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[birdie's storage] May 24, 2021 19:25:46 GMT -5

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A storage for my templates for my characters!

DISCLAIMER: Most of these are not made by me unless I figure out how to do the fancy div containers and stuff eventually, but they're have credits to the original makers. This is just so I can find them easier for posts.

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[birdie's storage] May 24, 2021 19:28:25 GMT -5

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Jason Navarre - Template 1

if i'm a danger to myself

Just think what I could do to you

Jason Navarre. District Four. Trainer.

words go here

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Deleted 0 POSTS last seen Apr 30, 2024 3:55:43 GMT -5	[birdie's storage] May 24, 2021 19:30:47 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Deleted on May 24, 2021 19:30:47 GMT -5 Athena Madaki - Template 1 ♛ words words words. ATHENA MADAKI - DISTRICT FIVE ulla
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[birdie's storage] Sept 28, 2021 16:55:13 GMT -5

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I gave her my lucky jacket to wear, that's some advice I got from Kieran. I never know when to bring it - I ain't get nervous often but hell if I'm sweating on a date. She wore it on her shoulders until the trolley came, and I can't stop looking at her hair. Spring in Ten smells better mixed with her perfume, the trolley ride smells like roses and honey-grass.

We rode from town to come out to my picnic spot -- it's past the Winchester farm and Marlboro's ranch. I was telling Sofia that on the ride, with my jacket keeping our laps warm, "oh, I used to hide out in the fields all the time as a kid." Everyone needs a gentle place, I don't care how manly they think they are.

I carry both baskets as we walk down the strip lane between pastures, chatting away about the County Fair.

She slaps my shoulder when I joke about her bull-riding - Sofia gave a good effort! I'll give her that, I'm just glad no one got hurt. It's alright, girl just needs more experience, I can't imagine 11's got bulls like that. The more time I spend with Sofia, the more I wonder what her home's like. I've never been that way of Panem; don't think I've had a reason too before.

"Oh, look here," I look into her eyes as I say it. The setting sun's flame reflected amber in her brown eyes, man I can't stop looking at her. I just know when I get home Rogue's not gonna let me live with being this corny. My spot's coming up to the right in the pasture, one great oak tree sprawled over feet over browning grass.

It's just me, her and my impossible view.

"See the walk wasn't that bad! Just in time for the sun set and everything," I'm not being too eager, right? I set her basket by the tree before taking my backpack off. Saff helped me get a blanket folded tight enough to fit, but now I'm kinda worried I won't get it back in right.

Hope that's not embarrassing.

"What do you think, Sof? Is it a good view or what," and man, I haven't tried to impress a girl like this in a while. Enzo-charm don't fail me now- I still have to meet Mr. Vasco!

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[birdie's storage] Sept 28, 2021 23:41:05 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2021 23:41:05 GMT -5

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I gave her my lucky jacket to wear, that's some advice I got from Kieran. I never know when to bring it - I ain't get nervous often but hell if I'm sweating on a date. She wore it on her shoulders until the trolley came, and I can't stop looking at her hair. Spring in Ten smells better mixed with her perfume, the trolley ride smells like roses and honey-grass.

We rode from town to come out to my picnic spot -- it's past the Winchester farm and Marlboro's ranch. I was telling Sofia that on the ride, with my jacket keeping our laps warm, "oh, I used to hide out in the fields all the time as a kid." Everyone needs a gentle place, I don't care how manly they think they are.

I carry both baskets as we walk down the strip lane between pastures, chatting away about the County Fair.

She slaps my shoulder when I joke about her bull-riding - Sofia gave a good effort! I'll give her that, I'm just glad no one got hurt. It's alright, girl just needs more experience, I can't imagine 11's got bulls like that. The more time I spend with Sofia, the more I wonder what her home's like. I've never been that way of Panem; don't think I've had a reason too before.

"Oh, look here," I look into her eyes as I say it. The setting sun's flame reflected amber in her brown eyes, man I can't stop looking at her. I just know when I get home Rogue's not gonna let me live with being this corny. My spot's coming up to the right in the pasture, one great oak tree sprawled over feet over browning grass.

It's just me, her and my impossible view.

"See the walk wasn't that bad! Just in time for the sun set and everything," I'm not being too eager, right? I set her basket by the tree before taking my backpack off. Saff helped me get a blanket folded tight enough to fit, but now I'm kinda worried I won't get it back in right.

Hope that's not embarrassing.

"What do you think, Sof? Is it a good view or what," and man, I haven't tried to impress a girl like this in a while. Enzo-charm don't fail me now- I still have to meet Mr. Vasco!

[ @ here ]

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[birdie's storage] Nov 8, 2021 22:59:32 GMT -5

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Sardonyx had begun, finally, passing down that torch to Sampson.

It was an honor in every right - even if bittersweet. Neither of them seemed quite ready for what it all meant; Sardonyx having to leave behind the prestige she built, and Sampson have to build their own, something all together different from their mother's. She had been hands off ever since it had been officiated, Sampson's first year would be the quell, and what better way to start if not with a bang.

Something short of gunpowder, Sampson would be responsible for the planning of it all. The theme had been plastered in all of their private circles: Primal Formalities, look your best in your simplest tone. Sampson's was red, bathing in something ruby -- to stand out, sparkling in the way blood welled on knife under the sun. Her child had designed the room, the venue, everything down to the invites.

"You better look damned good."

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