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Some of My ocs will look different. Please note that they will be different when I draw them.

Name: Olivia (people call me a werewolf though...I am a tiny Indian and I actually believe them because every full moon, I have no memory of anything.)

Age: 14

Gender: female

Current occupation: school...yay...(screw you school)

Currently reading (I love my books! ): Chosen(House of Night series), Kitty and the Dead Man's Hand(Screams for book "I LOVE YOU KITTY THE WEREWOLF!"), and The Poison Study

Couples I support:

Shadamy(YAY!): 15/10

Knuxouge(YAY!! GOOD couple): 10/10

Silvamy(One good story help you Silvamy fans): 9/10

KagomexKoga: 9/10

Sonamy(kinda): 7/10

Couples I don't support:

Sondow(WTFFFFFFF!? Just... NO!): 0/10

SallyxShadow(...THIS COUPLE IS SCREWED UP!!): 0/10

KikyoxSesshomaru(whatthehellwhatthehellwhatthehell?!): -10000000000/10

Curently listing to (LOVE MY MUSIC!!): Poker Face Space Cowboy Remix (Me loves some space cowboys!!), Bad Romance, Don't Trust Me (You really should trust me though.)

Things different about my stories:

Most of the time I make Amy Rose more badass then the normal ones. Also, my characters make her that way.

MY Characters:

Krystal the hedgehog (actually she is a goddess)

She is one of the most beautiful thing ever. Because of her beauty, she has a lot of guys after her. And most of them are supernatural(go figure). She has a team that consits of 4 people: Amy Rose, Backlash the Werewolf(will explain later), and Falcona the vampire(she can walk in daylight). Her fur is usually a silver color, she can change her appearance at will. Most of the time, her quills are like Sonic's. Her eyes change color based on her mood, but because she is a goddess, she can make them any color she wants. She can control all four elements(If you don't know those are fire, water, earth, and air). Her outfit is usually a light blue top that covers her breast, but not her mid-drift. Her bottoms were pants that were the same color. They got wider at the bottom and small at the knees. There is a blue flower design that is on the bottom of the pants. A light blue scarf makes this outfit perfect for her. She also has a belly button ring. The symbols on the ring change daily. Krystal's blood is also a gold color. Not only that, but if she give a vampire permission to drink from her and he or she tries to take it anyway, he or she is vaporized the moment the blood touches his or her tongue

Falcona the vampire

Playful and fun sometimes, wise and calm during others. Falcona is a falcon(why do you think her name is "Falcona"?) This vampire is different. She can walk in daylight and isn't dependent in blood. Also, because she's a falcon, she has no fangs. Also, she is psychic. She can tell you the exact name and location of who ever you need to kill or find or who your love is(the team she works for is even better and darker than Team Dark, though they all play pranks on one another). She has silver feathers, but she can only change from wild falcon(in the human world), to a hawk like Jet, to a full human(I wouldn't say human. More like human vampire.) Her outfit is similar to Krystal's, but hers is black and the flower design is silver and shaped like a falcon(me likes teh falcon;) ). And she usually drinks from Krystal with her permission. Like Krystal, her blood is gold, but anyone can drink it.

Backlash the Werewolf

Even though she has a short temper, she is smart and usually thinks before she acts. Backlash is a girl and she is a werewolf. No, not the kind that only turn during the full moon. In fact, she is not attached to the moon at all. She can change from wild wolf(in human world, but she can completely control herself), wolf from Mobia, to full human. Once again, the clothes are similar, but not the same. Her outfit is black to compliment her white fur and crystal blue eyes. On her pant-bottoms, she has white timber wolf on the bottom of the of her pants. Because she has no wings to fly with(Krystal can make them grow from her back) she has metal boots that work a little like Shadow's(not the same style).

Warren the Hedgehog

Happy and funny as hell. He is way cool and hot. But, unfortunately, he is gay. He has black fur, wears black jeans and black shirts with no emblem or symbol or whatever else can be on a shirt. His voice is high-pitched and always full of happiness. He also wears black shoes that match his black eyes. He is lucky to be alive considering that he is a vampire(yes, god damnit, vampires CAN be gay) and considering that other vampires kill homosexual vamps. He is highly respected by Amy and the rest of Krystal's team. He hangs out with them all the time. He can run as fast as Shadow.

