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Spaceconked
by general_grievious__ | | Description: You have GOT to be kidding me... |
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The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part One
by general_grievious__ | | Description: A tall dark figure paced back and forth in a tiny, dimly lit room smattered with frocks, perfumes, and cosmetics. A ratty grey tailcoat with a bright amaranth fringe wrapped around his slender frame. He stopped and creaked open the door, taking a peep down the barren, dark hallway of similar doors. |
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The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part Two
by general_grievious__ | | Description: The wind from the door breezed through Biggs skull. He huffed a short exasperated sigh and climbed down from the small, creaky stoop. He gingerly placed the bouquet against the door, turned around, and left the thorny thicket. He wandered slowly around the park until the sun fell away and the glittering specks of starts littered the sky. |
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 The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part Two
The wind from the door breezed through Biggs skull. He huffed a short exasperated sigh and climbed down from the small, creaky stoop. He gingerly placed the bouquet against the door, turned around, and left the thorny thicket. He wandered slowly around the park until the sun fell away and the glittering specks of starts littered the sky.
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 Casting a Shadow: Part Three
Asilvani arrived at the hotel room that morning, with her bag much more filled than usual. She scanned the room. Jimbigy had already left for her morning training with Edna. Asilvani sighed in relief. She opened up her bag.
by winter_pony4 |
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 Chasing Treasure: Part Five
"What on earth are these?" Sam asked, nose twisting in disgust. "It's a scrap box of broken things." He pulled one of them out, holding it with the tips of two fingers, and held it up for inspection. It looked like it might, once, have been a battledome weapon - a ray gun, perhaps?
by aethelar |
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