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LONERS
Wrongfully labelled as misfits and wanderers, loners are much more complex than most give them credit for. Other than their decision to remain alone, be it temporary or permanent, no one loner is the same as another. However, they are not to be taken lightly. Relying only on themselves and without the security of a clan, gang, or household; loners live the hardest lives of all. Prey is never a guarantee and shelter comes and goes with every season, but with intellect and skill, they not only survive, but thrive in their isolation.



KITTYPETS
They reside in the comfort of houses within Two-leg place, which is located on the eastern side of the mountains that split the Mountain & Survival Clans from the Forest Clans & The Revolutionary Groups. They live peacefully among each other and have little to worry about so long as they stay indoors. The worst thing that can happen to a kittypet is if their two-leg decides to declaw them, as it makes them handicapped for the rest of their lives. Declawed cats cannot climb trees or catch prey easily, and have little to no chance of living out in the wild on their own. Most kittypets are content with their backyards, though some venture out and may or may not return once they figure out just how wild the world really is. Because of rogues and League cats too close for comfort, many kittypets have adopted an “anti-feral” attitude and work together to keep their neighborhoods stray-free. After all, too many cats running about brings consequences and no one likes animal control.



ROGUES
Nothing is ever black and white in the world, or so rogues believe. Most reside in the city and work together in gangs, fighting for power and turf. Others choose the forest, but with clans and groups claiming every space in sight, there’s little room for rogues outside alleys and dumpsters. Thus hostility was born. Rogues that exist outside an established gang are usually on the prowl for the next best thing or a clan outcast. No matter the case, they are not a friendly bunch and everyone should keep on their toes.
The life of a street cat is dangerous, even if you are that friendly loner who minds their own business.
May the shadows stick to you.

¡ THE CITY LANDMARKS ¡

THE POUND
The city knows it has a cat problem. The humans don't know why so many cats roam their streets, but they assume it's because cats are just a pretty popular animal among the people, and well, cats get loose sometimes. There are humans that will try to capture any feline roaming the streets, but there is no threat from them at night. Cats that get caught go to the pound and are thrown into a cage. Sometimes they are adopted by humans and become kittypets this way. This is their only chance to get free again, but usually the street cats adore the life of a kittypet because they don't have to worry about fending for themselves anymore. Most cats don't come back after they are sent to the pound, however. There are rumors that cats are put to death here, even. Nobody knows for sure, because even if they did go to find out, they may never return.

THE LEAGUE BORDER
Rogues are like, "DISRESPECT the border. Lay summa dat disrespect all over it. Pee on it. Scratch up those trees. Fight all of them. Yeah!" Basically Rogues are all mad because not only were they shoved out of the forest and forced to live in the slums of the city, but now the good parts of the city have just been usurped from them by, WHO DO YA THINK? Fox-faced forest cats. Their hatred for Clans/Groups is probably the only thing Rogues can agree on. Every LKR cat is pretty intimidated by Primal Instinct though. Kittypet mothers scare their kits into submission by telling them stories of horrible League cats that come and steal little ones away if they misbehave. Loners are finding new places they don't belong, and Rogues are just generally pissed about it because there's nothing they can do but try to pick them off one by one.

THE PARK
One of the only nice places left unclaimed by Primal Instinct in the city is the park. Think Central Park in New York City. It’s a place where most cats come into contact with each other, and rogues especially like to hang around it. It used to be the prime spot for most gangs to fight over, but lately it’s become a neutral area for all to enjoy. At least, until someone tries to control it for themselves. During the day, humans and animal control frequent the area however, so cats normally take advantage of the park at night. A large fountain near the center of the area, is also a prime meeting spot for cats of all types to come together and talk. Maybe one day, they’ll start hosting their own city gatherings to spite the clans.

THE OCEAN
The ocean lies to the most eastern side of the Classic world. It is the furthest region from the Clans. The city has docks and boats near Seaside, where cats can usually sneak a meal away from the fisherman. There is a small shore where crabs and seagulls can be caught along the waters, but they are hard prey to catch. Animal Control is always a problem, but so long as the cats don't cause much of a ruckus the humans don't pay much attention to the cats. It is a fine place to be for a cat who needs a beautiful scene and a breath of salty air. It’s also a fine place to dump the occasional body if you’re into stuff like that...




