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Birthday Surprise

Submitted by GaryMega77 on Sun, 06/04/2017 - 15:27
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“Alright birthday girl, are you ready for your surprise?” Pastry asked.

“More than I’ll ever be.” A ballerina replied. She was a ballerina-like clown woman with light blue hair that was done tightly in a bun and pulled back (otherwise her hair was big and poofy, something she was embarrassed about), freckles dotted along her face, and apparel consisting of a blue tutu with a small platter style skirt. Her body was heavily pear-shaped with large legs to further help with her ballet acts and performances. She opened her eyes to see a giant cake and a couple of cream tanks.

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Average: 3.3 (7 votes)

Testing Wonka's Three Course Meal Gum

Submitted by Fatt on Sun, 05/28/2017 - 08:05
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You are 19. You live in a very cheap house in a suburban area near New York. It's very nice there. The air is fresh and flowers bloom in just about one week after the winter. Lucky for you, (and not for your neighbors), you have the most flowers grown in your lawn. But the city doesn't plant seeds. The flowers just grow on their own. Sometimes, you take one flower and put it in a pot by my window sill. It's wonderful. But one night, everything changed.

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Average: 2.7 (6 votes)

Amnesia

Submitted by Fatt on Sun, 05/28/2017 - 02:44
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"Ugh... My head... W-Where am I?" I look around the area to see myself strapped to a chair. In an empty room.

*SLAM*

A door was closed. Did someone leave? Did someone enter?

"You're awake." This made me jump. I turned my head to see who said that. A skinny looking teenager in a winter coat.

Wait... Isn't it summer? Yeah. It's summer... Right? Weird... Wait... Who am i captured by? I should take a look at his face. Oh... He looks around... 30.

"Eat it," He gave me a piece of gum.

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Average: 2.8 (6 votes)

Blue Vaccine, The

Submitted by Fatt on Sun, 05/28/2017 - 00:17
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In a bland, white building, 4 volunteers risked their lives for an expirament. They would be payed $50,000 if they left unscarred. All three volunteers signed a contract on their lives.

"You signed up too?" Richard questioned.

"Yes." Nicole replied in a nervous, crackly tone.

"Where's the other subjects?" Richard said impatiently.

"I think he's already in there." She post noted at a white door. The only door besides the exit.

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Average: 2.5 (6 votes)

So Many Bubbles

Submitted by Thatguy_1986 on Sat, 05/06/2017 - 13:00
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The water churned and bubbled in the afternoon sunlight. The jets set to a gentle cycle making the water froth like a stormy sea. 

Theresa smiled down at her birthday gift from Chris. He had bought the hot tub two days before and had the store get it installed as a surprise while she was out getting a massage. Also a gift from her hubby. She threw her towel over the railing to their deck and climbed the steps to sit in the warm water. Their backyard had a high fence so she didn't need to worry about any prying eyes. 

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Average: 4.2 (17 votes)

No Room for Dessert

Submitted by Thatguy_1986 on Sat, 05/06/2017 - 12:52
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Theresa excitedly moved around the house. It was her anniversary tonight and her hubby would be home soon. She had ordered his favourite meal of sushi for him. She lovingly placed it on a plate with his chopsticks beside and a tall cold mug of beer. Theresa didn't like sushi however and had ordered herself a chicken Alfredo dish from an Italian place near their house. It came with roasted potatoes that she loved but it hadn't arrived yet. 

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Visitor, The

Submitted by Fukureru-Shogun on Thu, 04/13/2017 - 05:59
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Your skin crawls as you slowly open your eyes. It's dark - of course it is, as it it's the middle of the night. You're lying in a reasonably comfortable bed in a strange motel. Not your first choice, but it worked for a night.

Or so you assumed.

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Average: 4.4 (10 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)

Long as Houses

Submitted by sad-basrad on Mon, 04/10/2017 - 11:32
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Despite what went on in it, the room was not visually romantic.  It started out well enough as a spare bedroom, until the bed was removed in favor of more room for Nathan and Maria's activities - or, to be more specific, for more room for Nathan because of Maria's activities.  Then the cabinets and desk went, then the paintings, until finally the room was bare.  Today, however, the floor was covered in tarps and Maria's pet project, an industrial-sized tire pump, sporting a few more mechanical additions.

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Average: 4.3 (12 votes)

If All Else Fails

Submitted by doubleintegral on Thu, 03/30/2017 - 05:19
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Mark Prager loved Monopoly as a child.  Despite the game’s basic reliance on random chance - dice, shuffled decks of cards - he developed an inexplicable propensity for monetary success in the game.  He fell in love with Monopoly, and by the time he reached eight years old his older sister refused to play with him.  Over the years this affinity and affection for money turned into an accounting degree, a successful career as a certified public accountant, and admirable - if modest - success as a day trader.

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Average: 4.2 (14 votes)
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