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Oh how we taunted the Mechanoids after they

  • Oh how we taunted the Mechanoids after they toasted all the organic creatures of the Seventh Arm. So what if they were post-organic -- we were post-material Hah! Mecha Master 2708

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  • had graffiti all down its back that I had self-expressed. We of the Eighth Arm sent an aura blast at Mecha Master 2708, which it dodged easily. Maybe the doomsayer was right; maybe

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  • the day the kangaroos wept and the soft Thornlillies refused to grow was not the end of the beginning, or the middle of the end, or even the middle of the ending's beginning, but

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  • as Aughra pondered this she said, "Beginning, end, all the same." She is an old hermit woman who lives in a brain-shaped observatory atop a mountain.

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  • Hanging over her front door are vinelike creatures that prevent unwelcome visitors from entering. Aughra keeps collections of shiny things, my precious, including

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  • rings of many shapes and sizes. Yes, precious, but not the One Ring, no, not the One Ring, precious; tis kept far from her horrible handses, it is, yes.

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  • Gollum knew where the bottle of sangria was hidden, and her hands would touch neither that or the ring. Malpractise suits followed after the Black Knight treated his patients for

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  • rectal polyps by sticking his prosthetic limbs into their rectums and then inflating, slightly, the surface of his prosthetic arms and then just pulling them out. He does 2 at a

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  • time, lest his reputation be blackened. This is, after all, a profession, and any less would send the wrong message about what he was about. He inflated the prosthetics, and pulled

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  • back out onto the highway of life, determined to come in first at any cost. He had to win. He had to. But he didn't. "Aw, winning is for losers," he griped as the crowds cheered.

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