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For The Girl

"Fratellis"

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Lion Stats
Cub Training
2%
Level 1
Strength 2 Speed 7
Stamina 2 Smarts 8
Agility 3 Skill 5
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 27
Lion Currents
Age 10 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Cuddly (Good)

Cub Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 66.666666666667%
Adolescent Stage 0%
Adult Stage 0%
Elder Stage 0%
Survival
Chance 72% Protected By Not protected
Breeding Info
Father Abyssal Remnant Mother Primal View Full Heritage
Last Bred Never Fertility Good (89%) View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Mulberry (Sandy Skin) Slot 3: Noctis Mirage (55%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Goridhe Crackle (66%) Tier 2
Slot 6: White Trim (77%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Noctis Limb Patch (71%) Tier 3
Slot 9: White Tip Toe (43%) Tier 3
Slot 10: White Web (40%) Tier 3
Genetics Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Hellraiser
Mane Color Noctis
Mutation Not Checked
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Biography
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Well, she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No-one can hear a word I tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, she said, she said, "No, no, no, no"
Then again, "Yes, why don't you kill me?"
I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there
Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me"
Said I would've been there if only you had been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just trying to please her
She was getting the pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived out of her window
She said, "Take me to London"
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La la la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I don't like you
You can't stand me
I can't love you any more than this"La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Well, she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No-one can hear a word I tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, she said, she said, "No, no, no, no"
Then again, "Yes, why don't you kill me?"
I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there
Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me"
Said I would've been there if only you had been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just trying to please her
She was getting the pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived out of her window
She said, "Take me to London"
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
"La-la-la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!"
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
Young love pleases you easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
"La la la," she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, "I don't like you
You can't stand me
I can't love you any more than this"





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