Ello everyone I just want to let you know that I’ll be soon continuing to write The Trick, chapter 4, 5, & 6, and some more chapters too. Well, that’s all I have to say, till next time.

-Pinky

OK, you know how cat wrote that story about sarah(was that her name, or was she un named?) and thomas? Well im gonna continue that story.

Im doing this because last night in the shower, i thought of some rhyming words to continue this story. so some are already fixed, and some are improvised, you might tell the difference, but only if you are wise.(That was IMPROVISED!!!! =D)

Thomas sat in his room, thinking suicidly

when a young man named alex, filled him with glee

“Hey, im sorry, to hear that shes dead,

come on cheer up, and lif up your head.”

I know who did it, and i know how to find him,

Ive got the cops and tracking dogs, so lets combine them

to find the man who killed your sarah,

then the police can throw him in jail

all the way over to the Sahara.

Thomas sat up

and dried off his tears

“Ill do it, ill look for sarah, and get rid of my fears!”

They left the house, told the police his name

then a search party, there became.

Now readers i know you want to find out

What they found, and who they caught,

but alas, im running out of rhymes,

so to be continued, all next time!

So, which ones do you think were improvised?

Hint: None of the first six lines are improvised.

Cat: BUCKIE! Sorry I divorced you, you never came on and your were of ranks soo, we can get re-married. I just hope you’re on more. Try and promise me that. And the cat thing. Maybe she’s sick? :3

Yes, back in blue! If any of you have seen me on chat, you know im back in action. Man if i wasnt taken off the ranks i would TOTALLY be mod now. Good things never last, i suppose. Anyways im sick today, and i was bored, so i logged onto wordpress. My cat Prima keeps throwing up. Cat your the cat expert, what do you think is causing it? Anyways i came up pretty close to face-to-face with a wolf. We were at the zoo, and the wolf was pretty close to the fence, so i leaned in a little and it was looking at me. Now i have a dog, and the wolf gave me the “Can i have some rawhide strips, pleeeeeeasee?” look. BTW i named it George. So anyway, i know all my groupies are dying to edit this and say hi, so paprazzi, TAKE IT AWAY!

Chapter 4:

Dry was the one who figured who had sent the message. “Get Oagalthorp on the phone. Now.” he ordered. Somebody gave him a phone. “Hello? Oagal? Yes, we have a situation. We may need you. Code…Pink.” At this point, everyone else in the room was confused. The ACP didnt have a code pink. What was going on? Dry turned to us.

“You guys are obviously confused. Code Pink is something only the leader of ACP is told about when he or she is appointed. It stands for Code Pink Mafias.That may have been him.” We all gasped. Pink Mafias was the legendary founder of UMA, and probably the biggest ACP hater ever.

Meat was the first to recover. “But, thats impossible. Pink Mafias is supposed to be in jail. He was put in jail forever after ACP and RPF defeated him.”

Dry sighed. “This was another secret that only leaders were told. Pink Mafias escaped shortly before Oagalthorp retired. We have been on the lookout for him for years. I guess he’s returned. Now, i want you guys to raise the alarm.” he nodded towards me and Packer. ”Prepare the soldiers for battle.” We ran out to the main operations room. I hit the PA system button and spoke into the microphone. “Attention all ACP soldiers,” I said. “We are about to enter a state of war. Prepare for battle. Patrol server borders.” I then hit the big red button labeled “ALARM.” Enn came over and hit a few buttons, sending the same message to other ACP servers. We then got back into the meeting room and told Dry that the soldiers were notified.

Just then, a tall person walked in. “Youve found Mafias?!” He half asked, half exclaimed. Dry stood up. “Oagal, yes we have.” He turned to us. “Guys, this is Oagalthorp.”

Meat sneered. “What is Oagaldork doing here?”

Oagal gave Meat a look of clear loathing. “Im here because i fought against Pink Mafias. He’s brutal. If you guys want to beat him this time, your going to need help. Im also here because if we capture Pink, then im going to kill him. No bothering with throwing him in jail.”

An ACP soldier’s voice came through Dry’s radio. “Sir, we have found 3 unidentified ships off the coast of Breeze. We believe this is the UMA.”

Dry picked up the radio and spoke into it. “Good. A team will destroy those ships soon.” He nodded towards me, Packer and the rest of the team. “That would be you.”

A girl went to school any every day she would watch her crush from afar.

She always wanted him to see her.

One day she was walking down the street, trying to catch up to him.

She told him how she loved him, then started crying.

“Don’t cry.” He said as he put his arm around her.

“I love you to.”

He told her to come to his house that weekend.

But she never got there, want to know why?

He was sitting at his home that weekend, waiting.

He decided to go check is she was sick.

On the edge of the road, he saw police.

She had been murdered by a man carrying a knife.

She had a note in her hands.

“I wrote this poem

because of true love

I wrote it for

my turtledove.

His name is Thomas.

He’s very nice.

I hope this sends chills down his back

Like snowy ice.

I love my Thomas.

And he loves me,

I knew that we

were meant to be.“

He started crying and he tried to get through.

“Sorry son, she’s gone.” The officer said.

He collapsed and prayed to God to care for her.

This gets people thinking. Why do people commit crimes and kill people? We need some way to stop this from happening again. We need peace.

Ed(aka Buck): Woah. Is this true? I would totally wanna kill that guy…in a pokemon wifi battle, that is. Anyways im back(but not in black, im back in…BLUE!!!!

cuz im, BAAHAHAAAACK (in BLUE) BAAAHAHAAACKK CUZ IM BACK IN BLUE, YES IM BACK IN BLUE!(AHH)

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This story IS true!