Victor the Hedgehog

Someone that NO ONE would want to meet. This guys scared even me, and I created him! He is a pure black hedgehog. His eyes are all black except for the pupil, which is blood red. He wears a cape and has huge bat wings for flying. He is extremely powerful and is cannot be killled. He has a demon inside of him to inhance his powers. He is faster than Amy, who is faster than Sonic and Shadow. He practically never uses weapons except for torture use. This is someone nobody would like to meet in a dark alley.

WILL PUT OTHER CHARACTER I THINK OF ON LATER!!

Hey! Time for the quiz I made for myself based on other quiz!

List 5 of your OC's with numbers:

1. Krystal

2. Falcona

3. Backlash

4. Warren

5. Victor

1. 5 jumps out of an alley, scaring you. Who saves you?

EVERYONE!! THEY HATE HIM, LOVE ME, AND HES TRYING TO KILL ME!!

2. 1 is your best friend and give you a gag joke present for xmas. Condoms!! When a 4 comes over and sees them, how do you and 4 react?

Me: ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!

Falcona: nods suuuuuuuuuuuure... LMFAO!!

Me: NOT COOL!!

3. 3 is trying to get 4 to come to a strip club. How do things work out?

-.-; As to why a werewolf would need to go to a strip club when she has many men chasing after her, I have NO idea. But, other than that, she might succeed if she takes him to the straight and gay club with threats.

4. You have a cute guy over for dinner at your place. What happens when 4 and 3 stumble in drunk?

Wait, that's not possible. Vampires can't get drunk (though apparently this one can) and Backlash NEVER gets drunk. Though, IF THEY EVER DO, they might kill the guy and try to burn down my nice mansion.

5. 4 is talking about becoming gay. What do you say to him?

Me: WTF?! YOUR ALREADY GAY!!

Warren: I KNOWS! -

Me: -.-;;;;;;;;

Different quiz!

Quick! Name 10 characters from any cartoon or game. If you run out of people, put your OC in their place.

1. Sonic

2. Shadow

3. Amy

4. Blaze

5. Silver

6. Rouge

7. Knuckles

8. Scourge

9. Krystal

10. Emerald

1. 2 and 3 are on a date and 5 is jealous. What happens?

Uhhhhhh... Gun shots? Mayhem? Making out? No fucking idea.

2. 6 becomes your best friend and give you something in a box. She told you that someone else has to open it. You take it to 1 and he opens it. There is a condom inside. 6 is on the corner laughing her butt off, but you have to explain to 1 what is going on. How do you tell him?

Me: Shit! I'm so sorry! Rouge gave this to me and told me to have someone else open it.

Sonic: :O silence

Me: um you ok? pokes with finger

Sonic: falls overfainted

Me: o.o ~grabs box~~runs away~ I DIDN'T DO IT!!

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I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
Again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

'My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.

I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.

Two Choices

What would you do?...you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its
dedicated staff, he offered a question:

'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.

Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.

Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.

The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.

As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.

Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.

Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first!

Run to first!'

Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.

He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.

By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!

Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team

'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:

We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.

The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.

We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.'

So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:

Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.

You now have two choices:

1. Delete

2. Forward

May your day, be a Shay Day.

Sent by email. Please pass on the message.

If you think that those stupid kids should just give that God-forsaken Trix rabbit some Trix, copy this into your profile.

If you think that those kids should just give up and let Lucky have his stupid cereal back, copy this into your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't known which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, then weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

If your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer!

If you have beaten over 10 games, copy this into your profile.

I ran with scissors, and lived!

They say guns don't kill people, people kill people, but honestly i think guns have something to do with it because if someone just stood there and said "bang," i don't think many people would be dead...

When life gives you lemons, alter their DNA and make SUPER LEMONS!

If two wrongs don't make a right, try three

A good friend will comfort you when she rejects you. But a best friend will go up to her and say "It's because you're gay isn't it?"

Stop the Pairing Wars!

