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Nah, I like the pink one. It's professional art.

That's my favorite so far

Fineeee. But can we make a side series for it? Like with new charries? It was fun.

omg this is as annoying as flappy bird i can't make it to the end i'm dying
this is too amazing i love it

(my)

After all this time I still never got my (pie).

We opened beta early. There's not much you can do right now, but you'll probably be the first to do it. Come on in

Our only rule about activity is that if you are going to be away for 2 weeks or more you have to let Corey know. But if you can be on about every 3 days and contribute you'll be fine.

I just started this so this is the "unfinished rough draft" for chapter one.

The brown-haired teenager drove up to the booth. It was humid and rainy. Dark grey clouds covered the whole city. The boy lived in Ashton, a large city full of pollution. Ashton was the coldest city in all of America. Every citizen wore a coat almost every minute.
“P.O.T.L. please,” the guard mumbled through his scarf.
The boy bumbled around through a black bag and yanked out a shiny card. It was a pale white with a bright sun yellow in the middle. It represented the clear sunny skies of Ashton, or at least how they used to be. The old yet shiny license was the twice the age as the boy. It was passed down from his father who died 4 years ago. The memories unpacked from the pass haunted the boy whenever he had to hand it in. The guard snagged the pass away from the boy and ran it through a machine. It came out newer and brighter. It was the new 2091 edition license. He officially had his own P.O.T.L. card.
“There ya go. How’s it feel to be a legal driver?”
The boy grinned as wide as he could without cracking his freezing skin, “It feels pretty darn good.”
He pulled away from the booth. His hand-me-down vehicle was old and rusty, but it now held a legal driver. The boy stopped the car in an abandoned parking lot. He admired his shiny new card.

Jared Fisher | YOB: 2073 | Height: 5’10”

Jared sighed. He’ll never see his old card again. The last memory of his dad was taken through the machine and dumped into a factory to be melted with all the other worthless cards. He frowned at his newer, brighter, cleaner card and started to drive home. It was one of the darkest times in all of Ashton. The time was still a.m. but the only light came from the headlights of the packed streets. The only noise to be heard was from the annoyed honks from drivers’ cars. The crowded roads were the same every day. The busiest street, Radar Square, was blocked off for “city repairs”. City repairs are completely normal, but not if the city has been “repairing” for a year and a half. Something weird was happening and Jared had always known.

(PM me if you have any suggestions! )