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Pleasantries
Gabby realized she had left her keys in the car the instant the door clicked shut. It had been a long day at work and an even longer drive home. The gray sky melted into the gray earth in every direction, rain sweeping over the ground with a motion so consistent it didn't register as motion anymore. It simply was- a cold, flat plain that stretched above and beneath her with equal dreariness. She wanted more than anything to get inside her shabby rented home, heat up a frozen dinner, and make reality disappear for a while as she watched someone renovate a mansion on TV. And now she couldn't do that because her keys were locked inside her car.
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An Interrogation
Arthur Winnipeg eyed the entrance to his cell apprehensively. To all appearances he should have been able to walk out of his own accord without any trouble. There was no door, not even a doorway, only three walls that formed a sort of giant alcove with the end open to a hall lined with similar alcoves. He’d already tried to leave though, and as he’d stepped forward the air had hardened in front of him like a pane of glass. He rubbed absently at the stump where his recently confiscated prosthetic hand should have been, but behind the wire-rimmed spectacles his eyes still fixated on the edges of the walls where they met the hallway
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MA Harry Learns Patience
“Hairy-ette. Hey Hairy. Harry-ette.” Harry sighed and looked up from her food. She was seated at a table in the cafe,and Park had decided now would be a very good time to poke her repeatedly in the shoulder. His big eyes got bigger when she finally turned toward him. “What is it Park?” she asked a little curtly, but the smile that split Park’s face said quite clearly that he hadn’t noticed. "Building book, you have? Want- Liked it, I did!" Harry fiddled absently with the glamour-watch on her wrist. Park bounced up and down as he talked, unable to contain his excitement as usual. It made the corner of her mo
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Pleasantries
Gabby realized she had left her keys in the car the instant the door clicked shut. It had been a long day at work and an even longer drive home. The gray sky melted into the gray earth in every direction, rain sweeping over the ground with a motion so consistent it didn't register as motion anymore. It simply was- a cold, flat plain that stretched above and beneath her with equal dreariness. She wanted more than anything to get inside her shabby rented home, heat up a frozen dinner, and make reality disappear for a while as she watched someone renovate a mansion on TV. And now she couldn't do that because her keys were locked inside her car.
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An Interrogation
Arthur Winnipeg eyed the entrance to his cell apprehensively. To all appearances he should have been able to walk out of his own accord without any trouble. There was no door, not even a doorway, only three walls that formed a sort of giant alcove with the end open to a hall lined with similar alcoves. He’d already tried to leave though, and as he’d stepped forward the air had hardened in front of him like a pane of glass. He rubbed absently at the stump where his recently confiscated prosthetic hand should have been, but behind the wire-rimmed spectacles his eyes still fixated on the edges of the walls where they met the hallway
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MA Harry Learns Patience
“Hairy-ette. Hey Hairy. Harry-ette.” Harry sighed and looked up from her food. She was seated at a table in the cafe,and Park had decided now would be a very good time to poke her repeatedly in the shoulder. His big eyes got bigger when she finally turned toward him. “What is it Park?” she asked a little curtly, but the smile that split Park’s face said quite clearly that he hadn’t noticed. "Building book, you have? Want- Liked it, I did!" Harry fiddled absently with the glamour-watch on her wrist. Park bounced up and down as he talked, unable to contain his excitement as usual. It made the corner of her mo
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Iron, Blood, and Magic - Chapter 2
Moonlight shone through the stained glass windows of the abandoned church, casting distorted images of holy figures on the rotted floorboards. In the corner away from the dusty pews and pulpit was a stool probably meant for a child's doll, and on the stool sat a tiny person. Short white hair curled around a chubby-cheeked face and big black eyes stared at the archway marking the entrance. Tinea drew her small feet onto the stool, her wings wrapped around her in a hug. It was a facade of comfort. The colors shimmered on the ground as clouds passed  across the moon. Where was the metal-handed man and his wan, sharp-toothed friend? Tinea knew t
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Huxley's Rise
Ah.  You found the letter.  I suppose now you want me to explain it to you. Let me begin by making one thing very, very clear.  I am not going to be an object of your pity.  I do not want any misplaced sympathies you might have lurking in your soft little brain even now because I made myself.  Victims are those who sit by and passively allow things to happen, for others to stomp them flat into something useless.  I chose to be what I am, and that sets me apart from most of the patients I tend to here in the Reformation Center. Yes, I am the "Harry" that Florence addressed.  It was a joke of hers.  She called me that the first time I entered
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SE6: A Necessary Evil
