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When the Wind Blows

Submitted by System on Thu, 07/16/2009 - 02:40
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Wind rustled through the grass of the meadow, which shimmered in the bright sunlight of early afternoon. June was a lovely time of year in this part of the country. Joshua took a long breath of the fresh summer air as he stood in the middle of the meadow. From where he stood, he could see all the little trails and footpaths that wound through the meadow, joining other trails, some going past the little pond of bulrushes at the far corner of the field, all eventually leading back into the forest of oaks and bays and Douglas firs that made up most of the park.

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Average: 3.3 (9 votes)

Big Scary Balloon

Submitted by System on Wed, 07/15/2009 - 16:04
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flora_tightening

Submitted by System on Wed, 07/15/2009 - 15:38
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Average: 3.1 (8 votes)

jamilla_weight_gain

Submitted by System on Wed, 07/15/2009 - 15:33
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jamilla_weight_gain
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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Problem, The

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 23:12
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“Control, this is the lab. We have a problem.”

The administrator frowned and stabbed the intercom button. “I don’t like problems.”

“I know,” replied the intercom nervously. “But we’re seeing some unexpected results from batch A23 on subjects. Please, check the cam feed on 14…right away.”

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)

Room 12

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 21:40
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What's behind door number 12? Everything he ever wanted.

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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Trapped

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 16:53
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Andrea strolled about in her camisole singing softly to herself as she merrily tossed rose petals across the floor. Eric would be home soon, and her skin tingled at the thought of cavorting with him among the fragrant petals.

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)

Compromised

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 16:42
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When the call came, Christy Carlisle knew what to do.

She and two other deep cover CIA agents in Paris had been compromised. Unable to leave France due to the escalating war, they each had one hour to completely terminate their mission: bank accounts closed, pertinent intelligence faxed home, papers shredded and burned, car and belongings dumped in the Seine outside of town. It was risky in broad daylight, but there was no alternative. On the river bank, Christy stripped naked and tossed her clothes in the water.

Erasing herself was all that remained.

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Average: 3.6 (11 votes)

Drink Me

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 16:38
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Suellyn gazed at the sky-blue decanter on the table in the cellar, biting her lip as temptation grasped at her with hooked claws. Its rippled label, written in fanciful font, read “Drink Me”.

The glass was completely smooth; no insignia of its craftsman was present on the bottle. It felt chilled against her skin, as though it had been removed from a freezer. The air was cool in the cellar, but for it to be so cold was mysterious. It was unreasonably light, as if it was empty, yet she felt the liquid slosh inside.

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Average: 3.7 (12 votes)
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