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Nameless Grey

Amaya's story.

by sadu_chan
Turning A Page Yourself

Sometimes a boring job can have the greatest joys, no matter how small.

by 500knives
Fall From Grace

Her arms were full of books, as usual. "I’ve come to return these and check out more."

by cosmicfire918
Albert the Kacheek's Birthday

Sometimes you’re dealt a bad hand, but that doesn’t mean you give up. You find the positive.

by butterflybandage
To Adopt A Mutant

Even mutants need love...

by newenglandquizzer
 
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"Albert the Kacheek's Birthday" by butterflybandage
"Where is that darned shopkeeper at?" The young Kacheek grumbled to himself, holding a lantern high above his head, cradling a (very expensive) Gorerito with his left hand. The night sky was speckled with bright silver stars and the sound of feral Petpets’ growls, hoots, and yips filled the chilly air. As spooky as the scene was, the Kacheek was accustomed to the ambience and was more concerned with finding that darned Bruce. This was a typical night for Albert. Having been kidnapped by the Esophagor years earlier, the Kacheek spent his days (and evenings) fetching spooky foods for the strange creature. Often on this trips alone, he would imagine what his life would’ve been like if he never wandered into the Haunted Woods that fateful day. What his garden would look like; how many new species of flora were discovered; if the Buzzes that lived in his garden were doing well … he dreamt of a day where he could accomplish the Esophagor’s quest in time, where he could leave the Mutant Graveyard, where he could have his precious flowers. But that day was not today, especially if he couldn’t find that darned Bruce. Albert had already finished his daily quota of quests (which is ten), but when he was carving funny depictions of the Esophagor on a gravestone, he heard his name being called. He huffed and made his way towards his master, and gawked when the giant blob had the gall to ask for an eleventh quest. When Albert tried to refuse, the Esophagor threatened him mercilessly. When that didn’t work, the Esophagor began throwing rocks.




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Feeding Florg
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Guild Games R Us!
Add some POW and KICK back to your guild activities!

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Ballindalloch: Part Four
Albert, my good friend, tell me; could I ask you a question?

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The Magical Transporter:Part Four
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Dice-a-WHO? #1
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Dozens: Appearances Matter
Appearances matter!

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