Finished Folds (1—7)
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2My plan is to waltz into my local Micky D's and buy all of the McRibs they have, then stockpile them in my freezer. I'll make a killer profit once the first Horseman arrives.
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1promptly collapsed at the automated door, having suffocated to death. Despite the size of the fish people paid it no mind, stepping on the once-gold corpse with no thought to it.
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3and your refusal to use our facilities properly!" As if it were my fault that in all 8 bathrooms, I couldn't find a single functional one. Ah, well. Time to sell my blood for rent.
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6All of my words came out garbled, like I was speaking in reverse. They turned to watch as I struggled to articulate my thoughts. My eyes stung with tears, theirs shone with malice.
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3This didn't go over as well as I'd thought, the entire situation ending with me being hog-tied and dragged to a murky black pond. I was held over the surface, when I saw something
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2thrashing in the trunk of my Cadillac. "Shit." I veered off the road onto the shoulder, getting out and going to the back of my car. I popped the boot open to face my victim.
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3you meddle with the affairs of Gods, little mortal." Their body began to morph, growing smooth mottled fur, pointed ears, and retractable claws. The pain was indescribable, but it