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Bates-Gerson Effect, The

Submitted by nineteenthly on Sat, 12/03/2011 - 14:33
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The Bates-Gerson Effect

 

The Gerson-Bates Effect:  Teleportation involves the exchange of equal volumes.

 

Martin Gerson was satisfied with his statement.  Yes, that seemed about right, he thought to himself as he typed the line.  It fitted all the observed data.

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Average: 3.7 (10 votes)

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Submitted by System on Fri, 12/02/2011 - 14:40
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Average: 3.9 (21 votes)

Bionic Love

Submitted by Anonymous on Thu, 12/01/2011 - 18:05
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This is a love story set on a planet called Bion.

 

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Witch's Payback, The

Submitted by Anonymous on Wed, 11/30/2011 - 04:30
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Prologue

Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of Morigal, there lived a Queen named Roe. She wasn't by any means old, only about 28, but being very narcissistic, Queen Roe feared the aging process. She feared becoming an ugly old hag, like her mother. Feared her husband, the kind-hearted King Crain, becoming disgusted with her appearance. That's why she had to find a way to beat Mother Nature.

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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

S.S. Elizabeth

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 11/28/2011 - 23:21
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Average: 3.8 (28 votes)

Sorceress’ Apprentice, The

Submitted by LutherVKane on Sat, 11/26/2011 - 01:28
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Shalandra waited patiently under the covers, not daring to move a muscle. When at last she heard Mistress begin to snore, she carefully climbed out of bed, threw on a dress, and crept quietly out of the bedroom.

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Average: 3.5 (10 votes)

Not Without a Price

Submitted by LutherVKane on Sat, 11/26/2011 - 01:22
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The battle had raged on for weeks, an exhausting stalemate between good and evil. A battle replete with spell-casting and traditional weapons made this a true test of resiliency and skill mastery. Only in recent days had the tide turned, and the Order was on the cusp of repelling the vile Badland Trolls’ offensive. It was a most important battle, for either side a decisive victory in the war for territory.

Just behind the front line, First Leader Sinclare watched the Trolls’ formation crumble. “How long has it been since we last slept?” he asked.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Mythical Mischief

Submitted by LutherVKane on Sat, 11/26/2011 - 01:19
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“It’s been so long since we visited the human realm”, Fey spoke, fluttering over the countryside. “I’m glad we came.”

“Indeed. I find the fairy realm too boring”, Fable agreed as she followed her companion through the air. “Mortals are more entertaining than those dullards back home.”

“What kind of mischief shall we cause for the humans?” Fey asked to her partner. “Shall we unleash a swarm of hair-eating locusts, conjure a sudden blizzard in summer or perhaps we can stick another enchanted sword into a rock and let them quarrel over it again.”

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Average: 2.8 (4 votes)

Darker Secret, A

Submitted by LutherVKane on Sat, 11/26/2011 - 01:13
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The noises of the crypt were starting to get to her, all the hissing echoing around, driving her mad. She’d been walking down here for hours in her now dusty, bloodied and torn leather armour. She’d even gone through several torches. Reihana Solus wasn’t happy about this.

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Average: 4 (4 votes)

Turkey's Understudy

Submitted by Rathani on Thu, 11/24/2011 - 07:22
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It was the day before Thanksgiving, and Mother Nature had served up a typical late November storm, a storm that made up for what it lacked in force with sheer persistence. It'd kept up a steady rhythm on the roof of the tent all of yesterday and looked to be continuing through today. I'd finished today's newspaper hours ago, down to the crossword puzzle. The only stations we could get on the old radio were fading in and out of static, making listening an exercise in frustration, something neither of us needed more of.

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)
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