THE POUND



THE LEAGUE BORDER


THE PARK


THE OCEAN


TRADERS

Loners have long since avoided others, it’s in their name. But some have come together for common interests, friendship, loyalty, or trading. By creating alliances with others, these cats can seek aid when sick or starving; trading herbs, prey, and information for their own wellbeing. Alliances are formed to benefit each party by forming bonds and friendship through common means. But traders are created for exchanging herbs, prey, and information to continue living. Few loners have alliances, but many have taken to being traders. Information is key for survival, herbs and prey are just as important. Loners have become the traders of the lands, exchanging goods with even clan cats. Each cat creates their own price, just as they have their own personal needs. Question is, is what you are getting worth what you are giving?


NONE


¡ LONER HOTSPOTS ¡

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Place C
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¡ LONERS ¡

LILITH roleplayed by ATOMHEART
Lilith, the first female demon, cast out for refusing to submit. She is an alluring figure with a slim frame and long legs. Her short fur is a patchy mix of orange tabby and black, with larger sections on her face and shoulders. Her almond shaped eyes are a pale, earthy green. Large ears pair well with an angular face and roman nose. Lilith shares very little about her past and for the most part it was a rather ordinary life. She was born to stray kittypets who had gotten loose after a house fire, making her a purebred oriental shorthair. Unsurprisingly due to her parents lack of skills only she and her brother, Mammon, survived to adulthood. The duo stuck together briefly before he split off with a group of cats who called themselves the Seven Hells. Overall it was a bit theatrical for her. Lilith struck off on her own, mixing in with various groups until they mysteriously fell apart. Often it was due to internal strife either between brothers or a pair of mates. It wasn’t like she meant for things to go the way they did but it always seemed to happen. The latest group she joined however fell apart and the tom who had been in charge had an unhealthy obsession with her. So she did what she could and fled, only to find herself expecting his kits. Knowing it would be unsafe to raise kits with her lifestyle she managed to track down her brother who was by now living in MoonClan. Leaving them in the clan, she fled to now only appear in shadows.

LING roleplayed by JADIE
A beautiful silver tabby she-cat with white chest, neck fur, underbelly and legs. As a pureblood WinterClan cat, she’s built large and strong with a long and thick fur coat. Her eyes are a piercing shade of blue, vibrant as the sky and seemingly just as limitless. Ling is optimistic and naive. Rogue, loner, half-Clan or demon, she approaches every new cat in her life under the assumption that they want the best for her because that’s exactly what she wants for them. She constantly has to remind herself to be cautious otherwise she’ll believe almost any lie. Unbeknownst to her, this dangerous trait is part why she’s a loner at all. Ling was supposed to grow up like her generations of her family before her as WinterClan elite but her older brother, Rottenfang, spirited her away from the mountains for reasons she has convinced herself must be valid. Her brother would never do something so drastic without a good reason, right…? As the days tick by she grows more and more worried, but it's too late to change things now, so she does her best to stay positive and cling on to the few constants she has left in her life no matter what.

MAKO roleplayed by FLURRYOFSTARS
With sleek silver, almost blue, fur and azure eyes, Mako is water incarnate. She moves as swift as the river and quiet as a pond, with slender limbs and the balance of a trapeze artist. Trained by her father many moons ago, she learned the skills of speed and stealth over strength and stamina, and can go toe to toe with most any clan cat or rogue. Numbers are of no interest to her as she lives proudly in her isolation, wandering the city, country, and woods with little concern for the consequences of trespassing. Her beauty is enough to get her out of most situations anyways, and if not, well, she’s not an assassin for nothing. Really, she’s a jack of all trades but prefers to perform hired hits, bounty hunting, or spying. Hiring her is less straightforward however. Prey comes easy for a she-cat like herself and protection is useless. Socializing with Mako can also be an errand in itself with how guarded she is. Besides a select few, most only know her alias and not her true name--Ahri.

