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Last Minute Gift (Baskets)
by placebo_533 | | Description: It's coming up to Valentines Day and we all know what that means... |
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Stuck
by placebo_533 | | Description: The first breath was the hardest. They call the last breath ‘the death rattle’, but the first after dying is more than that, worse than that. The shock of it is only half the trouble. It’s like a small fire, or some sort of explosion, igniting in your chest. I saw a ghostkerbomb go off once, with a piercing white fire. It felt the way that bomb had looked. |
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Jack-O-Luncheon
by placebo_533 | | Description: Boo! Aaah! |
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Baby Blues
by placebo_533 | | Description: Hush...
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Heavy Metal
by placebo_533 | | Description: A Mote. A particle, or speck of dust. A tiny, inconsequential amount of something, usually pictured floating off to nowhere. A little bit of somethingness to punctuate the nothingness. This might be what always made me uneasy, when I thought of motes - that emphasis of space. At least, I think it was; before that day, when I started thinking something else. |
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The Riddle of The Sphinx
by placebo_533 | | Description: Two travelers must answer... |
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True Colour
by placebo_533 | | Description: Gerard lay back, content at last, as the final word of his latest story dried on the paper. Complete at last. Already his head stormed with new ideas and fresh enthusiasm. No matter how many novels, or how many short stories, each began like first steps - brimming with new life and possibility. |
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The Truth About Clowns
by placebo_533 | | Description: At the beginning of Autumn, the clowns started to appear. They came out at night mostly. They would stand in the middle of the street, and watch you. They would peer into windows. You might find them looming in the dark at a park, at the local shop - anywhere and everywhere they appeared. |
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 Hello, From Your Windowsill
Hello, my name is Todd, and I am alive. That's right, I am a sentient being trapped inside this plushie body. When I was a young Poogle, blue in color, I carelessly wandered away from my owner and was dragged into the laboratory of a mad Skeith scientist. I still do not know the mad scientist's name, but he knew mine.
by medusala |
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 The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Five
Seneca was dragged out of the bog, gasping and coughing up mud. Because her vision was still clouded, she didn’t see who carried her to the cave, but they tossed her carelessly to the stone floor as soon as they arrived.
by hybatsu |
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 Sharing the Load: Part Two
After her brother Galen had completely worn himself out working hard to support the both of them, Helen had taken his place that day. She had been working hard thus far, doing everything in his place while he took a much needed break.
by 77thbigby |
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 Top 10 Spookiest Avatars
This article will feature the Top 10 spookiest avatars so you can enjoy the Halloween at 100%! If you are staying home, put on a scary costume and go chat in the Neoboards with a matching avatar. This Top 10 edition will not have any retired avatars so you should have no issues in getting (almost) all of them!
by sky_lady |
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