"Masila: After the Battle" by natasha_nguyen The storyteller seemed to smile again. It was hard to tell, when her face was almost entirely hidden by the rough material of her hood. "Ah, you younglings. All you want are tales of light, of golden heroes, of triumph over evil. Beings who become so warped by tales that they are transformed into creatures of utter perfection. You want glistening statues of heroism and good endings that finish so peacefully and dramatically..."
Just Different, Just MorningGlory Early_MorningGlory sat at the window, watching the rising sun paint the pure white snow pink and gold. The yellow Lupe was curled up on the window seat, wearing an old fashioned dress. She was scribbling away on a piece of paper, attempting to ignore the chaos issuing through out the rest of the house...
Fanmail for Jhudora She shuddered at the thought of a Jhudora Appreciation Day. She didn’t want to be appreciated. She wanted to cause terror and panic...
Neopoints, What is the Point? (Pun Not Intended) I have noticed that not many people have looked back upon their neverending frenzy of harvesting neopoints. "Why," they will ponder, "do we need all these neopoints?"
Secret of the Advent Calendar: Part Two Jibjuff heard people outside screaming and shouting; she looked out the window and saw a terrible sight. Repaired meepit plushies and dung meepit plushies marched forth in swarms...
Afternoon Tea: Part Three "Oh, please!" cried Gloria, still standing up. "The Afton I'm friends with would never put hundreds of workers out of a job! You are not the friend I knew..."