Uhhhhhhhh... *Thinks hard* Oh! That's right. I wanted to say that no one has been on here. I'll spin a story for the people who are.

Once there was a girl. She died a lot but somehow always lived. She was loved too much by her twin brother, so it looks like they're in a relationship.

Ya, that's all. I'll tell a better one now.

"What do you love to do?" One of Cherrie's friends, Grett, danced around her plush room.
"I love to sing~!" A red-headed, soft faced Cherrie stood on her bead. She sung a loud note into a hairbrush. Grett's brown braid came out in a hard headbang. They ran aback in the house and into the backyard. They threw off there pajamas and revealed swimsuits. Even though it was dark and cold, the pool was still warm from the sun. They dove in, and they never went up. Only deeper and deeper they went.

Ohhhhhhhhh! Ominous! Well... Later!