WELCOME BACK TO THE WONDERFUL SHOWCASE, LIVELY AND ACTIVE COMMUNITY OF CODEBEARERS. HERE WE HAVE WONDERFUL EXHIBITS OF ANIMALS, OLD HEARTS, POORLY WRITTEN POEMS, NO AUTHOR OR BROWN IN SIGHT AND THOUSANDS UPON THOUSAN.....Three...four...five....six... six teenagers and two adults?
I had a dream of a robotic tiger attacking somebody, so I woke up and through out the day, I had tried to remember where I had saw it, it had felt very... familiar... I remembered one which chased after two girls in a book I once read, as they were gathering food with a island dude. It took a little bit, but then I recalled the name and instantly realized that Devastation Island wasn't a book, but a roleplay upon a site of the old and woe.
And with that, I have crawled back here to tell you hello.