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[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]Tanya waved to her friends, and started jogging home. She made it back, and was met by Devimon at the door. She was wahcked in the back of the legs by the Digimon's tails. "You lost!" Tan looked at Devimon. "How did you... oh. Salamon told you, didn't she?" Devimon snorted. "Come on! Davis made dinner!" SHe took off down the hall towards the kitchen. With a sigh, Tan followed. Davis smile dat her as she walked in. "Devimon told me you lost." Tnaya sat down, her face twisted. "Yeah. We would have won if Kayla hadn't shown up. I was kickin' butt, too!" Davis set down something in front of her, and ruffled her cropped hair. "Don't worry. If you get to play her again, you can teach her a lesosn then, eh?" Tanya forced a smile, and ate. She quickly took a shower, and said, "Devimon! Lets go Digital,okay?" Devimon jumped up into her lap, Digivice in her mouth. "Hwe-ptooy!" SHe spit it out, and Tanya held up the Digivice to the computer screen. "DigiPort Open!" They were warped, and Devimon was Doubledevimon. The large four tailed fox shook herself.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[QUOTE=Balinese][FONT=Comic Sans MS] the actual quote is from Mel Brooks. it says: "Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die."[/FONT][/QUOTE] Well, that was as close as I could get from memory. I thought of another one: GIANT....DONUTS!! - Joey Wheeler Sorry, I just love that one. ^^ Its funny! Ethernet (n): something used to catch the etherbunny ^^ Twas appropriote, seeing as Sunday was Easter. And now, a Jim Carey quote(lol): "I refuse to believe that I'm a better actor than myself!"

Whoa. Again. ^^ Yeah, my mom has a lighter with a quote that says, 'Beware of stoopid people in gruops.' My thought was, how htey ever managed to spell people correctly is beyond me. 'SOmetimes I wake up grumpy. Sometimes I let him sleep.' Ah, the pleasure of Gas STation license plates! 'Oooooooooooohhhhh, super caloused fragile mystic plauged with ahlitosis.' Inside joke... very inside. 'YOu can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice! You can choose from phantom fears, or kindness that can kill I will choose a path thats clear I will choose Free Will' My fave quote of all time. It takes one tree to make 10,000 matches, but one match to burn 10,000 trees. Quitters never win, and winners never quit, but those who never quit AND never win are idiots. Proofread carefully to see if you any words out. - Moi *giggle* Incoming fire has the right of way. If it's stupid but works, it isn't stupid. More to come! EDIT: One more... 'Tragic is when I break a nail. Funny is when you fall into a sewer and kill yourself.'

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]I hope I can join! I was looking for a Pokemon RPG, and this sounds cooL! Name: Jiae Tanya Carmichaels (name pronounced Jay) Age: 14 Description: [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=18622]Minus the tail. ANd the cat...[/url] Personality: Friendly, funny, a total goof. She ahs a short temper, and has numorous mood swings. Her friends are used to it, but it kinda freaks some people out... Bio: One of Lena's friends, she also thought she was a normal trainer. She loved Dratini, and was constantly striving to evovle it. She admired her friends Eevee and the two Eevee's train together. She was having a picknic when she first saw a Shadow Pokemon, and it attacked her Eevee. Dratini battled it, adn it disappeared. When Lena joined the union, Jiae followed. Starting Pokemon: Dratini and Eevee Shadow Pokemon You Catch: Dragonair, Dragonite, Umbreon, and Espeon Side: Good [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange][u]Stats[/u] [b]Name:[/b] Jiae 'Foxy' Wren [b]Race:[/b] Waska [b]Age:[/b] 25 (about 19 in human years) [b]Sex:[/b] Female [b]Class:[/b] Mage [b]Weapon of Choice:[/b] Quarter staff with a sharp metal cap at one end [b]Brief Stat Description:[/b] Not very strong, but moves with incredible speed. Has a high level of flexability. [u]Appearance[/u] [b]Eyes:[/b] Green with gold flecks [b]Hair:[/b] Chestnut (dark borwn with gold streaks) [b]Skin:[/b] Deep tan [b]Build:[/b] Slim, but also somewhat muscular. Wiry muscles. Finley curved. [b]Tail:[/b] Dark brown with red [u]Preferences[/u] [b]Fav. Color:[/b] Green [b]Likes:[/b] Astrology, males (lol) [b]Dislikes:[/b] Grumpy people [b]Wears:[/b] A black pleated mini-skirt, a white long-sleeved peasant shirt, black vest, white knee socks, and black school shoes. [b]Bio:[/b] Has been a free spirit her whole life, and can never be tied down. She has a hard time with permanent relationships because of this, but is very friendly and flirtacious. She is very good at assassination, and even better a free-for-all fighting. She is so much of a flirt that those who know her call her 'Foxy', the nick name suitable. She looks more like she's part fox than part cat, though, and her tail is bushy, instead of slim like a cats. [b]All in all:[/b] The friendly type [u]Side of Conflict[/u] Vagrant[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] Is this good, babe?

