3 Folds
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I let out a quiet whimper, the membrane appeared soft, but the way it rippled in and out, I knew it wouldn't be easy to pierce. This was it. I was done for. -
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It wasn't that easy, not at all. Coming up with the right adventure starter in only 180 characters... it was difficult, even for the most creative of the authors...
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This was naturally frustrating for the young assassin. So, Lily took it upon herself to give herself her /own/ assignment. She was going to kill her nemesis, Mary-Kate.
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Confused glances were exchanged as he stood backup, rubbing his temple slowly. "Are... are you alright, sir?"
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wards the center of the ring. I gritted my teeth as I watched his movement away from the track. What was the Jockey thinking?! The race would be lost!
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As he stepped into his cozy home, the gray wolf was tackled by his cubs, each starved, ribs visible. Their meager whimpers broke his heart as they clawed at the meat in his jaw.
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It wasn't like it was top-priority. I was already too deep into the black abyss of space for time-keeping to matter. And with my enormous crew of one, it mattered even less...
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Which was unfortunate for the impending deadline. Mel Gibson had to produce a readable script by Sunday for the cast, but his coworkers weren't making this an easy feat.
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When live gives you lemons, you make lemonade, that's the obvious answer. But when...
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spraying a sea of dust into the air. The sneeze that had previously cleared his sinuses returned with each breath. Inhale, sneeze. Inhale... sneeze. Mr. Boris Karlov didn't see any
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the deep horizon, Nora took in a sharp breath. This would be the last she would ever see of the brilliant star.
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other simply rolled around in their own fantasies. None of them seemed to have much of a care. None of them seemed to notice the goo that edged towards them.
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for disaster is absolutely /fabulous/," The Doughboy Devil let out a quiet chuckle, "You have /got/ to whip it up for me, sometime. Maybe... take a few ingredients from me"
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Kirk turned to establish eye contact with his commanding officer for a brief moment, furrowing his eyebrows, "So, what? Are you expecting me to explain something I don't know?"
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Jealous. Jealous little maggots. Of course they were /jealous/. I was better. I was /the best/. And Envy was a sin. But then again, so was Pride.
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I held up my arms in attempt to protect my face from the thorns and fell to my knees. Blood was already seeping down my arm from the cuts I had gained. As I glanced upwards in sear
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Not like he was truly complaining. He was grateful, in a sense, for the cold calm. Corran closed his eyes for a brief moment, a sigh escaping his barely parted lips.
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Or the disorganized clamour that filled their streets and homes. Everything back on Earth seemed so... angry. Such a contrast to the peaceful astral body she now called her home.
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I took in a sharp breath, eyes trained at my feet, "I can't," The words hung to my throat like barbed twine, but that didn't mean I was going to give in, "I don't care who you are"
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"You can't possibly be serious!" Akakios's jaw hung open slightly, slowly pulling up his lips into a snarl, "You say I have twelve days left? Twelve days left for /what/?"