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Binge

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Riley was a young woman whose life was seemingly defined by "a little more."  Compared to other redheads her hair was a little more red and she had a little more freckles.  She was a little taller, had a little more muscle, and at the same time a little more padding, usually where it mattered but often where it didn't.  When not working or studying she ate a little more, not out of greed or gluttony, but simply as her nature.  Attributing malice to it would be akin to attributing malice to a hunting bird or the tides.

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Average: 4.1 (9 votes)

Big

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It was an old machine, the wood nicked, the lacquer yellowing from age, and the brass tarnished.  Behind the panes of glass was an animatronic wizard behind an opaque crystal ball, his threadbare robes and the paint on his porcelain face faded from the sun.  Atop the wooden cabinet was a sign.  "TOZLAR THE POWERFUL," it read.

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)

Outie

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Out of all the new store employees, Kay was easily your favorite.  She hadn't been working there long, but she definitely made an impression: She was always on time, never missed a day, was unfailingly courteous to customers, and seemingly had the contents of the entire store memorized in a matter of days.  It didn't hurt that she was cute, either.  Probably the only downside was that she was a bit strange, like her train of thought reached all the major stops, but by taking routes only known to her.  Still, she was cute.

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Average: 4.4 (20 votes)

Blimp 5

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"Hey you!"

Usually people who didn't know my name and were calling for me approached me from behind.  This one, who was bold enough to go "hey you" to a complete stranger, shouted at me from the front.  She was about eighteen and... well, she was a tomboy, complete with short hair and baseball cap.  Aside from that, she was wearing sandals and a crop top and shorts in that same familiar, super-stretchy, spandex-like material.  They looked brand new.

I blinked. "Yes?"

She stopped in front of me. "Help me out.  You're some big expert, right?"

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Average: 3.4 (7 votes)

Comfy As Houses

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Nathan stepped through the front door, jacket folded over his arm. "I'm home!"

No response.

"Hello?  Maria?" He strained his ears, hearing someone talking in the distance.  Passing through the entryway he entered the living room.  There, seated on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her, morosely watching the news, was Maria.  Approaching, he leaned in, gently resting a hand on her shoulder. "Hey.  Is everything okay?"

Maria let out an unhappy note.

"Bad day?"

She nodded.

"Want to talk about it?"

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)

Bubble Gum

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Traci was a charming young woman, full of optimism, endowed with good looks, and utterly lacking in intelligence.  Her natural expression was one of thoughtful introspection, a person preoccupied with their inner world.  This lead others to believe that therein lied a wise soul, up until they made the fatal mistake of asked her what she was thinking about or, more likely, she spoke up on her own, wondering aloud if Alaska was real.

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Average: 4.3 (16 votes)

Science 3

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The short-haired brunette in a lab coat waved. "Hi again!  I'm Jordan."

The pony-tailed brunette in a tank top, open blouse, and a skirt gave a polite nod. "I am Flora."

"...and today," Jordan said, "we are doing science."

"Again."

"Again," she repeated.

"Despite my stern warning against you doing so."

Jordan arched an eyebrow. "Why are -you- getting upset?  The last time we did science you exploded me by filling me with an Olympic pool's worth of water."

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Average: 3.3 (11 votes)

Dullahan

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The day was overcast and cloudy, as it had been for the week prior.  The gentleman had settled in for some quiet study in the library, when the manor's front doorbell rang.  Sighing, he set down his sudoku book and pencil and proceeded through the manor, cursing himself for not hiring a butler.  As he reached the door the bell rang again, and he muttered a weary "yes, yes, I hear you" as he peeked through the keyhole.  Spotting a figure with red skin and silver-on-black eyes, he immediately reached for the lock.

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Average: 4.1 (8 votes)

Superpowered

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"Down on the ground, boys and girls!  Bulletta's in town!"

Bursting through the doors of the bank was a muscular, long-haired platinum blonde wearing a tight black leather outfit with a wide window in the front that put her bountiful genetic blessings on display.  It was positively ostentatious, but if she wasn't prone to showing off she wouldn't have loudly announced her presence in the first place.

"It's Bulletta Brass!" one of the customers exposited. "Notorious super-powered bank robber!"

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)

State of Emergency

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She just keeps getting bigger.

At first we didn't know what had happened.  A panicked call came in about an emergency in the pharmaceutical lab in the outskirts of town, shortly followed by reports that a building collapsed in the same area.  People in the department thought it might have been a terrorist attack designed to cause a biological outbreak, but they wouldn't have let them build it anywhere near the city limits if there was anything dangerous in it.  Regardless, we went in expecting the worst.  What we found was... different.

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Average: 3.5 (13 votes)
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