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]Tanya was gathering her things from the warehouse office. Once again her fingers flew across the keyboard as her eyes flew across the screen. "Done." She snagged her jacket from by the door, but didn't put it on as she left. THe night was warm, oddly enough, and she wouldn't need it. SHe stayed to the shadows, silent as a cat. She blended perfectly, hense her nickname Moonshine. No one would see her, unless they knew exactly what they were looking for. Tanya spotted the Don's party, and her curiosoty got the better of her. SHe could feel the cold steel of her gun against her chest, and felt slightly reassured. She watched, and thought, [i]Cuáles son ellos que hacen...?[WHat are they doing...?][/i] Then she saw Songbird. OOC: *appluades* Yayness! ^_^[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]Trea laughed, and held up the camera, then blinked. "Mokuba? Mokuba? Mooooookuuuuuuuuubaaaaaaaa?" She called, searching for him. She went past him twenty tims, and stopped looking. Trea watched Joey die twice, and blinked. "Whoa... funky, dude!" SHe skipped around the island, her hair bouncing. SHe went back to her boat, changed into a bathing suit and went swimming. She was splashing around when Tristan jumped out, scaring her. Trea spasled around, shrieking. She said, "helP! I'm drowning! I'm dorwni-" SHe stood up, the watr only to her ankles. SHe glared at Tristan, red-faced, and started chasing him around.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Times New Roman][b]Name:[/b] Jiae Tanya Miriku [b]Sex:[/b] Female [b]Age/DOB:[/b] 98 years, March 13th 1905(young, ain't she?) [b]Eyes:[/b] Asian shaped, large, silver iris [b]Hair:[/b] Blac w/ silver & blue streaks, to her waist, loose [b]Height[/b]: 5'6" [b]Weight:[/b] 167 lbs. [b]Weapon:[/b] A long sword: its balde is long, and thin, and very sharp. A blue hand guard like dragon wings, and the sword-butt has a blue gem in it. [b]Ethnicity/country of origin:[/b] American(IE, she is a mix of a lot of different nationalities) [b]Occupation:[/b] Soccer player, karaoke(professional) [b]Current residence:[/b] Atlanta, Georgia [b]Alias:[/b] Kirsten Wilkes [b]Physical Description:[/b] Jiae has a sharp face, long limbs, and very tan complexion. Her muscles are firm, but small and wiry. She always has a smirk tugging at her lips. SHe has a nice singing voice, and can mimic anynbody, which makes her a great karaoke star. SHe is often seen wearing hip-huggers, t-shirts, tube tops, and sneakers. [b]Personality:[/b] Jiae has a ready laugh and a just as ready smile. Friendly, fun, and very flirtacious. Though all of these htings, she has a short temper, and is not easy to make happy afterwards. [b]Fighting Style:[/b] Free-form [b]Bio:[/b] Born and raised in the South, you could never tell. STick her in New York, and she'd fit right in. SHe has no trace of a southern accent. Jiae is a relativley high-tech chick, on the computer a lot. SHe plays soccer professionally, on the team 'Herricanes'. The name is a joke, since its an all female team, they put a e instead of a u. She seems only 20-some odd years, and acts like a young adult. Her life as a child was a little hectic, and she doesn't talk about it much. Her father dissappeared when she was little, and her motehr was killed when she was 6. She doesn't remember to much of the next thirty years after that, due to her random amnesia. Its hit twice since her mother died, and so if you ask her about her past, what she'll say is 'I don't remember.'[/FONT] I tried to fix it up, and the year might be off a bit, but I tried!!! Sorry about that! And I like #2 also.

