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  <title>Keegan Robins</title>
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    <email>kieengels@yahoo.com</email>
    <name>Keegan Robins</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-24T04:50:51Z</updated>
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    <title>rockinrobins @ 2009-03-23T23:48:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T04:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T04:50:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ludo...would you be willing to be the best man in the wedding?&amp;#160;I know this is...close to the crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dirk. Will you stand in my wedding?&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey. Will you stand in my wedding?... In less than two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hexed to friends only.</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T00:23:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T00:23:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a letter from a Cannons scout. They'll be coming to a game after the season is over to see me play. &lt;strike&gt;HOLYHELLWHATIFIFUCKUP&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This feels like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Owl to Ashlyn</title>
    <published>2008-12-31T16:09:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-31T16:11:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy birthday love. I miss you and can't wait to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Keegan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; in the owl there is a set of new quills and a fresh roll of parchment with a small note next to it. "Sorry this isn't a better present. Love, Keegan."&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:rockinrobins:1003</id>
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    <title>rockinrobins @ 2008-12-04T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-05T05:17:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-05T05:17:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ashlyn. Are you busy?</content>
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    <title>rockinrobins @ 2008-08-08T01:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T06:22:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T06:23:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="HEXED SEVERELY TO PHEOBE"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Oh God.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;Pheobe, you gotta swear you won't tell anyone but I bought a ring for Ashlyn. I need advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down the days until I leave Hogwarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Oh Merlin's left testicle.&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:rockinrobins:337</id>
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    <title>rockinrobins @ 2008-07-15T18:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T23:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T00:09:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="got to be a joker"&gt;Name: Keegan Michael Robins&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Keeg, Keegs, Key, Robins&lt;br /&gt;Blood Status: Halfblood&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Male&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Orientation: Straight&lt;br /&gt;Father: Michael Evan Robins&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Amelia Isabelle Robins nee Smithson&lt;br /&gt;Wand: Gnarled Alderwood, Twelve inches, merfolk hair&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: October 29th, 1961&lt;br /&gt;PB: David Henrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Easy going with a temper. Very loyal and quick to forgive. Gets jealous easily. Sports oriented but doesn't really have a specific team to support. He just likes getting involved it all depends on the team that's playing. Studious to a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back History: Born in London in the dead of night Keegan had it easy from the beginning. Being the youngest of three he was always spoiled and always treated as if he were on a pedastal. He showed first signs of magic at an early age turning his sister's hair a bright green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he entered Hogwarts he was immediatly sorted into Hufflepuff. In his second year he tried out for the Quidditch team and was accepted as a beater. As he grew up and decided that girls didn't have cooties he developed a quick crush on Ashlyn Cooper. He found that her outspoken ways for some reason were sexy and began to court her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his fifth year he finally asked Ashlyn out and surprisingly she said yes. Fighting against each other on the Quidditch Pitch and studying together they eventually began to fall in love. Now during their seventh year they are beginning to plan for their future.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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