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  <title>I'm going to speed my way into your hearts.</title>
  <subtitle>Vanellope von Schweetz</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Vanellope von Schweetz</name>
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  <updated>2014-10-09T11:19:33Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-14:2015911:3122</id>
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    <title>THIRD LAP. [text from goldenrod city.]</title>
    <published>2014-10-08T17:25:29Z</published>
    <updated>2014-10-09T11:19:33Z</updated>
    <category term="being real is suffering"/>
    <category term="life just isn't fair sometimes"/>
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    <category term="what a sad gogurt"/>
    <category term="the schweetezt girl in the world"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/featherplay/gogogurt_zpsd043e038.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier" new="new"&gt;the ladies at the center said she's got a case of the pokeflu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been sick before. she looks sad, and she can't run around or make noises. before i knew what was going on, i yelled at her for puking on everything i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your pokemon starts puking on everything you love, don't yell at them. they already feel bad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rarestcandy&amp;ditemid=3122" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-14:2015911:2974</id>
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    <title>SECOND LAP. [rocket frequency audio; video from lake of rage.]</title>
    <published>2014-07-01T22:56:06Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-01T22:56:06Z</updated>
    <category term="‣ rocket audio"/>
    <category term="‣ video"/>
    <category term="camping game not strong enough"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;[AUDIO; LOCKED TO ROCKETS]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... How come we never do anything &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;? I mean, I guess some of you guys think explosions are fun or whatever -- and they can be! -- but shouldn't there be like, I dunno, a company picnic, or a morale-boosting festival? Let's face it, guys, as a team we don't have the greatest track record of successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[NOT THAT SHE...MINDS THAT...]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even some of you old, boring guys gotta enjoy &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; fun! Throw us younger members a bone, here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;[VIDEO; OPEN TO PUBLIC]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, I've got a question. And I need you to think really hard on it! This is &lt;i&gt;important&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[She stares into the camera for several seconds, brows furrowed to show the seriousness of the situation.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You can only eat &lt;i&gt;one thing&lt;/i&gt; for the rest of your life. &lt;i&gt;Go&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[...Yeah, she might be going a little bit stir-crazy in her tent, today.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rarestcandy&amp;ditemid=2974" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-05-14:2015911:2685</id>
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    <title>First Lap. [video/action for goldenrod city.]</title>
    <published>2014-03-03T22:40:43Z</published>
    <updated>2014-03-03T22:40:43Z</updated>
    <category term="team rocket more like team rockheads"/>
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    <category term="being diet proves he's evil"/>
    <category term="bat buddy"/>
    <category term="video"/>
    <category term="the schweetezt girl in the world"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[The feed turns on to Vanellope checking over her shoulder to the opening in an alley. When all seems clear, she looks back to the screen with a growing grin.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a girl gotta do to get some &lt;i&gt;space&lt;/i&gt; around here, jeez. I know, I know. What's not to love about someone as utterly adorable as me? I should be used to the admirers competing for my attention. &lt;small&gt;[She drops the high and mighty tone with a swipe to her bangs.]&lt;/small&gt; Anyway, never had a guy like &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; chase me around before. The portable volcano thing's kinda new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[A bat flaps tiredly down the alley before settling on Vanellope's shoulder.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even Boogie likes 'im, and she likes &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt;. So how do I get Volcano Guy to cool it for a while, huh? C'mon, don't be shy, these ears are open to suggestions. &lt;small&gt;Even if they practically talked the things off before... Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[She sits herself down on a discarded box with an exaggerated sigh, which transitions smoothly into a hesitant smile. It won't be long before the Numel spotted her again, forcing her to move all throughout Goldenrod City, but she had the time for one more important question.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Stinkbrain, you still around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rarestcandy&amp;ditemid=2685" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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