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]Sayree, a.k.a Ri, yawned, and stretched. "Devvyn, when are we gonna-" She stopped. Devvyn said, "Ri, you might want-" Ri said, "Charge the shields, idiot." The ship flipped the shields up just as a barrage of missiles hit her. The ship rocked, but nothing was damaged. Ri turned on the communicator. "Federation, this is Sayree Swift. I am not going to attack, so stop attacking me!" She said bluntly. A face came on. "And how can we be sure of that?" Ri snorted, unlady-like. "One, I have my shields up, two when have you ever known my word to be less than trust worthy?" She was answered by another barage, but Devvyn danced aside, the little ship easily dodging the attack. Jessemee came in, and said, "Federation, we will not attack. We will fly away from this perimeter, if, and only if, Her Highness is safe." The face smirked. "Of course she is!" Ri said smoothly, "Then there is no need to attack us. If we were here to harm her, we are smart enough not attack, especially when your shields are up."[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]Mika watched out the window, silent. SHe turned to the man, training her gold-brown eyes on him. "WHats your name?" The man didn't look at her. "Loki. Yours?" "Kamika. Everyone calls me Mika. Where exactly are you headed?" Loki trned another sharp corner. "Out of town. First stop, though, is a new gun." Mika sighed. "Look, mister, but I really want my car back. I need to check on my parents. And I atleast need to get to my firneds-" SHe stopped, eyes wide. Not to far off the road, was a car. Hanging from the windsheild were her motehr and fathers bodies, eyes gone, intestines torn out. SHe screamed, "STOP!" Loki wasso suriprised by the sudden outburst, he slammed on the brakes. Mika flung open he door, and sprinted to the car. SHock played across her face, and it paled. She reached out and touched her mothers are, but she never moved. Mika slid to the ground, sobbing.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]Mika knelt next to the man. "I'm so sorry sir! Are you alright?" The man moaned, and said, "Could it get any worse..?" Mika helped him stand. "I am so sorry! I hope I didn't hurt you to bad! I'm just not used to any one being out here, no on ever is..." She stopped short when she saw the body. "Oh my god..." SHe went pale. "My mom and dad... why couldn't theyhave listened! THose things are still around!" OOC: Whoops![/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

Jiae, on Jessemea, rode across the meadow. The grass came up to Jiae's shoulder, even when she was on the tall spirit-fox. SHe lay down on her friend, and breathed in. "You smell good. What did you do?" The fox looked back at her. "Nothing. BEsides use the rose hip that is." Jiae slid off. "You used my rose hip? How many times do I have to tell you to ask me first?!" Jiae cocked her head at Jessemea. "I did. You were alseep." Jiae laughed. "Oh. Yeah. Oops.." They walked along in silence, Jiaes hand on Jessemea's back, gripping the red fur tightly.

Heyas! He made me! Name: Jiae Daniels Age: 14 Height: 5?6? Weight: 132 lbs. Appearance: See attachment Bio: Jiae is a loner, and her parents are dead. They were killed in a plane crash, and her otehr relatives have been dead a long time. SHe travels with Jessemea, and doesn't like to talk about her past. She can remeber her life being normal, and thats all. SHe can't remeber her life before she turned nine years old. She thinks she ahs erased it from her memory. Element: Nature Sub-Element: Spirit Weapon: Quarter staff(a staff made of eather rose-wood or oak-wood, with water dancing at the tip in a gem) Spirit Name: Jessemea (fox-spirit) Height: 5' Weight: 85 lbs. S. Appearance: DArk red, with large gold fox-like eyes, soft fur, two tails with gold rings at the ends, gold rings around her wrists, white chest fur. S. Bio: Jessemea is a young fox-spirit, and tied to Jiae thorugh spirit. In Jiae's other life, Jessemea was Jiaes best firned, and thus, in this life, her spirit fox. Status: Whichever is winning

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]Trea whistled, and left the boat. She skipped down the beach, her cropped hair bouncing. SHe spotted Mokuba. Her eyes went wide, and she squeeled. "MOUKBA!!!" SHe ran over, and started hugging him. "Aww.. you are so cute! Definatley cuter than your brother. Hey! I got pics of Seto in a hula skirt! Wanna see 'em?" Mokuba walked backwards, slowly, a scared look on his face. Trea was going thorugh her camera, looking at the funny pics.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

