar ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sup> Oh my. This is the first time I've written a story like this. This is a unique story, about my encounter with my good friend, Damien. Of sorts. My male alter ego stepped in. (I swear it all makes sense!) Enjoy c: </sup><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz" /></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz" /></a> <a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz" /></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz" /></a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>let's prove them wrong.</title>
                <link>http://laura-lie.deviantart.com/art/let-s-prove-them-wrong-373072244</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://laura-lie.deviantart.com/art/let-s-prove-them-wrong-373072244</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 19:39:42 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">let's prove them wrong.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Laura-Lie</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/a/laura-lie.jpg?9</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://laura-lie.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *Laura-Lie</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ sometimes art imitates life.<br /><br />Enjoy. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ &ldquo;Will you meet me halfway?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Of course.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;See you soon.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Soon isn&rsquo;t soon enough.&rdquo;<br /><br />After a hot and humid day under the sun, there had been enough moisture in the air to fuel the formation of a super cell.  The bow echo came in from the west, promising relief from the call of summer with a price.  It barrelled through sometime after night had fallen, when the city was lit by streetlamps swaying in the wind.  Pouring rain made everything slick and lightning shook the tallest buildings still under construction, but at least the air felt cooler for a moment.<br /><br />Once the rain had pitter-patte ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ sometimes art imitates life.<br /><br />Enjoy. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Elemental Change ~RP Prompt~</title>
                <link>http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Elemental-Change-RP-Prompt-372895181</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Elemental-Change-RP-Prompt-372895181</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 21:48:24 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Elemental Change ~RP Prompt~</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Taryndedoo</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/a/taryndedoo.png?15</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *Taryndedoo</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is the RP i created with Thomas <a href="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Thomas-the-Water-Elemental-372879346">[link]</a>, and Chad <a href="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Chad-the-Earth-Elemental-372879555">[link]</a><br /><br />I put alot of work into this rp ^^ and hope many others will role play this idea with me. I worked about three days or so on this! o-o and have been thinking about doing this idea for a long while. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ You know you are part elemental. You are ready to go and join your family friend, Thomas, and become a full fledged elemental! Thomas happily brings you up through the skies and to his house in the sky. There you settle in with your things and decide to wander the giant house and explore. You soon find Chad, another Elemental friend you know a bit. You haven't seen him for a while and happily greet him... but... he looks at you sadly, wondering why you are here. As you explain to him what's going on, he gets embarrassed,  confused, and angry that you would want to be Elemental. He tries to convince you to stop, but you don't want to leave. Yo ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is the RP i created with Thomas <a href="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Thomas-the-Water-Elemental-372879346">[link]</a>, and Chad <a href="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Chad-the-Earth-Elemental-372879555">[link]</a><br /><br />I put alot of work into this rp ^^ and hope many others will role play this idea with me. I worked about three days or so on this! o-o and have been thinking about doing this idea for a long while. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Beyond the Subconscious Mind (prose version)</title>
                <link>http://sandracaskey.deviantart.com/art/Beyond-the-Subconscious-Mind-prose-version-372847319</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 16:51:22 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Beyond the Subconscious Mind (prose version)</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">sandracaskey</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sandracaskey.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://sandracaskey.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~sandracaskey</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="210" title="Bullet; Red"/> <b>Poetic version (First Version) --&gt; <a href="http://fav.me/d63aaqd">[link]</a></b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="211" title="Bullet; Blue"/>The factual side of Beyond the Subconscious Mind --&gt; <a href="http://fav.me/d64wvlx">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[  Stretching across the room was the radiant glow from the moon. My curtain had just fallen from the weight of my foot. But the shine was not what had awakened me. Neither was it a dream. There was an odd sensation lurking about the shadows of my house. And I am possibly the only one, who felt this weird presence.