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Kristen the Dog infoName: Kristen the Dog
Eye color: Blood Red
Fur color: Brown
Love: Alex the lion
Interests: Tuna, black, Alex, Shadow, goth, darkness, and her weapon (a sife, I think that's how you spell it)
Dislikes: Eggman, sushi, Sonic's attitude, non-believers, bullies, mustard, and just as much as she hates eggman, Barney!
Special power: Dark Energy (she uses this when in her dark form)
History: When she was born in Florida she was seperated from her parents because she was captured by these robots that eggman sent out. Eggman was gonna take all the Dark energy from her so he can force the entire human species to work as his slaves in order to build his eggman empire. But she broke free from his headquarters and went to look for her parents. She had been found by a family of cats and was raised untill they lost her. But she was found again but this time by a family of hedgehogs (this is how Kristen met two of the members of team shard) but she knew that she couldn't stay and w
Our purpose on earthWe were meant to live, we were meant to give. We live to be free, and never forget about it. We live our lives, and our heart never dies, and as long as we keep livin, we will at the end be forgiven. We live to die, and we die to live. To give our love and gifts to give. And when our species goes down, everything will be ruined, all of our cities and towns. So let's keep livin, and let's keep givin. And in the end of time we will be forgiven.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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