*closes laptop, morphs into a black wolf with two white dots of fur on the chest and bounds out the door after the other two*

"Fred"

"I would advise against torrorist attacks in general, its so overrated with the fearmongering government officials these days. Perhaps an invasion from a foreign intrest would better suit were-protection for the queen.

It just so happens that my great grandfather was a grenadier, or queen's elite guard. Last name: Wheeler."

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*catches up to DelewareWolf and notices the lunar eclipse is nearly over despite the patches of thick clouds*

*Wishes there was a stargate near by*

*walks in and see the place hopping*
Wow, lots going on around here right now.

*bounds back through the doors and lands on the couch*
"Hey I like your sig!" ("In Soviet Russia werewolves eat you, In America werewolves STILL eat you" - Comrade_Alexei)

*nudges WritingWulf*
"I'm expected to write a poem for a class by next Thursday. I no like writing poetry these days "

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"My rather plump teacher has unofficially declared that it needs to ryhme, thus my best work is not usable"

*Pulls out a cumpled piece of paper and reads*
"The Beach (2004)

Ocean surf thunders endlessly outside my window. Dreaming of the sun melting into a fiery oblivion in the west and the palm leafs swaying in the warm night air, there she stands in that pink bikini bottom. Wearing red lipstick and white earrings, she turns to me; hair fallen across soft lips. Deep rave beats vibrate in the distance. Heart pounding, I step towards her. Sandals gathering sand beneath my toes, I continue on. Glittering sapphire eyes watch the ocean surf foaming at its banks with great yearning. The sun of life sinks deeper into the cool, never still waters. I yearn to embrace her and do so with chin on shoulder. Waves roll onto the warm sandy beach, spraying up and falling away silently. I turn my head to face her and our lips touch."

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*bites pencil and snaps it in two*
"oops"

Dont let it be cencored, the books that are banned in some states are actually made famous by the banning!

well, the chrs do swear...a lot. and some scenes, like the scene where some creepy government is trying to kill the Queen of England (censored for sure)

*fiddles with laptop on the Werewolf Cafe's next possible big endevor* I'll post about it shortly once things are tested.

I have some poems I wrote the other day when I was angry.