<br /><br />	I had awakened in my own sweat, my clothes sticking to my moist body. I had to shift my body nearly ten times to regain conformability, but although I lay upon my back without an inch to move, I still felt abnormally aware of something.<br /><br />	Across the hall and into the family room, I could hear the clock singing to its regular rhythm ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="210" title="Bullet; Red"/> <b>Poetic version (First Version) --&gt; <a href="http://fav.me/d63aaqd">[link]</a></b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="211" title="Bullet; Blue"/>The factual side of Beyond the Subconscious Mind --&gt; <a href="http://fav.me/d64wvlx">[link]</a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare - Ch 1</title>
                <link>http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com/art/Angelic-Dream-or-Demonic-Nightmare-Ch-1-371987431</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com/art/Angelic-Dream-or-Demonic-Nightmare-Ch-1-371987431</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 10:46:19 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare - Ch 1</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ICreateWolf13</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/c/icreatewolf13.gif?15</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~ICreateWolf13</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Just ended up watching my dad playing a new PC game and got a story idea. Plus the anime 'Blood' also gave me some of the ideas, I started watching it recently. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Red sky loomed over me. Black crows flew in circles further ahead, falling to the ground, one by one. The grass was a beautiful green with small white flowers layering the dirt.<br /><br />I walked slowly towards the circle of dead crows and stopped.<br /><br />A girl. A girl the age of eight years old.<br /><br />She stood there staring at me. I did the same.<br /><br />The girl was short, wearing a shredded brown dress that went to her knees and was barefoot. She had long brown hair. Her face was covered with shadow.<br /><br />A crow flew down to her, talons ready as if to attack.<br /><br />But it only bounced off the air surrounding her and fell to the ground. Dead.<br /><br />More followed shortly after,  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Just ended up watching my dad playing a new PC game and got a story idea. Plus the anime 'Blood' also gave me some of the ideas, I started watching it recently. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Pokemon Armageddon The Beginning Part-3</title>
                <link>http://storywriter12.deviantart.com/art/Pokemon-Armageddon-The-Beginning-Part-3-373126226</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://storywriter12.deviantart.com/art/Pokemon-Armageddon-The-Beginning-Part-3-373126226</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 05:28:25 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Pokemon Armageddon The Beginning Part-3</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Storywriter12</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/t/storywriter12.png?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://storywriter12.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Storywriter12</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is quite violent to be honest. Mainly because of how the villain does his plan. As usual, leave a comment below. Enjoy <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[  Ares stood there for a moment until he says, "No...*looks at Reiki* but I will be taking my son back." Then he Soccer Kicks Fang in the face. Fang slams into the wall and fell to the ground. When struggled to get up he yelled, "All right boys, take him out!" The Mightyenas and two Rhyperiors circled around Ares to keep him from escaping. The Rhyperiors charged at him with full speed. Ares sidekicked the first Rhyperior in the face and then the second one with blinding speeds, toppling the Rhyperiors to the ground. All of the Mightyena's charged at Ares, until Ares zipped right through them and sent all of the Mightyena's aloft.The Rhyperiors ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is quite violent to be honest. Mainly because of how the villain does his plan. As usual, leave a comment below. Enjoy <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="366" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare? CH 3</title>
                <link>http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com/art/Angelic-Dream-or-Demonic-Nightmare-CH-3-373096549</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com/art/Angelic-Dream-or-Demonic-Nightmare-CH-3-373096549</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 22:57:04 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare? CH 3</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ICreateWolf13</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/c/icreatewolf13.gif?15</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~ICreateWolf13</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Chairmode Activated. *BOOP*. XD I loves pewdiepie.. Anyways, here is chapter three. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I would find out sooner or later, but for now i needed to focus.<br /><br />A few hours later it was lunch time. I sat at my usual table, completely alone with no one to talk to.<br /><br />My sister was good at making friends. She already had so many. But me? Im kind of a loner. I had a few friends in Wontana, but they rarely hang out with me.<br /><br />I sat there, poking at the fruit slices in my bowl. I wasnt really hungry. How could I be?<br /><br />Anytime I were to swallow anything, there would be a large amount of pain in my stomach.<br /><br />I hate this city. I hate the neighborhood. I hate the school.<br /><br />I hate the people.<br /><br />The kids from earlier sat at the table behind me. They us ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Chairmode Activated. *BOOP*. XD I loves pewdiepie.. Anyways, here is chapter three. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Exploring Cade</title>