A show for my school was in the gymnasium, a dude name Retro Bill. You might have heard of him, if not. He’s a guy who talks about peer pressure and drugs, and crap like that. ANYWAYS.

He was taking questions after the show, and a little kidnergartener walked up to him. R – Retro Bill K – Kidnergartener

R: Yes?

K: I know why they spell KOOL cigarettes with a K.

R: Why is that?

K: The K stands for kill.

K: *tears roll down cheek*

R: Don’t cry. Why do you think that?

K: Because cigarettes killed my grandma.

Sad isn’t it? BUT HERE’S SOME GOOD NEWS!

I WAS IN SPELLBOWL, AND WE WERE TIED FOR FIRST IN OUR STATE! Score: 54 We were recorded as 2nd, but we tied with the 1st place team.

Hi im Lillie Rose and i will be helping out on Packer’s stories, so  far i have written 2 stories , one when i was 6 , and one when i was 9. and i  hope to acomplish alot and blaaah blaah blaaahhh, ya know what i mean

Prologue

Three black fighter planes took off from the distant coast of China, quickly coming upon the Pacific Ocean.  Silently they flew, making no more sound then the waves in the ocean below them.  They flew so quickly that if you blinked you would miss them, as if you could see them at all.  Their black coats of paint made them melt into the night sky.

Suddenly, the planes split apart, now traveling in three different directions, in such ghostly unison it would have been a shocking sight to see, that is if anyone was actually there as a witness.

The shore of another country came into view, glowing in the night sky.  It was the United States of America.  As planned, they were definitely not expecting an attack, much less the start of a great war.

When the planes reached the shore they almost instantly reached their destinations; Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Sacramento.  As the planes reached their destinations they simultaneously released their cargo, a black tube with a chinese flag on it about the size of a computer monitor, and quickly turned around and headed back to where they came from.

They cargo they held where atomic bombs.  Three major cities were destroyed in one fateful night.  Millions perished.

The third world war had begun.

Well it looks like FoxCpNews has given their opinion on whether or not I should kepp writing my story. We had

5 Cs

1 A

and a D (Yeah we’re a smart bunch aren’t we? )

Well I suppose that the answer C meant A, so I will be continuing my story. I should have the next chapter out ion a couple days! Seeya next time guys!

Hey guys, Batin here. I have been pondering the thought of continuing writing my Story of A soldier story lately. If you want ta then just vote :]

Options are:

A. Yes continue it, I liked it VERY much :>

B. Nowai, go die in a hole Batin

C. Pie (recommended)

This story contains bloody massacres, romance, and many times of teamwork. I would rate this PG, children 7 and under should not read this.

Prolouge

One day in the campsite of ACP, Cat, Uno, Ed, Pinki, Fox and Eric were hanging out by the ocean. Cat was busy collecting firewood for the ceremony that night. Fox and Uno got in a splash fight, Eric was setting up decorations, Ed was watching Cat, and Pinki was looking out of the binoculars. “I can’t believe it’s that time of year again. Getting to party all night. Anniversaries ROCK!” Cat cheered and threw the firewood into the air, blushed, then picked them up as fast as she could. “True, but I just have a weird feeling in my gut.” Ed sniffled, sneezed, then went back to watching Cat. “EWW! Boy germs!” Pinki joked. Cat just then glimpsed a shadow of something, but then it was gone. She shrugged it off guessing it was just an animal, then went back to collecting wood.

Chapter 1

ACP members were scattered everywhere around the huge bonfire. From Keyser, to Nessa – even Ennbay was there. Cat took a seat next to Ed and Pinki. “My fellow ACP members, we are here today to celebrate the anniversary of ACP. I, Eric, would like to say that you have all done a great job! Now, PARTY!!!” We all got up and started dancing to the music Fox had put on. Uno ran toward the snacks, and grabbed some candy. I then realized I forgot my book at the Cove, so I walked over to Batin. “Hey Batin, can you go get my book from the Cove? It’s called The Battle of the Labyrinth” He turned to me. “Oh sure! Be right back with it!” And he ran off.

Later that night after the party. “Whoo! That rocked!” Ed exclaimed. “I can’t wait to read my book!” I said, but then I realized, Batin hadn’t been back yet. “Hey guys, have you seen Batin?” I asked them. “Nope” Pinki shrugged. A cold chill went through me. I hope he was okay. Eric then announced, “ACP Members! Everyone grab a walkie-talkie and search for the ACP soldier Batintrenche!” I saw everyone run to grab one, then run in different directions. I got one then went toward the Cove. “Batin!?” I called out, no answer. I heard a twig snap. “Batin is that you?” Just then something tackled me and got me down on the ground. I couldn’t see who, it was pitch black. “Ah, another victim for me to kill.” said the person. I saw a knife shimmer in their hand. Flashlights shone from the forest, and I caught a glimpse of the person’s shirt. It was covered in blood and was a darkish blue. I’ve seen that shirt before, I thought to myself, but, could it be? I was then interrupted by Eric and Fox. “Cat oh my god! Are you okay!?” Fox whispered nervously. I nodded but kept silent. “Who was that?” Eric asked. I shrugged, and said that I recognized the shirt, but I couldn’t see the face. “Where’s Batin?” Fox asked. I took her flashlight and I pointed it at a body lying on the ground, covered in blood. Fox screeched. Batin was found alright, but he wasn’t alive. Batin was murdered.