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It was the best Christmas Amber ever had. She kept close to Vince, his warmth, his everything. He gave her a ten pound slab of chocolate for her Christmas gift and she still felt his best gift to her that day was the peck on the lips after opening the Pink Floyd t-shirt she gave to him. His mom kept smiling at the two of them and her mom was trying to keep her bearings for the whole situation. A couple days later, Vince whisked her off into the sky, promising a surprise. Amber obliged to come along unknowing since she trusted him so much. He flew into Vegas and landed in front of a restaurant. Inside, she could see finely-dressed waiters b...

The Broken #17: Developing a Sense of Self Part 3: Growing Closer, Chapter 6: Winding Down By Ave MesserCharacters: SPLIT: http://pridehigh.wikia.com/wiki/Split PROTEAN: http://pridehigh.wikia.com/wiki/Protean MRS. CROCHE: Red hair, caucasian MARY SEES: Red hair, caucasian, kind demeanor, slightlyplumper than Mrs. Croche(Open to Christmas day at the Sees trailer.  SPLIT is keeping close to PROTEAN the entire time, nuzzling him often.  She has a ten pound slab of chocolate beside her, amongst other gifts, which include what looks like a pistol, but is hidden enough to not show exactly.  PROTEAN unwraps a Pink Floyd t-shirt and he turns to h...

SIMPLE FRUSTRATIONS By Ave MesserMEL, a woman, in her 30s          (Int. home.  MEL is sitting on the couch, reading.  After a moment, she puts down her book.)                                                   MEL Well, I should probably get out and actually do something worthwhile today.  I should go for a run.          (She stretches and winces from it.)                                                   MEL Ow.  What the heck?          (She grabs her back.)                                                   MEL Ow.  Crap, now I can’t get up.          (MEL struggles to get up anyway.  She rocks back and forth, finally making it to her feet...

Light trickled through the window. She did not stir. Its intensity brightened. She did not stir. He rose, woken by the light. Her eyes flicked open.          “Good morning,” he said.          “’Morning, honey,” she replied.          She stood up and felt her way to the dresser, where he stood. Her eyes stared off into space. He began to dress and helped her do the same.          “How green is the grass today, honey?” she asked.          “Bright,” he replied, looking out the window, “full and lush.”          She smiled and smoothed out her shirt. He took her hand and led her into the dining room. She sat down in the chair he pulled out and ...

Characters (and web addresses of their bios): Madame Fatal: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Madame_Fatal Bulletman: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Bulletman Bulletgirl: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Bulletgirl Captain Nazi: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Captain_Nazi(Open to outside CAPTAIN NAZI's hideout, which looks like a run-down warehouse but with subtle swastikas incorporated into the decoration and two GUARDS at the front.  MADAME FATAL approaches with HAMLET on his shoulder)GUARD 1: You are not allowed here, fraulein.MADAME FATAL: I'm sorry.  I got turned around.  Could you tell me where Q Street is?GUARD 2: (Points off a ways) That vay.MADAME FAT...