                <link>http://presidenttickle.deviantart.com/art/Exploring-Cade-373090855</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://presidenttickle.deviantart.com/art/Exploring-Cade-373090855</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 21:57:55 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Exploring Cade</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">PresidentTickle</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/presidenttickle.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://presidenttickle.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~PresidentTickle</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Just a dream I had that really made me want to write more tickle stories like this. Enjoy! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Exploring Cade<br />So a few nights ago I had this dream. I won&rsquo;t spend a lot of time explaining it so I&rsquo;ll just tell you the dream&hellip; enjoy!<br /><br />I opened my eyes, I was in a massive white room. I looked around and squinted. I couldn&rsquo;t really see anything. I called out to see if I got a response. And I did. From behind me I heard a very faint muffled cry. I ran in the direction of the noise and very quickly came to a table. On this table, was a good friend of mine. His name is Cade. He is about 4&rsquo;5&rdquo; with Justin bieber style bowl cut hair and size 6 and a half shoe. He was tied to this table with his hands above his  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Just a dream I had that really made me want to write more tickle stories like this. Enjoy! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Sportsmanship(?)</title>
                <link>http://pkmntrainerzelpher.deviantart.com/art/Sportsmanship-373065724</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://pkmntrainerzelpher.deviantart.com/art/Sportsmanship-373065724</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 19:09:08 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Sportsmanship(?)</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">PkMnTrainerZelpher</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/k/pkmntrainerzelpher.jpg?6</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://pkmntrainerzelpher.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =PkMnTrainerZelpher</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Typhie wanted this posted, so thank him. They're so cute as they're small ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[      Of the Vanna region, Essy, Typhie, and I were walking around in an old building, where I was getting the feel of the history, what all could have happened. As I was lost in thought, just standing there, Typhie was doing what I didn't see coming. <br />     He was playing chess with an invisable opponent. I found it cute and beneficial(even though most would find it quite creepy and/or scary), as Eassy also thought so, too. Essy and I walked closer to watch the match, and what a match it was. In fact, it was quite in the midst of a heated battle, for both sides. He, even the atmosphere may have suggested that an earthquake wouldn't have interr ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Typhie wanted this posted, so thank him. They're so cute as they're small ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Mary's Smoking Toes  (A *Ticklish* Situation)</title>
                <link>http://osco89.deviantart.com/art/Mary-s-Smoking-Toes-A-Ticklish-Situation-372144885</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 07:52:47 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Mary's Smoking Toes  (A *Ticklish* Situation)</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">osco89</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://osco89.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~osco89</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Mary's smoking toes, literally. I put her in a real hot spot, hope you enjoy ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ This happened a while ago and I almost forgot to tell it. Don't worry Mary's precious feet were safe the whole time but she didn't know and it was pure fun for me and pure torture for her.<br /><br />We were at the Tavern and I went to my truck to get a cigar and Mary stepped out for a cigarette. It was rather chilly so as I sat in my truck, ready to light my cigar, Mary knocked on the passenger door window and asked if I minded if she smoked in my truck.<br /><br />I told it was alright as long as she had the window part down for the ashes and smoke. I started my truck to warm it up and I asked if I could have a cigarette cause I didn't feel like smoking this b ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Mary's smoking toes, literally. I put her in a real hot spot, hope you enjoy ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Sorteo de posters YAOI!!!</title>
