Post by luigi virotelli on Jun 20, 2012 12:42:20 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 300px] [style=height: 30px; width: 300px; font-family: impact; font-size: 30px; color: 141414; text-transform: uppercase]keeping the peace [/style][style=width: 300px; background-image: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/s67p7b.png); background-repeat: repeat][style=float: left; height: 3px; width: 290px; background-color: 0095A5; margin-top: 30px][/style][style=height: 100px; width: 100px; float: right; margin-right: 10px; border: 2px solid 0095A5; margin-top: -20px] [/style][style=width: 170px; height: 50px; font-family: verdana; color: FFFFFF; font-size: 10px; padding: 10px]music xxxwords xxx notes xxx[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: D0D0D0; text-align: justify; padding: 60 10 20 10] Luigi was skulking down the alleys late at night, hot on the trail of something he enjoyed greatly. Cake. There was a delivery boy carrying the cake down a dark alley, a risky manuever, but one that did often save time. He licked his lips as he crawled over the walls, growing ever ready to pounce upon his unsuspecting target. The man turned a corner as Luigi leaped to another wall, his scarf keeping him suspended in the shadows. Slowly he crept down to the ground, walking silently on his scarf. He would crouch, gaining speed slowly as the man neared the exit into another alleyway. Luigi's body would spring forward, attempting to tackle the cake right out of the man's hands. However, the man would turn just moments too soon, and Luigi's body would fly right out of the alley, and into the sidewalk of the main street. Worst of all, he ended up tackling someone, but he wasn't entirely sure who. [/style][/style] [style=height: 30; font-family: impact; font-size: 30px; color: 141414; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -7px]whatever that means [/style] |