BeyondOblivion
Two Thousand Club
Name: Micah Dawson
Age: 16
Appearance: <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_12/cuteboy1.jpg.d9757c5d8ca010a915765222b56b80e4.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="36697" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_12/cuteboy1.jpg.d9757c5d8ca010a915765222b56b80e4.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
Micah finished setting up his tent in the middle of the woods and he sighed in content, laying on the tree near it to catch his breath. He'd been out here for a few hours and now he'd finally gotten everything ready for the night. Well, everything but his stomach.
He light a small fire in the dirt and took out some plain sausage, then began to roast it, smiling warmly as it all began to roast for him. Little would he know how tonight was going to change everything. Forever.
Age: 16
Appearance: <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_12/cuteboy1.jpg.d9757c5d8ca010a915765222b56b80e4.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="36697" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_12/cuteboy1.jpg.d9757c5d8ca010a915765222b56b80e4.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
Micah finished setting up his tent in the middle of the woods and he sighed in content, laying on the tree near it to catch his breath. He'd been out here for a few hours and now he'd finally gotten everything ready for the night. Well, everything but his stomach.
He light a small fire in the dirt and took out some plain sausage, then began to roast it, smiling warmly as it all began to roast for him. Little would he know how tonight was going to change everything. Forever.