                <link>http://niky-chan.deviantart.com/art/Sorteo-de-posters-YAOI-373231674</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 16:39:16 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Sorteo de posters YAOI!!!</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Niky-Chan</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/i/niky-chan.jpg?9</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://niky-chan.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Niky-Chan</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="357" title="Heart"/> <b>Lista de Participantes:</b><br /><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://july14jojojoth.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/u/july14jojojoth.jpg?4" alt=":iconjuly14jojojoth:" title="july14jojojoth" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://karlastarfani.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/a/karlastarfani.png?5" alt=":iconkarlastarfani:" title="karlastarfani" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://therockangel.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/therockangel.jpg?5" alt=":icontherockangel:" title="therockangel" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://yazmina92.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/a/yazmina92.gif?2" alt=":iconyazmina92:" title="Yazmina92" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://yukiruazu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/u/yukiruazu.gif?5" alt=":iconyukiruazu:" title="yukiruazu" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://eve-chan18.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/eve-chan18.gif?7" alt=":iconeve-chan18:" title="Eve-chan18" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://psln.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/s/psln.jpg?2" alt=":iconpsln:" title="psln" /></a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ &bull; Para los que ya conocen mi habitación sabrán que está llena de poster, sobre todo yaoi. Últimamente organizándola me vi obligada a sacar algunos para hacer espacio y decidí donar tres de ellos, ya que sino los tendría que guardar y antes de eso prefiero que otros los aprovechen.<br />&bull; No voy a decir de que series son porque quiero que sea sorpresa, lo que si tengan en cuenta que son usados (Esto incluye que estén algo quemados por el sol y gastados detrás por la cinta adhesiva) pero realmente están en muy buen estado.<br />&bull; Realmente me gustaría que cualquiera del DA los pueda ganar, pero me temo que por cuestiones de distancia solo  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="357" title="Heart"/> <b>Lista de Participantes:</b><br /><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://july14jojojoth.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/u/july14jojojoth.jpg?4" alt=":iconjuly14jojojoth:" title="july14jojojoth" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://karlastarfani.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/a/karlastarfani.png?5" alt=":iconkarlastarfani:" title="karlastarfani" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://therockangel.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/therockangel.jpg?5" alt=":icontherockangel:" title="therockangel" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://yazmina92.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/a/yazmina92.gif?2" alt=":iconyazmina92:" title="Yazmina92" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://yukiruazu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/y/u/yukiruazu.gif?5" alt=":iconyukiruazu:" title="yukiruazu" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://eve-chan18.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/eve-chan18.gif?7" alt=":iconeve-chan18:" title="Eve-chan18" /></a><br />- <a target="_self" href="http://psln.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/s/psln.jpg?2" alt=":iconpsln:" title="psln" /></a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Skyrim ~RP Prompt~</title>
                <link>http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com/art/Skyrim-RP-Prompt-371507332</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 16:38:31 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Skyrim ~RP Prompt~</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Taryndedoo</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://taryndedoo.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *Taryndedoo</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Tis a Skyrim rp that i hope will last XD but i doubt it... not many people play it. Even if thats so, please try!! Also you have no idea what gender this person is, but they are quite attractive in a personality and skill sense XD<br /><br />If you have questions ASK!!! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Skyrim Roleplay<br /><br />You are on a journey through skyrim. Along the way you have been through many towns and "dungeons" and have become a decent fighter. One day on your journey you are attacked by an 3 ice trolls! AND an ice dragon!!! At the same time!!! (This can actually happen in the game) you are still lowly skilled and very much afraid! You can't run, your too tired! Suddenly a figure in dwarven armor (only the helmet and chest plates) jumps over the trolls slashing them dead, they jump up onto the dragons head and stab right through it! You're stuck in awe at the event, mostly happy you are unharmed, for the most part. You look up at the f ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Tis a Skyrim rp that i hope will last XD but i doubt it... not many people play it. Even if thats so, please try!! Also you have no idea what gender this person is, but they are quite attractive in a personality and skill sense XD<br /><br />If you have questions ASK!!! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>A Secret between Friends</title>
