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Week - 723

When Carrots AREN'T Carrots...
by sn4zzeh
Description: Surprise!

Week - 731

The Art of Giving...or Not
by sn4zzeh
Description: When best intentions meet worst case scenario....

Week - 733

Robot Envy
by sn4zzeh
Description: There seems to be an oversight here...

Week - 735

The REAL Cost of Avatars...
by sn4zzeh
Description: Is it really the LUCKY ones who get the avatars?

Also by tcbesser


 
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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Three
Nobody wants to look towards the sound, but everyone feels drawn to it. Nobody wants to see what they fear is there, but they need to know for certain — know whether or not they need to hide. They whip their heads around desperately, praying that the sound isn’t the sonic manifestation of their worst fears being realised, but their hopes are not heard above the din of retribution.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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The Agony of Being Second
Noooooo.

Also by shennyyy

by icygal2310


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Janet and Jane: The Case of the Rough Waters: Part Eight
As I continued to tell Kell what happened to Natia, Jane, and I last time, I looked around the veins in this cave. There was still no sign of our friends. Only rocks, stalagmites, and stalactites (not even the glowing ones that we saw earlier – just boring rocks). I gave a little sigh to myself. While I wasn't losing hope, I was getting a little frustrated.

by chasing_stars44

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The REAL Cost of Avatars...
Is it really the LUCKY ones who get the avatars?

Also by tcbesser

by sn4zzeh


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Pick Your Own: Experiences of an Explorer
I've always heard tales of the wonderful oasis known as the Meri Acres farm. My friends had told me about the wonderful adventures to be had. They told me about how they had wandered for hours, filling their baskets to the brim with the delicious fruits (but mainly berries) of their labor. I knew, however, that Meri Acres didn’t actually exist.

by auraphic



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