By copying and pasting this in your profile, you vow to respect other pairings and the people that like them.

You shalt not insult them, explain why they can't be together, or say that they would rather be with someone else.

You shalt have your opinions but shalt not insult pairings. You shalt avoid them if you hate them.

You shalt keep an open mind about stories even if you despise the pairing.

You shalt paste this in your profile.

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Brought to you by the letter H.

If you jog backwards, will you gain weight?

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?

98 of the internet population has a Myspace. If you're part of the 2 that can resist stupid fads, copy and paste this into your profile.

Pluto was no longer declared a planet on August 27 of 2006 just because it was 'too small' and 'off its orbit' for a couple scientists likings. If you still think Pluto should be a planet then copy and paste this to your profile. LONG LIVE PLUTO!

You cry, I cry, you laugh, I laugh, you fall off a cliff, I laugh even harder.

If you like the cold and to walk in the moonlit night,copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever laughed out loud when you were thinking something funny and people looked at you with a weird face,copy this to your profile.

If you have ever been so wrapped up thinking about anime,anime fanart or anime fan fictions that you zone out and come back to reality 5 minutes or later with no idea whats going on,copy this onto your profile.

I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

Few women admit their age. Fewer men act it

Don't steal! The government hates competition.

Be nice to your kids, they'll be choosing your nursing home.

When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.

I just let my mind wander, and it didn't come back!

They told me I was gullible...and I believed them

:( Dont interrupt me while I'm talking to myself

i love you is spelled with 8 letters... then again so is Bullshit

Even i'm eatable but thats called CANNIBALIZIM my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies!

My imaginary friend thinks you have serious mental problems.

You say you hate me, but deep down, you know you love me.

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.

You laugh at me because I'm different. I laugh at you because you're all the same.

The rain is fucked up. I walked to the bike racks, and it started to rain. When I got home soaked, it stopped raining and the sun came out -.-; If the rains hates you too, add your name to the list: HowlingWerewolvesofMobius,

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet and so are you!

But sadly,

The roses have wilted,

The violets are dead,

The sugar bowl's empty,

and my dagger's stained red.

blinks o.o

Hey! This is a song that I wrote for Running from Heartbreak. I called it Why? So here it is.

Every day, I look on.

Every day, I lose my strife.

I look to the past and I look to the future,

But not matter what, it seems the same.

And every night, I see your face,

With weeping eyes of heartbreak.

How could you do such a thing?

Rip out my heart and stuff your face,

Why would you do that?

Why aren’t you sorry?

Because…

Love is just a game,

Win or lose, it’s all the same.

Why play the game when you can never win?

Why live your live true to your word, when I can’t do the same,

Why did you give up on meeeeeeeee?

Why give up on meeeeeeee?”

Why fight the past, true or false,

Why fight when all is lost?

Why couldn’t I see?

That you will never love me?

And every night, I see your face,

With weeping eyes of heartbreak.

How could you do such a thing?

Rip out my heart and stuff your face,

Why would you do that?

Why aren’t you sorry?

Because…

Love is just a game,

Win or lose, it’s all the same.

Why play the game when you can never win?

Why live your live true to your word

When I can’t do the same,

Why did you give up on meeeeeeeee?

Why give up on meeeeeeee?”

How could you leave me in the dust,

Coughing, choking on the love.

Even without, it still hurts.

You left me for dead and just left,

While I take my final breath,

One thing comes out.

‘Why?’

I worked hard on this. If you are a fan of me (Howling Werewolves of Mobius), then put this on your profile. But do NOT take it without my permission. And add your name to the list: Howling Werewolves of Mobius(original owner)

Keep on writing!

You guys are so fucking awesome. I love you. Laters.

~Howling Werewolves of Mobius~

Something happened today. Something that almost shattered my heart.

I can feel the pain. I have shead all the tears that I can. I can't get away from it...

My friend is in pain, in the emergency room of a hospital, getting surgery. I'm so scared...

What do I do? Do I tell my friends, tell them the pain that I am in? My parents?

I told many people. But you guys are one of my hopes.

Please, help stop my pain...