                <link>http://wolflover889.deviantart.com/art/A-Secret-between-Friends-370997315</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 08:27:49 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">A Secret between Friends</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">WolfLover889</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://wolflover889.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~WolfLover889</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Minecraft short story JeromeASF+BajanCanadian<br />This is my first yaoi story. hope you guys like it! If you want me to do more of these sort of stories, minecrafter yaoi, then I'll take suggestions for the characters and i'll give you a shout out for the idea! stay tuned for more stories! A chapter will definetly be going up next week!<br />Chat with you guys later! Buy! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Jerome sat at the bar, in the mini game called bar fight, trying to decide whether or not to have another drink.<br />Mitch walked into the bar and sat next to his friend. He was sweating because he was deciding whether or not to ask Jerome or not. He didn't know how Jerome would act if it didn't go well he would lose a great friend.<br />"Hey Mitch!" Jerome greeted his friend. "What do you think, Tokelau or Whisky?"<br />"U, Jerome? I've got something to ask you..." Mitch said rubbing the back of his head with his hand nervously.<br />"Yeah, what is it biggums?" Jerome asked turning to look at his buddy.<br />Mitch shivered. If anyone could be understanding it was J ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Minecraft short story JeromeASF+BajanCanadian<br />This is my first yaoi story. hope you guys like it! If you want me to do more of these sort of stories, minecrafter yaoi, then I'll take suggestions for the characters and i'll give you a shout out for the idea! stay tuned for more stories! A chapter will definetly be going up next week!<br />Chat with you guys later! Buy! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Themes for B part 3</title>
                <link>http://lockjawfan2020.deviantart.com/art/Themes-for-B-part-3-370886531</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 17:29:43 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Themes for B part 3</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Lockjawfan2020</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/o/lockjawfan2020.gif?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://lockjawfan2020.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Lockjawfan2020</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Okay If you Read Pats one and Two thanks if not go back and read theme Now more importantly According to Vanessa<a target="_self" href="http://xparttimeangelx.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/x/p/xparttimeangelx.gif?2" alt=":iconxparttimeangelx:" title="xparttimeangelx" /></a> all the HeartBreakers Besides Penny of Course are single go figure. Now about My Decision for Razor That was a coin flip so Yeah ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Once again like parts one and two Artist than song but this time with feeling.<br /><br />TRTLXBelle Eric Benet "Real Love"<br />AbelXAzalea Bebe and Cece Winans "Close To You"<br />CharlieXRegina R.Kelly "Step In The Name Of Love"<br />JamieXMica Jay-Z and Mr.Hudson "Young Forever"<br />TimXKali Cascada "Everytime We Touch"<br />JimXCoryn Alicia Keys "You Don't Know My Name"<br />JimmyXAlysa Anna Gholston "Where The Wind Blows" <br />Bon-BonXViola Zapp&Rogers "Computer Love"<br />AntonioXAmelie Sixpence Non The Richer "Kiss Me"<br />CodyXChristie R.Kelly And Celine Dion "I'm Your Angel"<br />DennisXDot The Posies "Love Comes"<br />RoyXCarly Ne-Yo "Wife Her"<br />ZekeXTerri One Republic "All We Are"<br />JerichoXRea ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Okay If you Read Pats one and Two thanks if not go back and read theme Now more importantly According to Vanessa<a target="_self" href="http://xparttimeangelx.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/x/p/xparttimeangelx.gif?2" alt=":iconxparttimeangelx:" title="xparttimeangelx" /></a> all the HeartBreakers Besides Penny of Course are single go figure. Now about My Decision for Razor That was a coin flip so Yeah ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>White on Black</title>
                <link>http://absolutedragon.deviantart.com/art/White-on-Black-370281251</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 13:26:54 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">White on Black</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AbsoluteDragon</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/b/absolutedragon.png?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://absolutedragon.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~AbsoluteDragon</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is a story inspired by one of the craziest, scariest things that ever happened to me. If you aren't scared by a bad crash, you must be a robot or something. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="100" title="Giggle"/><br />As usual, critiques are welcome. All I ask is to be nice, ok? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/happybounce.gif" width="17" height="23" alt=":happybounce:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="599" title=":happybounce:"/><br />This was submitted to <a target="_self" href="http://writers--club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/r/writers--club.gif?3" alt=":iconwriters--club:" title="Writers--club" /></a>'s yearly contest, Round III: "What Lies at the Farthest Ends" prompt.