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Long Execution, The

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Edward was the kingpin criminal in the medieval city of Rava. Robberies, murders, and human trafficking, you name the crime, and it was likely linked to Edward. After decades of pursuit by the kingdom, with casualties on both sides, Edward was finally captured on a cold rainy night, with all of his gang members having been killed by the Queens Lana's guards.

In the courthouse of Edward's trial, Queen Lana decided that the punishment of death was far too unsatisfying for the downfall of such a criminal like Edward. No, Edward must die, but he must die at the Queen's hands.

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Food Fight

Jenna was always a depressed and angry girl.  She was an only child and she had to live with her parents who worked all day, but they still treated her like a baby.  "You be good, now," her mother sang as she left the house to her eighteen-year-old, who glared at the door.

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Average: 3.7 (13 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: 3.5 (11 votes)

Mammoth Marathoner

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“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Brock. I thought you would be sick of losing by now?” came a laugh. Brock whirled around from securing his bike to a chain link fence. His  hazel eyes narrowed to glaring slits as he saw his taunter was none other than Andre. Andre and Brock had been doing marathons for years and the young men were bitter rivals. It frustrated Brock to no end that he hadn’t yet managed to defeat the dark haired French Andre that moved like a cheetah.

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Average: 4 (8 votes)

Quiet!

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The door crept open with absolute silence. Not even the complaint of a hinge announced Shelley’s entry. A wool-lined outsole of a boot took the first cautious step inside, then her brown cloak was clutched close as she sidled through the gap. She drew her hood back to behold the sight of the ancient library.

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Average: 4.6 (13 votes)

Meditations On Popping VS Floating Away

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“I'm telling you, letting them float away is vastly underrated.”

“Be that as it may, it still can't beat the feeling of having a boy pop from under you.”

“Oh come on, it's not that good.”

“It is! It totally fucking is that good."

“is it really?”

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Average: 4.1 (15 votes)

Tight

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~&&~

Tight. So very, very tight.

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Average: 4.3 (18 votes)

The Bus Stop Pt. 2: Useless Lesbians

Wayne had been in some odd situations in his lifetime, that much was certain. Being inflated like a balloon, carried home like a cheap toy, tied down to a balcony railing and left to float in the breeze, however, certainly took the cake in his opinion. Even now the sensations of both the air swirling around inside him and the pressure it brought as well as the feeling of every cold winter breeze magnified against his taut, sensitive skin still felt indescribably alien to him.

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Average: 4.1 (14 votes)

Pool Balloon

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One of the benefits of living near the coast in a warm climate was the ready availability of beaches.  Unfortunately for Atsuko and Marissa this was common knowledge so, for fully half the year, they had to deal with overcrowding and tourists whenever they wanted to go swimming.  Eventually, between the congested parking lots and small children, they decided that enough was enough and started doing laps in a public pool within driving distance of the shore that was ignored to the point of nearly being abandoned.

Nearly.

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Can We Hit One Million Likes Before I Burst

After only fifteen minutes and thirty-four seconds, Tiffany and her mother, Jessie, managed to disqualify themselves from the Wonka factory tour. Admittedly, it was an impressive feat to lose that quickly, and would be a daunting new record to beat. Wonka only grumbled and checked his pocket watch. At this point, the only thing that really surprised him anymore was his ever-growing losing streak wagering with those little orange bastards, whose predictions were always terrifyingly precise. Still, it broke the monotony.

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Average: 4.2 (14 votes)
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