I gave it a shot, Annie. I hope its okay. THe quote was the only one I could think of. ^^

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]Haruka snorted, and rolled her eyes at Balinese. "Look, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm gay." She walked away, leaving him with a dumb look on his face. She went over to Bruce Lee. "Hi. I'm Haruka Tenou. Or you can use my English name, Amara. DO you have any clue of whats going on?" Bruce Lee shook his head. Haruka put her hand to her chest, and pressed the button in the middle of the bow. More sparkles, and she was back to normal. SHe cursed. "Damn. I wish I had been wearing my school clothes. I hate skirts!"[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]OOC: That was kinda tha point... IC: Mika bit her lip. "Caleb, I don't know what to do!" Caleb sounded worried. "Maybe... hey, how about you round up Lisa, Jiae, and Dezerea, and I'll get Michael and Matt? We can go out as a group. ANd constantley switch partners?" Mika thought for a minute, then said, "Okay. Meet me at P.I.T.S in five, okay?" THey agreed, and Mika dialed her friends. SHe brushed ehr hair, and took a quick shower. She slid into her red tube-skirt-jacket outfit((first attachment)), and slid ehr boots on. SHe grabbed her purse, then keys, locked the house, and went to her car. She slid in, and put the key in the ignition. The Mustang roared to life, and she made ehr way to Pie In The Sky. OOC: the PITS is a pizza place, but also has dancing and stuff. ^^[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

Whoa! I read thorugh all these and now I try to top them! Not gonna happen... well, maybe... 'We are all perfect. No matter what anyone says, its true. Why? Because ther is nobody exactly like us, there is only one of us.' - Me 'Your wierd!' - Some dude 'Thank you!' - Me 'If I want your opinion, I'll give it to you!' - My dad... 'Hey! I'm the one who wears the stupid ties around here!' - My brother "They misunderestimated me!" -George W. Bush I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to!" "I tried sniffing coke once, but the ice cubes stuck in my nose" - some dude I don't know that name of "The whole world is going to hell and I'm driving the bus" - One of my friends "I'm an angel, honest! The horns are just there to keep the halo straight!" - Me "There's nothing wrong with being a loser, it just depends on how good you are at it." Thank-you for visiting reality, come again........... Now entering your life, welcome!

[quote name='Undefeated']Err... well... sorry to burst your bubble but star signs/horoscopes have about 0% basis in fact. I read 1 horoscope for Leo (which is me) and it said: this month you will have financial boon" or somesuch nonsense. Guess what? 3 stocks of my 10 stock portfolio lost over 80% value and I was over 1000 dollars in the hole (or grandpa was cause he bought most of them ^_^ )! What a load of crap that horoscope was.... I completely second Japan_86's thoughts down to the dam letter.[/quote] He was talking about astrology, not horoscopes. I don't trust them, eather, but I do think the astrology part fits me pretty well. Pices(the fishes) are supposed to be creative, intuitive, and emapthitetic. I am all three. ^^ OUr down sides are stubborn, indecisive, and often hurte asily. My dad has the same birthdya as me, and he is a Pices. Im babbling...