<br />Critique link for The Writing Revolution: <a href="http://thewrittenrevolution.deviantart.com/art/The-Colour-of-Dirt-368123381?q=gallery%3AtheWrittenRevolution%2F23879765&qo=0">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ White on Black<br /><br />Sometimes, things happen that make you say to yourself, &ldquo;What did I do to deserve this?&rdquo; That day was one of those days. It was just after my shift at the grocery store where I worked. The time was ten-thirty at night. Finally, after busting my tail for six hours, I was ready to return home for some well-deserved rest. I stood at the exit doors, ready to enjoy my temporary freedom. <br />There was a problem with my plans, though. It had been snowing and windy all day. Ice and frost covered my entire road home. Not that this was unusual. It was the middle of February after all. Winter always involves ice and snow, unless ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is a story inspired by one of the craziest, scariest things that ever happened to me. If you aren't scared by a bad crash, you must be a robot or something. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="100" title="Giggle"/><br />As usual, critiques are welcome. All I ask is to be nice, ok? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/happybounce.gif" width="17" height="23" alt=":happybounce:" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="599" title=":happybounce:"/><br />This was submitted to <a target="_self" href="http://writers--club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/r/writers--club.gif?3" alt=":iconwriters--club:" title="Writers--club" /></a>'s yearly contest, Round III: "What Lies at the Farthest Ends" prompt.<br />Critique link for The Writing Revolution: <a href="http://thewrittenrevolution.deviantart.com/art/The-Colour-of-Dirt-368123381?q=gallery%3AtheWrittenRevolution%2F23879765&qo=0">[link]</a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>El parque</title>
                <link>http://drakon10mnt.deviantart.com/art/El-parque-369197652</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 03:55:37 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">El parque</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">drakon10mnt</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://drakon10mnt.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~drakon10mnt</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[  ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ El calor me atolondraba, así que decidí refugiarme en el fresco abrazo de una sombra, acompañada por una botella de yogur líquido.<br /><br />Hallé un banco en el parque de la plaza Mansuetos, pegado al antiguo matadero (reconvertido en escuela de música).<br /><br />Intentaba no pensar en los veintiséis grados que marcaba el termómetro de una farmacia cercana, mientras el aire fresco me arrullaba.<br /><br />Demasiado calor para esta época del año en Teruel. Además, casi no ha llovido.<br />He de levantarme para volver a casa, pero mi cuerpo se niega a abandonar este placentero lugar. Me falta echarm ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Katsuko Ultimate 2</title>
                <link>http://thecupking.deviantart.com/art/Katsuko-Ultimate-2-368629314</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 06:30:35 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Katsuko Ultimate 2</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Stories &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/stories</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">TheCupking</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://thecupking.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~TheCupking</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ "Katsuko ultimate" is a collection of stories by different authors about Katsuko, the strongest being in the existence.<br />The stories have the forms of dialogue between the asian goddess and another character.<br />After each paragraph the character changes, with his/her personal point of view.<br />Here Katsuko begins.<br />The story is a fanwork, out from the official Katsuko saga that you can find in gallery and journal of Michelangeli.<br />"Katsuko" is a propety of Michelangeli. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "Wh-?! What on-?!" I try to pull my sword free, tugging with all my might... But I may as well try to be pulling on the sword in the stone, unable to move it even a hair. That's when the sheer impossibility of Katsuko hits me and I let go, just falling to my knees on the grass. I almost don't notice it over my shock... But the sight of her writhing in such extacy... It's more than a little...<br />Arousing? This isn't the time or place, surely..?<br />Katsuko Michelangeli says<br />My moans creating such powerful winds, that they knock over trees and boulders and throwing you against the stonewall behind you. You could only gaze in awe and arousal, as the m ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ "Katsuko ultimate" is a collection of stories by different authors about Katsuko, the strongest being in the existence.<br />The stories have the forms of dialogue between the asian goddess and another character.<br />After each paragraph the character changes, with his/her personal point of view.<br />Here Katsuko begins.<br />The story is a fanwork, out from the official Katsuko saga that you can find in gallery and journal of Michelangeli.<br />"Katsuko" is a propety of Michelangeli. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Out With a Whimper, Out With a Bang</title>
