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ToC Chapter 6: Surge Echoes. Every sound repeated evenly to a predetermined pattern. Reflections. Combinations.ToC Chapter 6: Surge
Remembrance. The charred, blackened embers of what used to be the Redfield station smoldered and smoked under the desert stars. A few embers still glowed, and scraps of fluttering debris and ash blew in the breeze. The melted and twisted fragments of metal supports and infrastructure thrown across the site marked the would-be graves of the one h


Earth and Sky And thusly, everything you thought you knew is now irrelevant. Will anything ever be the same? Probably not. You sift through the rubble uselessly, knowing that your true belongings are within you, and that everything that was destroyed here today was superfluous anyway. The sun glares at you like the yellow eye of a dread serpent, waiting for you to slip up so it can strike. Any moment of weakness will allow it passage. Which is ironic, considering your current situation.Earth and Sky
BAUCKS
Amazo the Great

Spudman Chapter OneSPUDMAN CHAPTER ONESpudman Chapter One
"Hello world!" exclaimed a dirty hobo. This story is not about that dirty hobo, oh no, it is not. It is about another hobo named Spudman, and this is his story(wait, didn't I just say that?) Spud is a, well, let us call him a, for lack of better words, ginormous lardbucket. Well, maybe not that, but I'm too lazy to think of anything else. Anyway, his arms and legs look like twigs compared to his rather bulky stomach-al section. His eyes are different colors and shapes, one just a pupil and the other big and...insane-looking. He has a few fractured hairs, no
Piano
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NFTC ~~~ Now Fighting Thundercats.
TROPICANA; FULL OF WIN, FOR THE WIN
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"No eye has seen,
no ear has heard,
no mind has conceived
what God has prepared for those who love him"
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HolyFreakin'Stephs!
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You'd love to run home, but you know you ain't got one,
'Cause you're living in a world that you're best forgot in.
When you're living out a joke and nobody's gonna listen
To the one small point I know they've been missing 'round here.
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HolyFreakin'Stephs!
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Chatmistress needs to get off of her high horse.
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HolyFreakin'Stephs!
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HolyFreakin'Stephs!
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