Messy

Power Overload

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The Great White Witch was hung from the wall by a sickly red dark magic. Her long red hair falling in front of her face. Her brilliant white suit now sullied with dust and scuffs. A smell of ashes and brimstone hung in the air. Her grey eyes fluttered open, still woozy from the force of The Abominable Warlock’s energy beam throwing her against the wall. Menacingly, The Warlock cloaked in black and red, skulked towards her, his eyes furious glowing Rubies and his platinum locks trailing behind him.

“No, this can’t be the end!” She wept aloud. “Everyone was counting on me!”

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Average: 4.3 (4 votes)

Swelling Sickness, A

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“Health specialists are warning people of possible new virus that may be harmful to humans. As of this time we have no information on weather this is a virus that has evolved or if it’s an extremist weapon” informed the radio announcer.

Of course, this was missed by the sound of eggs frying in the kitchen of the Taylor house hold as Beth Taylor made breakfast for herself and her daughter Lucy.

As usual Lucy was not up yet. No matter how much her mother told her to set her alarm for 7am she never did.

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Average: 2.3 (4 votes)

Pump Punishment

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"Ugh that's it, show me your belly!" Mary said furiously to her husband Jack. The couple were having another one of their mundane fights again, this time about Jack spending too much time washing the dishes. Mary was a fierce 5 foot tall blonde with a hard, fit body and curves in all the right places, while Jack is meek chubby 6 foot 2 guy. Despite this massive difference in size, Mary was usually the more dominant of the two.

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Average: 2.3 (10 votes)

Abandoned Candy Factory, The

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Daphne a slender, toned, redhead, and her boyfriend, Fred a lean, athletic, blonde, are private investigators for hire. Business for the couple slows down for a while, uneventful cases only, until mysterious explosions start happening at the abandon candy factory on the outskirts of town.

“Fred! Come check this out!” Daphne squeals in excitement, “all of these women went to the factory and never came out!”

“Wow, this might be the break we need with our business. Daph you’re a genius!” Fred replies.

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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Summoning

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From the moment of his birth, Isaac knew nothing but privilege and wealth.  Born into the prestigious von Bargen line, he grew up with a retinue of servants tending to his needs before he could even speak or walk.  His youth was spent under the guidance of the finest tutors and scholars of the realm, educating him in stewardship, governance, and the natural sciences.  There was little his parents could not provide, and when his father died of consumption he inherited his titles and lands, and with them the means to satisfy his needs.  At least, for a while.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

Camille

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"Hmmm..." Shina pondered.

The burglar knelt at the end of a dimly-lit stone hallway, ear pressed against a stout wooden door, absorbed in process of probing its lock. Once she was through, there was nothing standing between her and the job of a lifetime. There was of course one detail that had made the venture the job of a lot of other people's lifetimes, and not long ones at that, but she had an ace up her sleeve for that eventuality. Probably.

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Average: 4.3 (13 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: 4.6 (9 votes)

Professional Rivalry

"Ooooh....wh-what do you think doctor?  Am I...ooof...am I going to make it?"

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Average: 4.5 (8 votes)

Break In, The

Melody, called Mel for typing purposes, was a lovely girl. She was in the 12th grade, ha some good friends, and was never looking for trouble. She had long black hair, green eyes, and a paler complexion. Her body was one of the more desirable ones in school. Puberty had been kind to her with a smaller waist, larger breasts, and a nice rear bumper. She was dating a guy named Jacob, who isn't important to us. Now Mel had a slight problem: she was a kleptomaniac. She was always stealing things, and she accepted it. She honed it into a craft and gained control somewhat.

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Average: 2.2 (10 votes)

Zombie Mall Kids, The Frequel

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Poor Rosa, I know you're going to die in this scene. You, the voice of reason, whose only sin was being curvy and Hispanic in this otherwise white and assless travesty. I’d toast to you, but I’m pretty sure we are out of soda and I don’t feel like checking.

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Average: 4.1 (15 votes)
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