ORION roleplayed by GIDGETGAL
Hard things only grow harder the longer you put them off: advice Orion ought to live by. It would save him a lot of trouble if he learned to stop waiting for his luck to save him, but Orion is nothing if not patient. Despite being intelligent and curious enough to learn everything he can about clans, twolegs, and the rest of the world, he can't apply himself to make any real decisions. He's an indecisive cat, and he can't help believing that if he just waits for the perfect moment to come along, his life put itself into order and he'll simply know what the right path is for him. Orion is always looked for guidance as he's a good listener, polite and patient, but he just doesn't know what to do when emotions run high. Non-confrontational, he doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings or start a fight, often advising other cats to simply forgive and forget, hoping that will be enough. Just because he's a pacifist doesn't meant he's helpless, though: his father Landon ensured that all of his kits were fierce fighters and learned how to hunt and fight like true warriors. He loves his family a great deal, but hopes he never has to use the training he was given. Instead, he takes after his mother Urania, and he uses the beautiful mind she gave him to soak up knowledge and tinker with new inventions like his uncle Wy. While he was named for his uncle Chimerahunt, he can't say he aspires to inherit the tom's grumpiness. In any case, such an adaptable cat shouldn't have any problem in the real world, but that's just it: Orion doesn't live the real world. His comfortable kithood as a kittypet and current life roaming as a loner have afforded him the opportunity to be whoever he wants to be, but his fear of failure leaves him paralyzed by indecision. He doesn't want to make the wrong choice, so instead of choosing his life plan, he carries on with his day and waits for luck to choose for him. A golden tabby tom with green eyes, if there's one thing Orion has, it's time.

TANGLEFOOT roleplayed by LUSALIGHT
This she-cat's sleek black fur tells no tales of the life Tanglefoot has lived. A former warrior of a clan long forgotten, she has seen many moons of change. Clans becoming new clans territories migrating, and even two-legs becoming other two-legs. At this point in her life she has lost count of the days spent without a clan or family, but still greets any other loner with gentle warmth. Her bright green eyes sparkle as though she was still a young warrior in the pride of her clan. Her thoughts of her younger days bring her happy fond memories yet sting with longing of those times. She wishes she could return to the days when all she had to worry about was being teased by the forever matted fur on her paw. It seems so funny now, how upset she would get back then, when all she wants is to hear her friends again. With a special connection to StarClan that she has long given up understanding, even she is not sure how long she has walked on this world. The fall of her clan was hard, but easy to cope with amongst the remainder of her family. Outliving them was the real challenge.

TWITCH roleplayed by BIYUU
Neurotic and obsessed with technology, it may seem odd for someone like Twitch to call the sewers his home. His fur is always unkempt and a layer of grime has built onto him to the point that he resembles a rat more than a cat, which is fine. It makes it much easier to hunt them when they think he’s one of their kind. The choice of habitat however, is actually quite logical when one thinks about it. Stationed directly beneath a bank, Twitch has been doing surveillance on the two-leg building for years and planning the perfect heist. It’ll take a team when he’s ready, and it’s been a while since he’s spoken to anything but feces, but he’s sure it will all work out in the end. The hardest part will be convincing other cats that stealing money is worth anyone’s time. Especially considering that he’s only doing it for the sake of besting the human race!

WINRY role played by IAN
A slender but not small white she-cat painted in soft brown splotches. Winry is an incredibly skilled feline, one whose combat skills are creative and strong. Her focuses have always been to provide for those she cares for, so Winry has trained to be at least adeptly efficient at both hunting and fighting. She knows her strengths, and she's surprisingly good at shaping situations to her strengths, even if her skills can sometimes be considered rather average. Still, despite this somewhat averageness, Winry is incredibly capable, and her unorthadox manner of combat is surprisingly often unmatched. With emphasis on her wit and resourcefulness, Winry is an intelligent cat, albeit skeptical at first to new ideas and new people. She has a rash vein to her, one that is hauty and arrogant. This doesn't serve her well, though, and there has been more than a time or two that she has been left utterly embarrased after a grand display went sour. Somewhat of a misandrist, Winry is known for her quick wit and her rather sarcastic nature. Sister to Wildrain, Winry is a descendent of WaterClan that joined the loner group not because she wanted to, but because she'd never leave her sister.

