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Fuusenkunoichi, Chapter 8

Submitted by System on Wed, 03/10/2010 - 15:54
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As the sun began to set over Hanagawa castle, the servants and guards within began to make preparations for the soon-to-come festivities. Chefs prepared the delicious foods and appetizers, barrels of sake were being rolled around, decorations were being put up, and guards were being put up on alert around the castle. Two guards were standing guard near the gate, their purpose was to not only guard the entrance but greet the invited guests.

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High Maintenance

Submitted by System on Wed, 03/10/2010 - 03:01
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“Kurt?” A voice cut across the din of the canteen “Kuuurrrttt?” He knew what was coming and sighed wearily, rolling his eyes at his friends who all gave exasperated sighs and annoyed glances in the direction of the voice. Each knew that there short time as a group today was over as soon as that shrill voice cut through the air.

“Jeez Kurt, why the hell are you still with that pain in the neck? I mean she is hot, but seriously? Are you not tired? She never lets you hang with us.” Gary said voicing the opinion of all the men round the table.

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Fuusenkunoichi, Chapter 7

Submitted by System on Wed, 03/10/2010 - 01:06
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Kamiko’s eyelids gradually creaked open, allowing enough of the morning light to hit her eyeballs so that her waking retinas could adjust comfortably. Her serene and beautiful brown eyes stared up at the dusty red ceiling that sheltered her and Tomoko. Most of the time, Tomoko-sensei would walk right up to the slumbering Kamiko and clap her hands repeatedly to wake her, but this time she would not have to bother wasting energy.

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Professional, The

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/08/2010 - 01:47
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"N…NO! Don't do this!" screamed Michele "I'm too big!"

"Exactly, you'll join my collection!" said a man, standing next to an air compressor

Michele let out a grown, then…

BANG!

Shards of her rained down from the heavens as the man reached up, and grabbed a big shard from the air.

"To join the collection," he said

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Marissa put down the obituaries from that day, sighing from seeing her best friend, Michele, had died.

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Average: 2.1 (9 votes)

Livebloat

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/08/2010 - 01:39
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Linsey place the hose to her mouth as the web cam broadcast to her fans. This was the first time she had done a live show and she was a bit nervous. She had earned a few subscribers to her channel over the course of the last month, and she was sure that live shows would bring in more. She gave the chat room a quick thumbs up and unkink-ed the hose. Cool water rushed into her mouth and gave her a shiver. The chat room raced with positive feedback over the boob jigglage.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

126798618166

Submitted by System on Sun, 03/07/2010 - 14:32
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Globular Gym

Submitted by System on Sat, 03/06/2010 - 04:53
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Zephyr has vanished. Without her heroic presence, Turgidia fell into a period of despair. The Inflatrix's attacks went unchecked and unhindered: not even the police force dared to raise a hand against the city's cruel mistress. This complacency served only to embolden the villainess; the daylight hours were no longer sanctuary for the female inhabitants. Truth be told, there were no safe havens remaining within city limits. As a group of unsuspecting young women are about to find out, the Inflatrix can strike anywhere and at anytime...

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

That's Absurd

Submitted by System on Sat, 03/06/2010 - 00:41
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(SCENE - People sit calmly in a waiting room reading magazines or watching daytime TV. A RECEPTIONIST types furiously at her computer. In the background a female scream of agonizing pain echoes through the back hallway. A young BRUNETTE walks in the front door and approaches the reception counter.)

RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you, miss?

BRUNETTE: Yes, I'd like to die, please.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Ballistic 2 Electir Boogaloo

Submitted by System on Fri, 03/05/2010 - 23:11
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126783086244

Submitted by System on Fri, 03/05/2010 - 18:13
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