Finished Folds (1—9)

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  It was 10:30 at night. The sky had turned a sullen orange, and Jake felt more alive than ever before. The blood that oozed from his ears and eyes didn't worry him. The green ooze

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  2012-08-21 12:31:43

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  eat for it to end like this. True love in a hard shelled body is something that will sound in the trashcans and pizza boxes of the city tonight. I exited left, my wife, right....

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  2012-08-21 12:27:56

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  Pulling on his mask, he headed down the wooden stairs, picking up 2 throwing stars and his Taco Bell loyalty card. This restaurant would know the full force of a ninja attack.

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  2012-08-21 12:24:59

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  ond that she fell the the floor, I knew that I had only 2 options. Wikileaks or eBay. Either bringing down the worlds governments, or making a few bucks to maintain my smurf habit.

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  2012-08-21 12:23:05

• 9
  extract plasma from my nail and fire it directly at the electro bars that held me in the small, confined room. the bars shorted, my escape route now shown. Nursing a finger pain I

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  2012-08-21 12:19:57

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  ride up his back, exposing his hairy buttocks each time he jumped and kicked his legs in the air. This madman was, for want of a better word, mad. I decided there and then that

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  2012-08-21 12:17:39

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  I was left holding a joypad in my hands as the door slammed behind Charlie. Who does he think he was, leaving me in the middle of a level with a wave of mutants heading towards me.

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  2012-08-21 12:15:41

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  It was so wierd. The holiday had turned crazy, all because of the tentacles that I had found lying on the beach that cold, magical morning. They had been picked up and dragged to

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  2012-08-20 12:09:33

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  burst out in fits of hysterical shouting over my dying body. The irony was, it was in a Klingon dialect that I couldn't understand, and as my life slowly ebbed from my body, all I

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  2012-08-20 12:05:35