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Post by Chameleon89 on Feb 4, 2004 21:31:22 GMT -5
Chameleon opened the door to his Manhattan-apartment-style room. Glass chess sets, white drapes, glass and silver tables, a plastic model of the Teen Tower and trinkets from across the galaxy lay across his neat, clean room. He jumped across his room over to his bed and ruined the clean, unwrinkled covers. Changing his hands into funny-looking puppets as he began to play. He looked around his room and wondered why he had ever come to live there....
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Post by Chameleon89 on Feb 9, 2004 17:50:58 GMT -5
Wandering to the balcony, Chameleon saw the other kids running and playing other sports. Some of the jerks would tease him because he played with his puppet hands. Sometimes Reep thought of killing them by turning into a large golem-like colosseum and crushing thier puny human skulls. Turning to a dog and sniffing around the room, he found a magazine with deragatory comments and suggestions inside of it. Someone must've planted it there for him to get in trouble...."Idiots!" he said aloud running to his drawing desk to devise a plan.
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