Finished Folds (1—11)
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3The tears of victory fell like line pieces. "Another one cleared," I whispered as the retro music started up again. Although I would have sword that it hadn't ended...
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3returned with a paper bag sopping with blood. "I beheaded her," the hitbot said, "I hope that was okay." "Fine, fine," Griffin sighed. The shit you had to do for a little matricide
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3Scanning the scene, all I could find were the Avengers. They would be useless here. Well, perhaps there was another way through. I began walking along the perimeter fence.
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4Pope climbed into the tank and sped forward. This was a terrible threat indeed, and there was only one bad enough dude for the job. Shades down, he began charging up the Vaticannon
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5stuff the bird down her shirt and shuffle out the door. Squawker fought back pretty hard, but she thought that for the most part nobody suspected a thing. Just as she approached
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7Dave ate a burrito and thought of the good old days.
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3And his hat it flew open, and out sprung a hand. A hand most magnificent, polished, and grand. The hand held a gun, it was loaded as well. And the cat looked right at him and said
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3James felt the scarlet knife slide out of his hand.
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5the various bottled water companies which had profited from his business. Furious, Aquafina sent an assassin to hunt out and kill his family. He knocked on Bill's door and waited
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5Ernie heard a deafening crash. Snatching his coat, he dashed out onto the street, gaping at the accident. An oil truck had crashed into a cement mixer, flooding the road with
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7sentence that carried on throughout her life, passing the torch centuries old from generation to generation onwards. For years and years this practice had continued, cementing them