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Think of it as Karma

Submitted by That Grumpy Writer on Thu, 08/10/2017 - 14:56
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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: 3.7 (10 votes)

Cheating Leads to Swelling

Submitted by Anonymous on Sat, 07/08/2017 - 09:08
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John loved to play the drums. He was an excellent percussionist and played in a jazz band. That's how he met the love of his life, Mandi. She was a percussionist too, and was pretty hot.  They were both in their last year of high school, and had been dating now for their entire high school career. John was a pretty hot looking dude. He took great care of his body, and loved to work it.

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Average: 3 (20 votes)

Lesson Over Tea, A

Submitted by Fukureru-Shogun on Sat, 06/03/2017 - 11:13
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A witch's tea party is a much more complicated affair than your average get together. I don't mean that in an arrogant, "Oh you mundane folk just can't understand the ways of magic" sort of way. I am speaking quite literally: older witches use these gatherings as a way to judge an evaluate their peers on multiple levels. Choice of tea and food, sipping versus slurping, how one crosses their legs; all these things supposedly display hidden truths that the senior practitioners of witchcraft will analyse and discuss with great enthusiasm as soon as the younger ones go home.

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Average: 3.3 (7 votes)

Don't Mess with Grammy Parsnips

Submitted by Fukureru-Shogun on Thu, 04/13/2017 - 05:56
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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: 4.2 (9 votes)

Trance Spellbook

Submitted by Anonymous on Sat, 02/04/2017 - 20:59
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Mel had no idea what was going to happen to her when she bought the old spell book at the used book store down her street.

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Average: 4 (11 votes)

Resolutions

Submitted by SvenS on Thu, 01/26/2017 - 23:56
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Such a helpful friend.

Resolutions
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Average: 4.2 (17 votes)

Party Prep

Submitted by SvenS on Sun, 01/01/2017 - 01:11
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Happy New Year!

Party Prep
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Average: 4.2 (16 votes)

Practice

Submitted by SvenS on Mon, 12/19/2016 - 22:53
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Practice makes perfect.

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Average: 4.3 (18 votes)

Always Annunciate

Submitted by SvenS on Wed, 12/14/2016 - 00:36
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It was a balloon spell, what did you expect?

Always Annunciate
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Average: 4.2 (24 votes)

Sorceress Has Left the Party

Submitted by Fukureru-Shogun on Sat, 11/05/2016 - 12:47
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"You'd betray us, doom us all!" Knight Commander Joan's grey eyes narrowed with anger. Before I can respond, she flips the table we are sitting at. Her half drunk stein of the local brew is a hapless casualty and I only barely roll out of the way, picking myself up with a gaggle of curiously calm tavern patrons at my back.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)
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