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Anniversary- Epilogue

I was wondering where those guys went...

by caylista
Oh No... Robots!!

Idea by ruben160

by tatadsb

When Zombies Attack...and fail.

Not all zombies get the hang of it.

Written by cherishtwilight

by sophieauditore

NeoPaper: No Neoschool?

Should've learned that by now...

by mbredboy31
Potatoes - Loyalty

This is not what I signed up for.

by breaziecat
Paint Brush Woes

Hm, not what I was expecting...

by milestrong
Wishes Can Be Evil

Well this plan backfired.

Also by gypsychic420

by vesus10

Nerkmid Dreams: Unexpected Wall Decorations

Uh, yeah, I totally sold them...

Art by brooklyn3223

by therainbowsheep

Changes

What do you mean it's a cheap trick to break the fourth wall?

Also by meowbey

by certifiabletrash

#LDN - Introduction

An introduction to the evil Kiko known as the Dark Lord of Nightmares...

by gorubeza
Nesting

What is going on!?

Also by spurstrap!

by suixx

Fire VS Ice

And the winner is...?

Idea by coolnish_azn101

by hikariyugi_yamiatemu

Mean Grarrls

Ow!

by cyallia
Evil-opia: The Plan

I guess height really does matter.

by mucka33
 
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"The Bennett Files: The Case of the Faerie Ring" by amarettoball
It was a chilly day in Altador, which was why Strai was happy to be working inside for once. As a Maraquan Gelert, he was naturally inclined to be outside, or at least around a body of water. Today, though, he was pretty certain that if he had stayed outside for more than a few hours without an enchantment, he would have shriveled up from the dry air and shrunken into a nice little Brucicle. His partner, Bennett, was lamenting the wasted opportunity to bear the weather and see what mishaps Strai would get himself into. The woodland Uni meant Strai no harm, but his eccentric and curious nature often led him to test the most absurd theories while giving little regard to the consequences. The two of them worked out of a quaint detective office adjacent to their home, and while many requested their services, Bennett only accepted cases that he didn't consider "mundane."




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Just a Grarrl
Memories of Captain Emilia Grarrl

by gooduntill1910

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Pyramid
"Are we ready to lock it up, Chief?" Melek asked the soldier in charge of the scene. Chief Lokenus looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "My soldiers will have everything packed within an hour. Why are you so anxious to close it?" "Lokenus, I've been waiting twelve years for this to happen. I'd like to savour it a little, but unfortunately I've got things to do. We need to replace the king, soon."

by azienskieth

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101 Reasons NOT To Annoy Dr. Sloth
Even if my neck were on the line (which thankfully it isn’t), I’d hope you would be sensible enough not to do anything on that list. But just in case my pleas are not enough, here are some further reasons not to annoy Dr. Sloth…

by debbie1188

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Filling Your Trophy Cabinet
I have been doing my best to find the games that I, and others who aren’t great when it comes to games, can attain with just a little practice and timing everything just right. The games listed aren’t all flash games, but they’re trophies that aren’t always suggested as the easy-to-get ones.

by katehoughtonbeckett

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A Light Faerie's Quest: Part One
High above the clouds, Flora the Light Faerie lived with her sisters in a small cottage on the outskirts of Faerieland. She had a comfortable life, sharing her knowledge with her younger siblings and making sure they knew the lay of the land and the ways of their people. Folks around town knew of her kindness, as she was constantly doing her best to help others in any way they might need.

by alyndasgallery

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Beneath the Haunted Woods: Part Four
Nothing but the sounds of crumbling stones and rock could be heard as Arthur traversed the dark, hollow tunnel, his hand against the wall to keep himself from slipping over the rough, jagged ground beneath him. The red Zafara’s legs ached, his head throbbed and his eyes weary. Small, loose stones that littered the cave floor pinched, stabbed and strained his feet with every step.

by shadowknight_72



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