Powerless Pirates - Part FourThat night passed in a blur of preparations. Zoe and Angel had been asked to set up the rigging and tie them with heavy weights so, if they were cut, they could fall and catch around whatever was below. Truth and Sora, with Claire’s help, set up smaller traps that the pirates would know to look out for. At the same time, Yvonne and Crystal went about setting up traps that could be triggered at will. Borris sharpened his claws and many of the other pirates sharpened their own weapons. Erik in particular sharpened nearly his entire collection and strapped numerous blades about his person. Leelu had dragged out a large collection of knitted practicae dummies and was currently slashing at them with razor sharp knitting needles. The sight was rather frightening, truth be told.
Sarah Grace sat high up in the crow’s nest, holding tight to the plank beneath her so that she didn’t go flying. If she fell, and she couldn’t catch herself, she’d fall a long way to the
Powerless Pirates - Part ThreeA groan slipped free from Sarah Grace’s lips when somebody gently lifted her into a sitting position. Her head was spinning and her chest ached with such emptiness that it felt as if something had been ripped violently out of her chest. Distantly, she could hear some of the pirates coaxing others awake, all wondering what on earth had happened. She heard Leelu cursing something about being the first damsel in distress in the situation.
Glancing up, Grace saw a somewhat pale Paradox kneeling beside her, his hand on her shoulder. “What happened?” She croaked, forcing herself to sit up and lean forward, trying to keep the bile down.
“We’re not really sure, Miss Grace.” His voice was a bit shaky, and that worried Grace more than how weak she felt, and how many of the other pirates were still unconscious. She stood, briefly regretting it when her head swam, but looked around. With the exception of a few who were being awoken, the only pirates still consci
Perfection Personified Perfection Personified
"Alright, everything has gone well so far Paragon, now we need to see what you can do in the field."
"The mafia that runs this city should be a good place to start, plenty of enemies and plenty of opportunities to show my skill."
"That sounds like a fine start, do you have a plan to get in?"
"Not yet, but don't worry, I will soon and it will be perfect, after all, I'm the one making it."
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Depravity Depravity: A Dramatic Retelling
Note: The names of everyone in this story have been changed to protect their identity
I am a minor drug dealer, yeah everyone knows about me, and nobody cares. The police dont even bother with me; they just turn a blind eye. Well, that all changed one day, the day I set drug and counterfeiting labs up in my basement. Word of it spread quickly through the underworld and soon everyone had heard of it, including the cops. I knew some would be gunning for me. My boss also heard the news and called me up. He wanted me to go to a more corrupt side of town. Corrupt cops and big wig dealers were everywhere down there, I was gonna have to shape up and watch
The Panama Exploits The Panama Exploits
Ahhh, would you just smell that fine Panama air. It smells like err well it smells like Panama
I had finally made it to Panama and my first words upon entering it were less than intelligent. Way to go Jack, giving Panama a bad impression of yourself. Whatever, Panama will be able to live with it. Well, first things first, I needed a job. Crossing Central America aint free ya know! I decided to look around for places that needed employees. It wasnt long before I came across a bank that needed new employees. I decided to go in and app