¡ UPTOWN ¡

THE TRASH HOUSE
The house on the corner is a little cookie cutter thing, bought by the occupant with money from showing cats in previous years. Unfortunately for him, life has taken it's toll, and after his prized Bengal show cats disappeared, he lost the majority of his savings trying to recover. To ease the oncoming depression, he adopted two strays that he found wandering the cul-de-sac one day, and took a job as one of the town's garbage men. He spends his days pampering the two with the best toys, food, and costumes he can buy with his connections to the show scene, tending to the garden that makes up on half his yard, the other half taken up by things for the two cats, and occasionally bringing around old friends to reminisce. As far as houses go, it's probably one of the best to be a part of, and the two cats within dearly love the trash man who took them in.

SWIFTRIVER
It's a house I guess...

PARK PLACE
WIP!!!!



HOUSEHOLDS

Kittypets live with their twolegs and often times with other kittypets. These are the households and not all are sunshine and rainbows. You’ve got neighbors you hate and ones you love. Housemates you’d rather live without and ones you couldn’t survive without. There’s gossip all around you, toys covered in catnip, and towers to climb. Households are their own kind of union, not always by choice as with gangs and loners or clan cats. No twolegs chose which cats they want and then you're stuck with your new housemate. Hope you can learn to live with them. Or escape the first chance you get. But would you survive on the outside?


THE TRASH HOUSE
Berry

SWIFTRIVER
Urania

PARK PLACE
Ezreal

¡ KITTYPETS ¡

BAGEL roleplayed by MELLISCAREA
Bagel is a young trader, currently resting at a fine two years old. Her first days were mostly spent within a secluded little spot in a scrapyard where her mother had either passed or fled, and was only by the grace of a caring two-leg that herself and her brothers ended up in the care of a retired sailor and his fat golden retriever instead of in the stars. Her relationship with this man was loving, giving her a taste of fish and salt as he would occasionally take the kittens onto the sea for a close-shore fishing trip. Eventually she grew old enough to be rehomed, and found herself in the care of one Donovan Jones. Donovan, a second-generation baker, maintains a bagel stand. Living in the city meant having to mind much more then the occasional fly, so Bagel works in his store as a first-class fly catcher and rat-pounder. The two have a very professional working relationship, with union-mandated bellyrubs, head pats and plenty of naps by the warm oven when Mr. Jones leaves for the day.

BERRY roleplayed by STRAWBERRYCUPID
The many-worlds interpretation tells us that there are many worlds that run parallel with each other. For each action you don't take, the reality where you did becomes its own universe. In another one, Berry wouldn't have put those words in the chat. Maybe the thought would have never crossed her mind. This was never the way it was supposed to, but Berry figures now it might be for the best. Long gone were the memories of having opposable thumbs and actually being allergic to cats. Now she was one. All long red hair that culminated into two bright yellow eyes like the moon. She could spend her days lazing around in her owner's house, or accompanying him for rides in his garbage truck. But Berry had far too much erratic energy she needed to get out. Always scheming something, overly empathetic, chatty to the point of potential obnoxiousness and a lot too curious for her own good, she tends to drag Honey along in every idea that pops into her head. And when she gets too nervous to take the plunge, Honey is always there to give her the gentle push she needs. Or a hard shove. Whichever. And for as much as they give each other grief, Berry couldn't really imagine dragging anyone else along other than her housemate.

EZREAL roleplayed by FLURRYOFSTARS
A purebred Oriental Short-hair with patches of white, brown, and black, and ghostly blue eyes. With a pedigree like his and a snazzy rhinestone collar to boot, Ezreal is fancy and everyone knows it. How couldn’t they with as much flaunting as he does. To him, street cats are vermin, clan cats are mindless beasts, and his neighbors nothing more than entertainment. No one really deserves him. Not even his owners, who have the audacity to parade around with knock-off designer bags. Puh-lease! He only stomachs them for the cooked meals they provide and for of course, keeping his litterbox nice and tidy. Most of the time, Ezreal remains indoors for the AC and the quiet, but if the twolegs won’t leave him alone, he’ll venture outside even with its frightfully dirty roads and (ew) unmowed lawns. It’s a 24 hour effort to keep his white fur spotless and his paws dirt-free, but he is exquisite in doing so. Narcissism aside, Ezreal’s also sassy and flamboyant, and maybe just maybe if the right hunk comes around, he’ll make room in his nest for two.

