revenge

Breakup Blues, The

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Chase was a 19 year old. He was strong, hot, and 6' 5". He had short chestnut brown hair, emerald green eyes, and tan skin. He always wore the same shorts of clothes: a bland colored tee, a plain cloth jacket, and a pair of light blue jeans. He was full of himself of course, and tried to never look bad. He had different girlfriends almost every month, and usually a junior or senior. They were mostly hot girls to make him look good. The one for today was Jessie. She was a hot senior girl. Large bumpers in front and back with flat in the middle.

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Average: 3 (4 votes)

Bluebully

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There was a senior boy in high school. He wasn't into sports and athletics, nor was a brainiac. He was the one who was a wallflower because he was. He wasn't in a clique or any social group, even the wallflowers didn't hang with him. He was Henry. He was about 5' 10", with a medium physique and a scrawny build. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and paler skin. He spent most of his time by his lonesome and had few friends. He did however have a bully. His name was Ken. He was on the football team as the star receiver, scoring most of the points for the team.

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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

Chris's Stuffing, A Candy Shop Story

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Grace was furious. She was fuming. Any person walked down the street could see the black storm clouds coming their way. Grace was thundering down the street towards the Candu Shop. Her boyfriend Chris, always had a sweet spot for chocolate.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Leslie's Blowup II: Truth and Consequences

Leslie awoke, but didn’t open her eyes at first. She no longer felt Roger’s weight on her. She was lying flat on her back now, to whatever extent she still had a back. Best as she’d been able to tell, her body had been one giant curve before she went to sleep.

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Average: 3.9 (15 votes)

First Semester, The

The first semester is always the hardest… right? Kelly had been accepted to her dream college on an athletics scholarship to play volleyball. She had dreamed of going to school at Indigo Grove University ever since she was a little girl and knew that volleyball would be her way in. Unfortunately she didn’t realize how hard it would be to balance academics with practice, so now with her final exams coming up she was scrambling to see if she could save her grades.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Control 5: Beach

Control 5: The Beach


“I can’t believe it,” huffed Suzie. “That’s that same woman!”

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Average: 4 (6 votes)

Revenge

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Shannon's eyes fluttered as she slowly regained consciousness, then snapped open as she felt the rope tying her wrists together.  She looked up to find herself sitting on a chair in an empty garage, with Tanya looming over her. "Tanya?!  What's going on?"

Tanya gave her a malicious grin. "What's going on is... REVENGE!"

A beat.

Shannon blinked. "Fooooooor...?"

"For revenge!"

"No, I understood that part.  I'm asking what you're getting revenge for."

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)

Blimp Bluto

Popeye gets revenge on Bluto for faking a nervous breakdown and lounging in a hospital. The best part is, I didn't have to make this up. MS PAINT over pen and pencil.

Blimp Bluto
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Average: 3 (4 votes)

Deep Sea Rivalry

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Fleur hugged her knees, eyes languishing on the various needles and gauges set in the gray metal walls, and gave another long, heartfelt sigh. Fully twelve atmospheres remaining, by what she could tell. Or, by a more relevant metric, a half-dozen more hours steeping in ennui inside the tiny decompression chamber. She should be grateful, she knew. Relish a bit of boredom after the mishap earlier that day, from which only quick reactions and some impressive new technology had saved her. But that was the sort of thing that happened five hundred feet beneath the surface.

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Average: 4.3 (26 votes)

Christmas Tale: Winter Dawn, Part 1

Out of all the bad jobs you could get during the Christmas season, Roxanna probably had the worst. She used to make fun of Salvation Army bigots asking for money at the entrance to every friggin' mall, or pretty much anywhere there were people with money, or of people stuck at late night shifts in toy store warehouses. But now it was her time to be a part of the worst one: Santa's little helper at the mall. It had been a rough year, losing her stable job after company wide layoffs, so she really needed the money and her savings were running low.

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Average: 3.3 (9 votes)
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