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Submitted by sad-basrad on Sat, 08/08/2015 - 20:44
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Julia pouted. "It's not fair.  I get all ready to go out..." The tomboyish girl gestured to herself, dressed in a tank top, jacket, sandals, skirt and bike shorts. "...and they tell me that I can't because of some 'alleged incident.'"

"'Alleged incident?'" Charlotte asked.

"Something about another lab on campus exploding," she said dismissively.

"Weren't you working in that lab at the time?"

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Mentos

Submitted by sad-basrad on Tue, 08/04/2015 - 17:47
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Tania eyed the two-liter bottle of diet soda in her hands nervously. "Do I really have to do this?"

"'fraid so," Claire said, breaking open a fifth roll of Mentos. "New pledges have to be initiated.  Them's the rules." She dumped the contents into the blender before tossing the paper aside and opening another roll.  "Honestly, you're getting off easy."

The blonde glanced down at the second two-liter bottle by her feet. "Are you sure?"

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Average: 4 (12 votes)

Skymall

Submitted by sad-basrad on Tue, 08/04/2015 - 17:41
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Flora sighed, closing the door behind her.  It had been a hectic week full of meetings, conferences, more meetings, visits to factories, motivational speakers of dubious quality, still more meetings and, curiously, a visit by the police regarding an escaped convict posing as a motivational speaker.  At some point during the day she had resolved to strip off her suit and mini-skirt the second she got home, but when she finally arrived she was too worn out to even put in the effort, only wanting to relax and not have to worry about anything.  She would have liked

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

One Size Fits All

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 03/18/2013 - 14:51
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Out of everything on the tag, four words - four very specific words - stood out at her. Had she not seen them she would have gone on with her early morning dive as normal, but their presence caught her attention, distracting her and, in a way, almost challenging her with how brazen they were.

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Average: 4.3 (19 votes)

Safe as Houses

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 04/20/2012 - 02:21
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"...are you sure this is safe?" Nathan asked, tapping the plastic nozzle. "Safe" being a relative term, he thought, considering the dubious hobbies of his girlfriend Maria, one of which apparently involved a nozzle inserted into the tip of his manhood that connected to an industrial-gauge tire pump. And standing naked in the middle of her living room, no less.

"Safe as houses," Maria chirped, fiddling with some gauges on the pump.

"Have you done this before?"

"Technically."

"...technically?"

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Average: 4.4 (21 votes)

I Can Take It

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 04/20/2012 - 02:16
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"Anya," Akira began, "I never told you about my family, did I?"

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Average: 3.8 (12 votes)

Succubus

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 04/20/2012 - 02:08
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The gentleman leaned back in his chair, staring intently at the paper in front of him as he attempted to decipher the meaning of the patterns it bore. It was a puzzle that had eluded him for far too long, but after careful consideration and study he felt he understood it enough to try his hand at deciphering it.

"Oh, I see," he muttered. "If the one goes here..." He entered a "1" in one of the boxes on the paper. "...then the seven would go... here. I think I'm starting to get the hang of this."

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Average: 4.2 (17 votes)

Descent

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 04/20/2012 - 02:05
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The woman shoved open the side door of the plane, the sputtering engine spewing a trail of smoke into her face. Coughing, she leapt out, falling into the skies as her craft listed away from her towards the ground. Reaching to the strap on her shoulder, she yanked on her parachute's cord.

Nothing.

Reaching down, she took hold of the emergency cord and gave it a sharp tug.

Still nothing.

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Average: 3.9 (9 votes)

Science 2

Submitted by Anonymous on Thu, 04/19/2012 - 14:09
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The pony-tailed brunette in the shorts, sandals and tank top gave a short, dignified bow. "Good day. I am Flora."

The short-haired brunette in the red form-fitting bodysuit waved with all the self-control of an eight-year-old. "I'm Jordan. Today, at this beach..." She gestured to the beach. "...we're going to do more science."

"Or something vaguely connected to it."

"Are you saying that we didn't do science last time?" Jordan asked, hands on her hips.

"It was vaguely science-related, but not actual science. This, probably even less so."

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Average: 4.2 (19 votes)

Thirsty

Submitted by System on Mon, 12/14/2009 - 23:48
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In a world much like ours, in a town much like one you've seen before, there lived two young women, Flora and Jordan. They first met in high school, their friendship sparked by their uncanny similarity to each other, both being fair-skinned blue-eyed brunettes, but as they matured the similarities faded: Flora grew taller, Jordan grew a bit more full-figured; Flora wore her hair long, Jordan cut hers short; Flora developed into responsible and mature young adult, while Jordan... well, you get the idea.

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Average: 3.1 (8 votes)
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