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(Author notes: Yeah, this is a ghost story episode. I figured I would share a little amusing thing during the time I was writing this episode. While I was writing the second half of the episode I actually scared myself so much I had to stop writing for the rest of the night. I don't know if it will be scary for you, but when you are up at 2 am writing alone with the only light in the house and a vivid imagination, the slightest sounds become scary. I managed to finish it the next night, but I feel ...

The Inner Man – Episode 22 – Rachel

Chiko did not waste anytime and used the sword to force the next door open that the men were protecting. "Come on doc, we don't have time to wait!" He saw more men in the next hall coming at him as he charged onward. "I'm coming Mashiro!" Chiko swung at the two men in the front with the sword taking them down quickly in the black mist. The remaining three backed away becoming hesitant about what they had just seen. However, Chiko ...

Seriously, I hate to see that the majority of the people I face in Ubers use Kyogre. So annoying to take down but that's why I use Gastrodon. But anyway, enjoy the battle.

Battle between Strato and Bari started!

Tier: Wifi Ubers
Mode: Singles
Rule: Rated
Rule: Sleep Clause
Rule: Species Clause
Rule: Wifi Battle
Variation: +10, -22

Your team: Groudon / Heatran / Mewtwo / Ho-Oh / Gastrodon-East / Arceus-Dark ...

It was an accident. He was sticking his paw out from under my bed whenever Itsy would go by. He had his paw still there when I walked by, and since it was dark (because I keep my light off as much as possible) I didn't see it and stepped on it. He meowed, and I instantly apologized. He licked my nose and started purring, either to say he accepted my apology, or say that he will remember this and one day kill me in my sleep and eat me.

I thought Omega had somehow slipped his new ...

Originally Posted by 1 Corinthians Chapter 13

If I have all the eloquence of men or of angels, but speak without love, I am simply a gong booming or a cymbal clashing. If I have the gift of prophecy, understanding all the mysteries there are, and knowing everything, and if I have faith in all its fulness, to move mountains, but without love, then I am nothing at all. If I give away all that I possess, piece by piece, and if I even let them take my body to burn it, but am without love, it will do me no good whatever.
Love is always patient

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