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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 11:15 am
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enzerubebii98255 LimberNimbleShadow Rocky nodded and snapped his fingers, swiping his paws over the table quickly. Half a second later, their order appeared on the table. "There you go. And sure, you can play~ I'm sure everyone appreciates good music." His clone still stood by the coon and the cheetah, smiling slyly. Rocky himself then noticed another patron walk in, and went to greet him. "Hey! Welcome to the HighTail Cafe! Want anything?" Yes i here to fill an order on ballarena tulips." shows the paper work. "If you can just sign here ill give theese to you and be on my way and "leans in to whisper"Do the whole cafe a favor and dont make my baby sister mad shes pregnet with pups and all and since we lived on the mountains she can even beat me up" Lake smiled seeing her brother and drinks the milk "Bro just do your lil job and shuu. me and snow arent baby pups anymore." toho just sighed,"But your carrying pups! i just want whats best baby sis."
Daisuke sipped his drink, thanking the waiter in the process, "Ahh . . . that hits the spot." He pulled out a black guitar, it's strings were made of nylon not steel, more made for acoustic picking then strumming. The wood it was made of was mahogany. He finished the hot drink and left the cup on their table. Running a paw through his long hair, he went to the performance center in a corner of the Cafe, "Alright ladies and gentlemen, I shall be playing a piece. Usually we need two guitarists, but I shall be using a recording I made earlier for one piece." He pulled out a stereo and music player, plugging it in, he pressed the pedal on the stereo turning on the music, while playing along himself. It was beautiful and calming.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 8:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 5:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 10:20 am
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 3:41 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 8:00 pm
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A gray furred, black haired mouse had absolutely no idea where he was, and was trying to get somewhere, but always ending up in front of the café. All the while, he was thinking, 'Bloody hell, bloody hell, bloody hell!! Why do I always get lost!?' He sighed, admitting defeat, and he walked into the café. In a clear British accent, he he spoke, "Hello, there! Would any of you know what country I'm in? You see, getting lost is an... erm... habit of mine." While all cool on the outside, he was thinking, 'If any of them mentions my height, clothes or me looking like a girl I'll kill them all!!'
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