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		<title>Jetfire99 at 05:04, 10 January 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;He followed the Program made Flesh with his hands tucked in the pockets of his greatcoat. Just out on walkabout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;He followed the Program made Flesh with his hands tucked in the pockets of his greatcoat. Just out on walkabout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What is that? That freaky thang...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A mixture of words and whistling seems to be what is coming from the likes of Ron Stoppable at this very moment. He's minding his own business, doing the only thing he should be allowed to do in any sort of fashion: Traversing Traverse Town. He's got his hands in his pockets and he's just kind of blissfully unaware of anything that may or may not be green and black and evil all over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus, however, while perched on Ron's shoulder is so much more observant. While he too was just dancing along to the whistling of his theme song, Rufus kind of freezes up when he sees who is off in the near distance. There's a small squeak of what may be fear or something else and then he's reaching up to yank and tug on Ron's ear, frantic pointing!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Yes, it's the Naked Mole Ra--- OWWWWW! Hey!&amp;quot; Ron's loud exclamation is probably too loud and he doesn't pick up on the fact that he should be looking in the direction that Rufus is pointing right now. He's too busy trying to nurse his ear back to good health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What is that? That freaky thang...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A mixture of words and whistling seems to be what is coming from the likes of Ron Stoppable at this very moment. He's minding his own business, doing the only thing he should be allowed to do in any sort of fashion: Traversing Traverse Town. He's got his hands in his pockets and he's just kind of blissfully unaware of anything that may or may not be green and black and evil all over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus, however, while perched on Ron's shoulder is so much more observant. While he too was just dancing along to the whistling of his theme song, Rufus kind of freezes up when he sees who is off in the near distance. There's a small squeak of what may be fear or something else and then he's reaching up to yank and tug on Ron's ear, frantic pointing!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Yes, it's the Naked Mole Ra--- OWWWWW! Hey!&amp;quot; Ron's loud exclamation is probably too loud and he doesn't pick up on the fact that he should be looking in the direction that Rufus is pointing right now. He's too busy trying to nurse his ear back to good health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Zeke didn't think Deelel was normal, but then he looked like something one might be forgiven for stepping straight off the pages of Treasure Island, given a bath and a shave, vitamines, and. Well. He noted Shego and Ron but what was it to him? Lotta people having business 'round here so he focused instead on the oddball Tatoos. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Ron started screaming and he finally turned to look at what the fuss was over. &amp;quot;Can you two keep it /down/ over there?&amp;quot; He sounded.... annoyed... &amp;quot;Nobody's fool enough t'hurt ya out in public lad. Not with those shadow crawlie thinggies on the loose.&amp;quot; Sure there would always be chrime. There were always territory wars and gang violence, but having litteral beasts from beyond trying to eat you or drag you off..... That had ways of refocusing priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Zeke didn't think Deelel was normal, but then he looked like something one might be forgiven for stepping straight off the pages of Treasure Island, given a bath and a shave, vitamines, and. Well. He noted Shego and Ron but what was it to him? Lotta people having business 'round here so he focused instead on the oddball Tatoos. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Ron started screaming and he finally turned to look at what the fuss was over. &amp;quot;Can you two keep it /down/ over there?&amp;quot; He sounded.... annoyed... &amp;quot;Nobody's fool enough t'hurt ya out in public lad. Not with those shadow crawlie thinggies on the loose.&amp;quot; Sure there would always be chrime. There were always territory wars and gang violence, but having litteral beasts from beyond trying to eat you or drag you off..... That had ways of refocusing priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel looks over at teh strange man for a moment she realises she's getting well looked over and she shrugs fgor a bit. &amp;quot;Not when every other passer by is armed as well. The Heartless are a far more troubling thing in times like this. They don't eat they infect.&amp;quot; She corrects the captain almost off hand without meaning to. &amp;quot;So you ....&amp;quot; She watches as well the chase has seemingly started &amp;quot;...Users...&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel looks over at teh strange man for a moment she realises she's getting well looked over and she shrugs fgor a bit. &amp;quot;Not when every other passer by is armed as well. The Heartless are a far more troubling thing in times like this. They don't eat they infect.&amp;quot; She corrects the captain almost off hand without meaning to. &amp;quot;So you ....&amp;quot; She watches as well the chase has seemingly started &amp;quot;...Users...&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Jetfire99 at 05:03, 10 January 2013</title>