                <link>http://whatmadnessisthis.deviantart.com/art/Out-With-a-Whimper-Out-With-a-Bang-367868816</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2013 18:27:04 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Out With a Whimper, Out With a Bang</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:copyright url="http://whatmadnessisthis.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~whatMadnessIsThis</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, in school we're writing vignettes about stuff. The assignment was 'What I Carry' <br /><br />And this happened. Yes, somewhat dramatized, but the bones of it are pretty true. Look, if you know me IRL, leave me alone about it, okay? Thanks! I liked this piece of writing, figured I'd share it. <br /><br />Hey, look! Something I own! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Our parents- two moms- and a doorway are all that lie between us.<br /><br />The porch lights aren&rsquo;t so bright, washing out what little I can see of his face into half shadow like an old, faded photograph.<br /><br />Maybe that&rsquo;s what the memory is like now, an old photograph that will just dry up and disappear some day. It will just be poof, gone, out with a whimper instead of a bang.<br /><br />Somehow, looking back, I feel like it should have been raining, despite the fact that it would have ruined the day. A day at the fair a town over, their population higher than the three hundred we have at home in Peacham.<br /><br />They had enough people to mean rides and game ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Well, in school we're writing vignettes about stuff. The assignment was 'What I Carry' <br /><br />And this happened. Yes, somewhat dramatized, but the bones of it are pretty true. Look, if you know me IRL, leave me alone about it, okay? Thanks! I liked this piece of writing, figured I'd share it. <br /><br />Hey, look! Something I own! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>a bad dream i had</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 12:19:05 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">a bad dream i had</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ so i had this space ship that i could travel really far with.. and tho it took hours, i could travel to parallel worlds just like earth and visit the people n' stuff.<br /><br />it was a way to get away from this worlds' darkness.. <br />but really i was just trading one problem for another<br /><br />deep down my heart told me not to, but i listened to my head instead.<br /><br />.... so i would visit this world with my space ship and i found an apartment building while there.  i landed and checked it out, and met 4 people who lived there.<br /><br />i got acquainted and we enjoyed each others company.  i would hang out, and i came back and visited several times.<br />and tho these people w ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare? CH 2</title>
                <link>http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com/art/Angelic-Dream-or-Demonic-Nightmare-CH-2-372096656</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:28:06 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare? CH 2</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ICreateWolf13</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://icreatewolf13.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~ICreateWolf13</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Yayz! Chapter two! I am going to try and make this story into a book. I have the looks of the characters and even the entire story planned out!! Well.. not the entire things buit.. hehe <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="417" title="Sweating a little..."/> Oh well...<br /><br />AND PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. CONTAINS BEATING, BRUISES AND BULLYING. IM NOT EVEN SURE I SHOULD HAVE PUT THIS UNDER MATURE CONTENT XD ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ My thoughts were interrupted by Angels voice.<br /><br />"Hannah, I forgot my notebook, it has the map to my classes. Do you mind if I run back and get it?"<br /><br />I gave her a thumbs up and she took me to the side of the walk, by a bench.<br /><br />She ran back down our street towards our house.<br /><br />What I would give to be back in Montana. To be surrounded by bears, wolves, porcupine and caribou. In the small little hut we lived in surrounded by nature with no electronics.<br /><br />But my mother wanted to move to a city. So we did, we got a normal house, and cell phones.<br /><br />I didn't like it.<br /><br />If you haven't guessed already, my family is Sioux. Our ancestors have been living ther ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Yayz! Chapter two! I am going to try and make this story into a book. I have the looks of the characters and even the entire story planned out!! Well.. not the entire things buit.. hehe <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="417" title="Sweating a little..."/> Oh well...<br /><br />AND PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. CONTAINS BEATING, BRUISES AND BULLYING. IM NOT EVEN SURE I SHOULD HAVE PUT THIS UNDER MATURE CONTENT XD ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>A Joke! (with a serious twist) :D</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 09:16:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">A Joke! (with a serious twist) :D</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">SrTw</media:credit>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Q.  What is the difference between a free-thinking, talented, individual person, and the multi-national gangstalker / non-consensual weapons testing collaboration?<br /><br />A.  One is full of idiosyncracies an the other is full of synchronised idiocies. ]]></media:text>            
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