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Orange]Tanya dissappeared, and down the stairs. She said, "Dandae, Mickael, I have a job for you!" Two guys walked in. A tall guy, with muddy brown hair, skinny, and a relativley shorter guy, well muscled, and with tawny hair. "Yes, Moonshine?" Tanya brushed a few beaded braids over ehr shoulder. "I want you to follow the Don's son, keep him out of trouble." She smirked. "Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." The men nodded. "ANd most important: don't elt yourselves be seen. By him, or anyone else. Got that?" They nodded, ad rushed out of the room. Tanya went back up to the Don as Sophitia was leaving. "Night, SOngbird." "Night, Moonshine." Tanya said to the Don, "Sir, I have Dandae and Mickael in the job. DO you have anything else for me?" The Don watched her for a minute but she never moved. SHe didn't even blink. SO he answered, "No. That is all. Check the defenses one last time, then you are dismissed." Tanya bowed her head in respect. "Of course. Buena tarde, sir.[Good evening sir.]" [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial][SIZE=2][COLOR=Purple]"Kamika!" Mika swivled in her chair, and flipped her radio off. "Coming, Mom!" She got up, and brushed her hair back while running down the stairs. SHe ran into the living room, and almost ran smack into her mom. "Mika! I was just going to tell you that your father and I are going out to dinner tonight-" Mika's face went pale. "But mom! WHat about what happened to those people! YOu could-" Her mother sighed. "Mika, if you really believe that that wasn't a hoax, or just a joke, I say think it over. And if it has happened, its quieted down now, so nothing will happen!" Mika still protested. "But-" Her mothers face was stern. "NO buts, Kamika. We are going." Her motehr gave ehr a kiss, and her father hugged her, squeezing her shoulder. "It will be okay, Princess." he whispered to her. Then they were gone. Mika ran up to her room, watching them drive off. She decided to call Caleb. SHe dialed his number. "Hello?" "Caleb? Its Mika." "Mika! Hey! How are you?" "Scared. My parents just left." "Oh, no. DIdn't you try-" "I did Caleb, I did! They wouldn't listen to me!"[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[QUOTE=Dragon Warrior]Trust me, there will be someone out of the crowd that'll say the text is hard to read XD [/QUOTE] What text? LOL j/k. If they cant read it they need glasses. Major. 0.0 AWSOME!!! THe banners are so funky, Gavvyn! ^^ I ike the dagger, and the smoke is what caught my eye. THe scond was the one that I like the best. THat dude is cool! ::steals:: Nah, but I do like him. WHy can't his name be Bokizzle? Its neat! Good going, gav, you sexay beast you!

Short Summary Pisceans are extremely psychic and can amaze people with their uncanny ability to predict things. They are usually gifted in anything creative from designing to music. They are also very clever when they want to be. They have the most stunning eyes and that's the first thing that attracts the opposite sex. They are probably the first ones to start a rumour and could find it a bit tough to keep a secret. They are everyone's friend so can be a touch easily led because fish have no backbones. In other words they can't say 'no'. Pisceans like quiet places and beautiful surroundings and probably wouldn't thank you for giving them a surprise party. Long Summary This idealistic, dreamy, kind and impractical sign needs a lot of understanding. They have a fractured personality that has so many sides and so many moods that they probably don't even understand themselves. Nobody is more kind, thoughtful and caring but they have a tendency to drift away from people and responsibilities. When the going gets rough, they get going! Being creative, clever and resourceful, these people can achieve a great deal and really reach the top but few of them do. Some Pisceans have a self-destruct button which they press before reaching their goal. Others do achieve success and the motivating force behind this essentially spiritual and mystical sign is often money. Many Pisceans feel insecure, most suffer some experience of poverty at some time in their early lives and they grow into adulthood determined that they will never feel that kind of uncertainty again. Pisceans are at home in any kind of creative or caring career. Many can be found in teaching, nursing and the arts. Some find life hard and are often unhappy; many have to make tremendous sacrifices on behalf of others. This may be a pattern that repeats itself from childhood, where the message is that the Piscean's needs always come last. These people can be stubborn, awkward, selfish and quite nasty when a friendship or relationship goes sour. This is because, despite their basically kind and gentle personality, there is a side which needs to be in charge of any relationship. Pisceans make extremely faithful partners as long as the romance doesn't evaporate and their partners treat them well. Problems occur if they are mistreated or rejected, if they become bored or restless of if their alcohol intake climbs over the danger level. The Piscean lover is a sexual fantasist, so in this sphere of life, anything can happen. Ruling planet is: Neptune THats my sign. I am very... creative in music,a nd I am stubborn. It says a lot about me, though I think I am a Libra/Pices cross, because some of Libra description is also good on me. ABout the surprise party: Never give me one, you may give me a heart attack. (I scare easily).