FLOOF roleplayed by LUSALIGHT
Floof wants for nothing as his two-legs give their chubby white tom everything he could need. He dreams of adventure but has never left his two-leg community. His excitement mostly comes from watching the fish his two-legs keep in a glass cage. The other cats in the community are of little interest to Floof and he is in desperate need of a friend.

SALEM roleplayed by IAN
In old English folklore, familiars existed alongside witches as supernatural entities that helped the witches do magic. These creatures were either malevalent or benevolent, simply depending on the practices of the witch or warlock to which the familiar belongs. These familiars brought protection and learning to the witches, and became a quintisential part of witchcraft of old, and the familiar today is still argued to be incredibly linked to the person that he works with. For Salem, this means that he is connected with a young apartment Wiccan, one still learning. This leads the tom to be incredibly patient and steadfast; after all, his bond with his human almost requires these aspects. Known more for his smell than anything, though, Salem smells like he rolled straight out of the cauldron, mostly because he spends most of his time at his human's grandmother's apothecary, where his human works. Smelling of essential oils and herbs, he is a healing spirit who believes that with dedication, magic can live in the air. Scent aside, Salem is an easy tom to get along with. He’s always willing to share stories and open up about himself, and he loves to learn more about others too. He’s also eager to show off his cool crystal collection and whenever he ventures outside, he’s on the hunt for more shiny rocks and gems.

STARBUCKS roleplayed by JADIE
Caramel cream fur cascades down this she-cat's hourglass figure like a river of brown sugar and cinnamon swirls. Her eyes are greener than the planet in an almost other-worldly way and certainly leave an impression. Starbucks is a truly massive she-cat although she is more tall than wide. Her WinterClan ancestry graces her pelt with billowy, cushion-like fur that makes her look twice her actual size even when laying flat. While not a conventional beauty, her personality and fluff surely turns heads, and any cat who isn't intimidated by the whirlwind that is Starbucks would describe her as "cute" and "adorable." She loves just about everything and everyone but has zero impulse control. She’s what she would call a go getter, someone who goes after what she wants while still glowing inside and out like a mini sun. You can't not like her but you actively find yourself avoiding her. She might have a touch of ADHD as you might find her a tad bit hyper as well as teetering from one subject to the next. She also has short term memory loss, which certainly does not help. Her mother tries to get her to shut up by medicating her, but, much to Mistyrose’s tireless hours of research, nothing seems to work on her as she proves to be her mother’s eternal hell with her non stop imagination and talkative nature. She was born in WinterClan as Evegreenwreath, successfully initiated into SunClan where she earned the name Caramelcrea and moonlighted in the League as a prisoner known as Kissy, before being found in a Starbucks dumpster by a lonely barista who took her home and christened her Starbucks.

URANIA roleplayed by GIDGETGAL
Daughter of Brizo and Zeus. The muse of astronomy, Urania is a stunning she-cat with short cream fur, with tan tabby stripes that adorn her face, legs, back, and tail. Her eyes are a rich golden color, reminiscent of the shade of a setting sun. She tends to be soft-spoken, not out of shyness but rather because her mind is constantly preoccupied with other things. Often seen staring off into space or mumbling under her breath, many of her peers tend to underestimate her, taking her daydreaming as a sign of a lack of intelligence. However, it is quite the opposite, as Urania is an extremely bright cat. She is able to remember anything to do with the moon cycles, constellations, or anything to do with the sky above. But even more than that, she understands the basics of survival and many different customs of the forest cats, and is a descendant of the wild group known as the Renegade Regime. In her youth, she was known for her restless wandering, small journeys always started out as a short walk out of the garden, but somehow led her to someplace new, though thanks to the stars she could always find her way back home. As she grew older, Urania's love for learning and adventure settled into a more peaceful desire; one for family and companionship that she eventually obtained through the love of her mate Landon, formerly known as Dragonguard, an old friend of her mother. Together they built a home for themselves and their two sons, Orion and Cygnus. For them, she'd travel to the ends of the earth, as they are the sun, moon, and stars of her world.



GANGS

Rogues come together for many reasons. These cats form gangs, causing mayhem and destruction everywhere they go. Territory, prey, battles. It’s what they live for. The adrenaline rush of fighting for their place, pride and prey. Gangs are created under the leadership of one or two cats who they follow without question. If you do question them, be it at your own risk. These groups are nothing like the clan cats of the forest. They’re ruthless, bloodthirsty, and greedy. Don’t trespass against them if you want to survive. Joining them is different for each gang just as each gang is different. They all have a code of their own, the most important and commonly known is don’t cross the leader. Will you dare it? Will you start a war with other gangs? What pride do you have if you allow another to take your land, your prey? Fight for your gang, stay loyal to them, or not and face the consequences. Your choice.


