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A Berry Peculiar Situation

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Beth meandered through the many blueberry groves, lost in their intricacies. The sun was slowly setting, with a orange haze falling over her. She hadn't eaten since breakfast, and the many blueberries surrounding her seemed to be an inviting treat.

"I know the sign at the front of the farm said not to eat them, but they look so delicious..." Beth cusped a bundle of berries in her hand. The prospect of eating them only grew more tempting. In a sudden jerk, she picked the berries. with curiosity, and hunger, she bit into one.

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Average: 3 (3 votes)

Vacation Plans

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Little wisps of fog charged at the windshield of Angela’s Corolla as it wandered in the night, deep in a maze of paved-over indian trails, wagon paths, and modern blunders bored through a forest as dense as it was ancient. A thick leafy canopy reached around the road like a grasping hand. The Corolla’s dim, foggy headlights served as a surrogate for whatever little moonlight could reach the tarmac below. She was looking for a gravel road.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Milk For All

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Nancy was a typical student, young pretty but not a lot of money to spend. So as you can might know, she take every small job to make some money. That is why this pretty english redhead came into this story.

Nancy had signed herself up for some medical experiments, this job became really populair because the government had a ban on animal testings. She was almost late, that is why she dident read much about this experiment.

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

A Little Slice of Life

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Deborah thumbed the marriage band on her finger while she waited on a wooden bench. The sun was dipping below the horizon. The neon sign for Dooley’s Bar & Grille buzzed above her. The dinner rush was at its peak.

“It’s been like five minutes. Maybe she cancelled?"

Deborah tapped her brand new shoes against the cement.

"I oughtta check, just in case.”

She took her brand new smartphone out of her designer purse. No new messages. Damn. She looked at her new wristwatch. Every second was agonizing. Each minute was an eternity.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Genji's Embarrasement

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The recall of Overwatch had surprised the Shimada. One thing he knew of Overwatch among others was that they had been law-abiding, but he remembered well the day Overwatch fell to pieces, its outlawing. Years in Nepal had kept him distant from global affairs, but the recall message managed to reach him, and it was just like old times. Winston seemed to be organising the whole operation, though what geenji did remember of the Scientist was his tendancy to get flustered, and the management of an ilegal military group would send any one human mad. Then again, Winston wasn't human.

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Average: 4.2 (5 votes)

Think of it as Karma

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Monique couldn’t believe it was working. Who would have thought that a twenty dollar pseudo-pregnancy potion and some bullshitting would have so much mileage in a high school reunion? Her old classmates were noticing for the first time that she actually existed, and some of the ladies were --she couldn’t believe it-- actually jealous of her. It was amazing! Just another half hour to go and then everyone will think she has a fiance named Chad and a cozy apartment in Boston!

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Average: 3.5 (10 votes)

Unexpected invasion

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   No one had anticipated their arrival, and no one moved quickly enough to stop it. "They" had descended onto earth and, without a word, began dismantling every military on Earth. Those who resisted or attacked were vaporized. The alien things looked like car-sized stars, floating steadily on their obtuse bodies. All humans had come to let the creatures alone, all but one, one woman who was determined to find every weapon still available and use them in an often dreamed-of war.

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Average: 2.2 (6 votes)

Don't Mess with Grammy Parsnips

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"You may as well give up now." A soft, airy voice purrs at me. It belongs to Drexel Devilheart, chief among the Demon King's warriors - his handsome, pointed features on display as his lips curl into a cocky smirk. Drexel's infernal heritage is betrayed by his coloring, skin as blue as the sky, hair like shining silver, eyes like blood. His slender but muscled form adorned with little but leather pants that are said to be made from the cured hide of holy beasts and a series of chain-like tattoos that run along the length of his right arm.
 
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Average: 4.3 (6 votes)

Date Night

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Adam finished putting on his collared shirt, and grabbed his keys. Tonight was date night with his girlfriend Deanna, but tonight was not like any of the others. Adam had gotten paid in advance, and was finally going to fulfill his fantasy of stuffing her to her bursting point, and perhaps even further. He walked outside of the room to see his girlfriend waiting for him. She was wearing a tight black dress and matching open-toed heels. The curve of her already well-fed stomach wobbled slightly as she turned to face him. "Oh wow, you look good.

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Average: 2.3 (3 votes)

Revisions May Be Necessary

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    Hilda sat in a metal folding chair in the corner of Bellatrix's furnished basement, trying her best to ignore her coven's ongoing meeting and get some much needed work done on an important potion for a very powerful and well connected client. But a room full of inflated eighteen to twenty-four year olds was hardly the proper work environment for alchemical research.

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Average: 4.2 (5 votes)
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