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 05:03, 10 January 2013&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel has beena very busy basic really, supplies, resarch talking to allies and generally fighting heartless. She's going to resupply on a few things for herself but mostly her allies. Someone's got to make the supply runs right? Also this was one of the better place to find more hightech things since the fall of Manhattan, Her clothing is a bit on the odd side and the fact she's got strange ciruti like tatoos on her exposed arm, not to mention a strange disk attached to the back of her clothing is strange but she's really minding her own business for the ... moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel has beena very busy basic really, supplies, resarch talking to allies and generally fighting heartless. She's going to resupply on a few things for herself but mostly her allies. Someone's got to make the supply runs right? Also this was one of the better place to find more hightech things since the fall of Manhattan, Her clothing is a bit on the odd side and the fact she's got strange ciruti like tatoos on her exposed arm, not to mention a strange disk attached to the back of her clothing is strange but she's really minding her own business for the ... moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Speaking of wandering the worlds there was this one young salt of a captain. What was he doing in Traverse? His ship was stocked. His crew was enjoying time to themselves. He'd just been hanging out til he saw Deelel. Sure Tatoos weren't a new concept, but these?&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;He followed the Program made Flesh with his hands tucked in the pockets of his greatcoat. Just out on walkabout.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What is that? That freaky thang...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A mixture of words and whistling seems to be what is coming from the likes of Ron Stoppable at this very moment. He's minding his own business, doing the only thing he should be allowed to do in any sort of fashion: Traversing Traverse Town. He's got his hands in his pockets and he's just kind of blissfully unaware of anything that may or may not be green and black and evil all over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus, however, while perched on Ron's shoulder is so much more observant. While he too was just dancing along to the whistling of his theme song, Rufus kind of freezes up when he sees who is off in the near distance. There's a small squeak of what may be fear or something else and then he's reaching up to yank and tug on Ron's ear, frantic pointing!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Yes, it's the Naked Mole Ra--- OWWWWW! Hey!&amp;quot; Ron's loud exclamation is probably too loud and he doesn't pick up on the fact that he should be looking in the direction that Rufus is pointing right now. He's too busy trying to nurse his ear back to good health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What is that? That freaky thang...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A mixture of words and whistling seems to be what is coming from the likes of Ron Stoppable at this very moment. He's minding his own business, doing the only thing he should be allowed to do in any sort of fashion: Traversing Traverse Town. He's got his hands in his pockets and he's just kind of blissfully unaware of anything that may or may not be green and black and evil all over.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus, however, while perched on Ron's shoulder is so much more observant. While he too was just dancing along to the whistling of his theme song, Rufus kind of freezes up when he sees who is off in the near distance. There's a small squeak of what may be fear or something else and then he's reaching up to yank and tug on Ron's ear, frantic pointing!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Yes, it's the Naked Mole Ra--- OWWWWW! Hey!&amp;quot; Ron's loud exclamation is probably too loud and he doesn't pick up on the fact that he should be looking in the direction that Rufus is pointing right now. He's too busy trying to nurse his ear back to good health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 22:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 27:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Gone Like The Wind.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Ron Stoppable as already on the move and running away like there was nothing to do but run. He was going in the complete and opposite direction of Shego, hands out in front of him and putting the sneakers to the street like he was meant to do this. In a way, he kind of is. &amp;quot;At least she remembered my name!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus doesn't look as impressed with this feat as Ron seems to be. Mostly because he's hanging onto Ron's shirt for dear life and the speed at which Ron is making with the MUST GET AWAY is something short of Epic. He, of course, has no where to actually hide. Traverse Town is very Not Middleton. And while he's been here for quite sometime, Ron Stoppable still doesn't have a particularly comfortable place to stay. And if he did, he sure wouldn't want to lead Shego there!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Must. Keep. Running.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;AHHHH! KIIIIIIIIIM!&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Gone Like The Wind.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Ron Stoppable as already on the move and running away like there was nothing to do but run. He was going in the complete and opposite direction of Shego, hands out in front of him and putting the sneakers to the street like he was meant to do this. In a way, he kind of is. &amp;quot;At least she remembered my name!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus doesn't look as impressed with this feat as Ron seems to be. Mostly because he's hanging onto Ron's shirt for dear life and the speed at which Ron is making with the MUST GET AWAY is something short of Epic. He, of course, has no where to actually hide. Traverse Town is very Not Middleton. And while he's been here for quite sometime, Ron Stoppable still doesn't have a particularly comfortable place to stay. And if he did, he sure wouldn't want to lead Shego there!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Must. Keep. Running.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;AHHHH! KIIIIIIIIIM!&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Zeke didn't think Deelel was normal, but then he looked like something one might be forgiven for stepping straight off the pages of Treasure Island, given a bath and a shave, vitamines, and. Well. He noted Shego and Ron but what was it to him? Lotta people having business 'round here so he focused instead on the oddball Tatoos. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Ron started screaming and he finally turned to look at what the fuss was over. &amp;quot;Can you two keep it /down/ over there?&amp;quot; He sounded.... annoyed... &amp;quot;Nobody's fool enough t'hurt ya out in public lad. Not with those shadow crawlie thinggies on the loose.&amp;quot; Sure there would always be chrime. There were always territory wars and gang violence, but having litteral beasts from beyond trying to eat you or drag you off..... That had ways of refocusing priorities.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel looks over at teh strange man for a moment she realises she's getting well looked over and she shrugs fgor a bit. &amp;quot;Not when every other passer by is armed as well. The Heartless are a far more troubling thing in times like this. They don't eat they infect.&amp;quot; She corrects the captain almost off hand without meaning to. &amp;quot;So you ....&amp;quot; She watches as well the chase has seemingly started &amp;quot;...Users...&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel looks over at teh strange man for a moment she realises she's getting well looked over and she shrugs fgor a bit. &amp;quot;Not when every other passer by is armed as well. The Heartless are a far more troubling thing in times like this. They don't eat they infect.&amp;quot; She corrects the captain almost off hand without meaning to. &amp;quot;So you ....&amp;quot; She watches as well the chase has seemingly started &amp;quot;...Users...&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 28:&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot;&gt;Line 36:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Maybe Ron's a Robot because he doesn't seem to be getting tired at all. In fact, he's just making with the zig-zagging of running at this moment, to make sure he doesn't run into anyone. Which, for someone as bumbling and clumsy as Ron normally is, it is somewhat interesting that he hasn't ran into anyone or anything just yet.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Could Running Away be the only thing that Ron Stoppable excels at?!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Send me an e-mail!&amp;quot; is yelled over his shoulder at the villainess that is chasing him down like some kind of... well, villainess that is chasing him down. &amp;quot;Rufus. We're gonna' have to take down Shego on our own. You with me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus manages to let go of the shirt with one little paw and gives a squeaky salute.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Good. Soon as I think of a plan, we'll do just that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; More Running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Ron Stoppable]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Maybe Ron's a Robot because he doesn't seem to be getting tired at all. In fact, he's just making with the zig-zagging of running at this moment, to make sure he doesn't run into anyone. Which, for someone as bumbling and clumsy as Ron normally is, it is somewhat interesting that he hasn't ran into anyone or anything just yet.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Could Running Away be the only thing that Ron Stoppable excels at?!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Send me an e-mail!&amp;quot; is yelled over his shoulder at the villainess that is chasing him down like some kind of... well, villainess that is chasing him down. &amp;quot;Rufus. We're gonna' have to take down Shego on our own. You with me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Rufus manages to let go of the shirt with one little paw and gives a squeaky salute.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Good. Soon as I think of a plan, we'll do just that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; More Running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;:'''[[Zeke]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Zeke looked from Ron and Shego being Weird to Deelel before raising an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Of?&amp;quot; He asked. &amp;quot;Users of.... what? Helps to be specific miss, though and i do apologize if I&amp;quot;m being overly rude but... who did your tatoos? I know a guy who has a fella from singapor that does great work but those. Those would take real talent to make.&amp;quot;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel says &amp;quot;User....err.&amp;quot; She looks a bit sheepish. &amp;quot;It's a term for humans where I am from as for the what did you call them Tattoos? They were there the moment I set foot in Manhattan from my world.&amp;quot; She admits. &amp;quot;So I'm afraid I do not have that information.&amp;quot; She just stares at the whole Ron and Shego chase. However the Captain is gone like a mist, like some sort of ninja but that ain't right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Deelel]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Deelel says &amp;quot;User....err.&amp;quot; She looks a bit sheepish. &amp;quot;It's a term for humans where I am from as for the what did you call them Tattoos? They were there the moment I set foot in Manhattan from my world.&amp;quot; She admits. &amp;quot;So I'm afraid I do not have that information.&amp;quot; She just stares at the whole Ron and Shego chase. However the Captain is gone like a mist, like some sort of ninja but that ain't right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Requiemoftheheart at 09:46, 9 January 2013</title>
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		<title>Requiemoftheheart: Created page with &quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2013/01/09 |Location=Traverse Town Streets |Synopsis=Shego encounters a familiar face from her own world. Said familiar face bolts. Hot sauce ensue...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2013/01/09 |Location=Traverse Town Streets |Synopsis=Shego encounters a familiar face from her own world. Said familiar face bolts. Hot sauce ensue...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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