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¡ THE CITY ¡

PLACE A
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¡ ROGUES ¡

COLT roleplayed by Flurryofstars
Highly loyal to his family and father, but nothing to show for it. Despite never doing anything for himself, he’s called selfish. When he takes a risk, he’s called a coward. His entire life has been this way and it’s left a mark. Colt’s highly intelligent and great with words, but he’s a desperate cat that can’t live a day without being brutally frustrated with the fact that he’s underappreciated and unloved. Even with the best intentions, he ends up disappointing those around him. His sister and him have an especially strained relationship. Ever since they were around ten moons old, she’s hated him with a passion. The reason is between her and Colt, but it’s no secret that she thinks he’s evil. He does everything in his power to prove her wrong, but his past mistakes haunt him and he’s easily manipulated into believing the worst of himself. Other than his ice-blue eyes, Colt shares no resemblance with his parents or siblings. With black fur and a slim figure, he’s the pretty boy among rugged toms.

KOI roleplayed by Flurryofstars
Clouds of white, orange, and black mark Koi’s pelt like the scales of a fish, but the similarities end there. Lacking both grace and wisdom, there seems to be nothing behind his golden eyes; rather, his personality can be defined by one word: eccentric. Once part of a ruthless gang that long ago disbanded, Koi has chosen a more peaceful life. Frequenting fountains, ponds, and rivers, he’s never hard to find, but he never wants to be found. His time is much too valuable with all of the research and spiritual enlightenment he seeks. As Koi has learned from his life on the streets, all can be explained through the fish. Their every move is a symbol, their patterns a story, and their fins a lesson. They are his mentors and his deities. They are his prey. It is a strange life, being the protector of the fish, but one he immensely enjoys. Perhaps he lost a few brain cells after almost drowning one time, but this is just who he is now. Koi is above all else, a walking fortune cookie delivering cryptic knowledge and leaving a bad taste in the mouth. Still, one should not take him too lightly. Though he’s been flying solo for some time, he can still crack in a few skulls if push comes to shove.

ROSÉ roleplayed by DOT
Exotic and enchanting, Rosé can win a cat’s heart just by stepping into a room--a talent she’s learned to perfect and harness through the years. She’s hardly ever had to lift a paw to do anything in life. There’s always a tom willing to hunt for her, and she’ll eat up their infatuation until there’s nothing left to gain from them. Flings aren’t really her thing. She just toys with one cat until they want too much from her and then it’s off to the next. Without them, there’s not much she could do. Many times she’s considered joining a gang for protection or a two-leg nest for security, but so much freedom is exhilarating. Maybe when she’s ready to settle down things will change. However, she’s spent so much time pretending to be the perfect she-cat to her temporary companions, that she’s not sure who she really is. It’s a sad fact, but she doesn’t have much of a personality and she’s scared that someone might reject her for it.

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3. Phasellus vel est quis velit pulvinar facilisis in in velit.
4. Donec sit amet magna quis turpis laoreet fringilla efficitur quis risus.
5. Nam venenatis felis sollicitudin erat egestas, ut bibendum ipsum porttitor.
XX GANG'S CODE
1. Duis finibus arcu id odio aliquam fringilla.
2. Morbi lobortis dui vel elit semper lacinia.
3. Phasellus vel est quis velit pulvinar facilisis in in velit.
4. Donec sit amet magna quis turpis laoreet fringilla efficitur quis risus.
5. Nam venenatis felis sollicitudin erat egestas, ut bibendum ipsum porttitor.
XX GANG'S CODE
1. Duis finibus arcu id odio aliquam fringilla.
2. Morbi lobortis dui vel elit semper lacinia.
3. Phasellus vel est quis velit pulvinar facilisis in in velit.
4. Donec sit amet magna quis turpis laoreet fringilla efficitur quis risus.
5. Nam venenatis felis sollicitudin erat egestas, ut bibendum ipsum porttitor.

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