[color=orange][size=2][font=arial][b]Name:[/b] Devi 'Jiae' Myers(nickname pronoucned Jay) [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Cause:[/b] Boredom, freedom, lust(though she doesn't know this) [b]Alliance:[/b] Undecided [b]Persona:[/b] Generally a quiet person, but her temper is quick to flare. Often indecisive, Devi can be very presuasive, and is in no way gullable. She lived most of her life on the streets, and is very learned in the art of seduction and protecting herself. Quick to attack, she isn't likley to run from a fight, but will if her intuition and gut tell her to. [b]Appearance:[/b] Devi stands about 5'6", and wieghs 132. pounds. She has chestnut hair(dark brown with gold streaks and a red tint) which falls to her hips in waves of shimmering silk. When her hair gets wet, the ends go into little springs. Devi has dark brown eyes that turned dark grey when she's mad, and are slightly turned down. She has a tan complextion, long limbs, and fingers. Devi is often clad in tank tops, sweaters, sleevless turtle necks, or button-ups. She also wears hip-huggers, boot-legged pants, flare legged pants, broom flare skirts(layered), or short shorts. For shoes she wears tennis shoes, or boots whit thick heels or no heels. She can always bee seen wearing a necklace that is a pentacle with a snake wrapped around it, a cladagh ring(a ring with two hands holding a heart with a crown on top; it stands for friendship, love, and loyalty. RIghtside up means she has a boyfirned, upside down means she's single. Its upside down), a silver bracelet, and silver hoop earrings at the lobes, and jade studs in the top cartelidge(sp?). Very curved. Necessities: always ankle socks or none.Her colors are borwns, golds, and blacks. [b]Weapon:[/b] Devi carries a handgun(.22 LR), and a medium sized fighting knife. In a fight, the most common used is the knife, or just her hands and feet. [b]Biography:[/b] Devi was an orphan from the time she was born. SHe never found out what happened to her father, and her mother died in childbirth. SO, raised by her godmother, Devi lived in silence. She was taught the policy: Children are not to be seen or heard. ANd so when her godmother had visitors, she was sent to the basement, where it was cold, wet, and often moldy. Since Devi's godmother drank regularly, she was beaten, and was never without a bruise. She learned not to complain, because complaining brought only more beatings. She got fed up with it, and jumped out her attic window in the middle of the night when her godmother was dead asleep. SHe was found limping and bruised by a local gang, and she had to fight her way into it. THey rewarded her by letting her in, and letting her live. She slowly worked her way to the top, and the whole gang repsects her. Devi treats the whole gang like a family, but when they were all killed in a mass murder, Devi was heart broken. She lives on her own now, stealing from people, but neer being discourteous. The manager can always find five dollars somewhere if something is stoeln from him, or anote that will tell them she will be back. And she always comes back, with something worth what she took. [b]Other information:[/b] Devi flinches easily, but never runs. She is bisexual, and not afraid to say so. SHe has a soft spot for people with disorders, and will not kill someone unarmed. I hope the description isn't to long, Ruby! You said no pictures, so I started describing her, and couldn't stop. If you need to much changed, tell me. I will be glad to!(Believe it or not, this took me ten minutes to do. No more than that.)[/color][/size][/font]

[color=orange][size=2][font=arial]When Tanya stole the ball, as she raced down the feidl, she saw Kayla advancing on her. Tan hated her for what she had done. But at the same time, she wished she hadn't, because they had been great friends. Swiftly she passed to Marissa, who took it, and shot it to Devi. Devi slammed it so it took off towards the left corner, but the golie stopped it. Then the whistle blew. Tanya caught the ball as the Tornado's golie, Kirsten Myers if she remembered right, threw it to her. Tan shook her head, her cropped hair stringy and wet with sweat. Kirsten ran over after shooting the girls a look. Tan, Marissa, and Devi jogged over to the bench where Emily was, and met with the rest of the team. Stephanie was pissed. Seriously. "I can't believe her! She had the nerve to trip you!" Tan shook her head again, and ran her fingers thorugh her hair, parting the strands. "But she got up limping. Kayla's good. She didn't need to be tripped. They won anyway." Tan remebered being yelled at by the coach, " Tanya! Take it away from her!" The red head was still upset. "So! THat was a foul!" Tanya sighed, and Devi took over. "Steph, technically Tanya tripped Kayla. And they both fell. SO quit it! Please!" Jessica, their Right Wing, shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We still have a chance to beat them. OUr next game is against the Bees, and if we ebat them, the Devils. If we beat THAT team, we go against the Tornados again." Tan spaced out, not really paying attention. She saw Kayla look over at her, Emily, and Melissa. She looked after her when she left. SHe started to when Steph waved her hand in front of her face. "Hello? Earth to Tanya?" Tanya looked at her. "sorry." The red-head rolled baby blues. "Still upset about her ditching you in fifth grade? Get back to reality, Tanya! She's a jack*ss!" Tanya sighed, and got up.[/color][/font][/size]