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"The Jungles of Mystery Island" by kadface
Deep in the jungles of Mystery Island, the canopy blots the sun from the sky and casts a green light that filters to the vine-covered ground. Strange chirps and squeaks echo through the thick air, which tastes heavy to the tongue. Twigs snap, leaves rustle and Tarak the Kyrii is unable shake the unnerving feeling that he isn’t alone. Tarak is squatting on his haunches, surveying the jungle scene before him with an appraising eye. He has taken his rucksack off, but can feel the sweat it has left behind soaking the back of his shirt. Perspiration beads his forehead as he drinks deep from a canteen. Although the drink is refreshing, the cloying water held in the air clings to him like a second skin. He carefully screws the lid back into place. Before him, Tarak is able to see the tell-tale traces of another’s passage. A bent stem here. A crushed leaf there. Holes in the foliage, where no holes should be. He hoists his rucksack back over his shoulders, firmly clipping its straps into place. Cautiously he moves forward...




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Travels Back to Gormball Championship Year 2
“But I don’t want to clean!” Flip, the Royal Tuskaninny awkwardly tossed his tail up and down, smacking it against the wooden floor. Collab with shin0bi_

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The Jungles of Mystery Island
Deep in the jungles of Mystery Island, the canopy blots the sun from the sky and casts a green light that filters to the vine-covered ground.

by kadface

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The Case of the Angry Archivist
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