Jenny could only stare at Oliver in stunned silence for one long moment.  It… it looked like him.  The t-shirt and jeans were the same as he'd been wearing the day before.  But then that left one major question unanswered. "Ollie, how…?" His face split into a dreamy smile.  "How am I standing up?  Beats me.  I guess a lot of things can happen in the Book that can't in real life.  Pretty nifty huh?" "A little more than nifty, I'd say."  Jenny frowned and stepped forward.  "Oliver, are you sure you're all right?" "Better than all right.  You don't look so hot though.  Is something bugging you?"  He tilted his head to one side, and
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SE5: Cerebus Syndrome
Oliver couldn't get to sleep that night, and it had nothing to do with lying on the floor. It was stupid.  He'd had arguments with Jenny lots of times, and the next day it was always like nothing had happened.  They were siblings.  Siblings said stupid things to each other, blew it off, and kept going. Yet here he was, staring up at the ceiling thinking about how hurt she'd looked.  I'm going to have to apologize, aren't I? He pushed himself upright and looked over to where his sister lay huddled in a tablecloth.  "Jenny?" he murmured.  "Are you awake?" It was completely silent.&
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SE4: Nonsense
Villainy's momentary distraction didn't seem to faze his zombies.  As soon as their quarry started moving they mobilized en masse, grinding their teeth and stretching their arms out to snatch at the air. Jenny swallowed while they pattered along in front of the horde.  "Ah… ah, Rick?" "Yes?"  The man was running backward, one hand steadying Oliver on his shoulder and the other holding his gun.  His eyes were narrowed and flitted back and forth, looking for an opportunity to shoot. "What are the chances that the zombies will eat us instead of—" BLAM BLAM BLAM!  Hot Scientist Girlfriend let off three shots from her gun, and three
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SE3: A Dramatic Entry
Needless to say, Jenny was very unhappy with the way the situation had been handled. "Are you a complete imbecile!?" Jenny shrieked.  She looked a bit like a cat that had puffed itself up with fright as she stepped toward Rick.  Her white-knuckled fists quivered with rage she could barely contain.  "He's probably already infected, you're lucky I don't just— LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Rick didn't respond to her at all.  She would have darted forward to beat at every inch of him she could reach if he hadn't raised his gun to point at something standing in the hall behind her, a look of sh
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SE2: RICK AND HIS HOT GIRLFRIEND FIGHT ZOMBIES
Oliver Edinburgh lay sprawled on his face, trying to work out what had just happened.  One moment he was in his room with his sister reading a really messed up letter, and the next… the next he was falling through a whirlwind of color into somewhere else.  It was too bad that 'somewhere else' had a hard, unforgiving tile floor to smack into and that he'd have been separated from his wheelchair on the way down, but dwelling on it wouldn't make any difference. He raised his head, squinting against the harsh fluorescent lights as he did so. He'd fallen into a dreary hallway with beige painted walls.  These wer
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SE1: A Cordial Recruitment Letter
To whom it may concern: I am writing to you on account of a problem which needs to be solved.  The nature of said problem will doubtless sound fantastic to you, but please rest assured that this is not a prank. There is a certain Book of Stories in existence whose contents include every story humanity has ever constructed.  The stories are not simply recordings as found in the shallow paper reflections you are most likely accustomed to but worlds which can be entered and, if necessary, manipulated. My brother and I are the guardians of the Book, and for millennia we have protected it from being purposefully altered by o
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Part One- A Private Job
It was raining in Absalon.   Dismal shopfronts that were hardly ever dry squatted on either side of the street, hiding behind the thick grey-black veil of precipitation.  Cleo didn't need to see them to know what they were like: run down squares of brick, faded gang signs sprayed across the walls, neon lights flickering out of barred windows with promises of booze or girls.  If she thought hard enough she could name off some of the store names and the people who worked there.  It was part of her job to know the city, after all. She and her partner made their way down the street in silence, apparently
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Huxley's Confession
Ed watched Huxley's bony fingers as they moved from one strap to the next, securing his limbs to the modified dental chair.  He could barely see against the glare of the spotlight filtering through his mask's eye-slots.  But regardless of how it made him wince, he didn't turn his gaze from her.  There was no room for weakness in the Inner Office. "You've kept me in suspense long enough, doctor.  Why am I here?" Huxley's brows rose toward the severe line of her bangs, though somehow her expression stayed quite unconcerned.  "You always have a question to pose, don't you Mister Dauger?" "I th
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:bigthumb700365660: The Dreamology classroom was located on the topmost floor in a tower on the corner of the school. Entering the classroom, one would notice how open and bare it seemed to be. There were stained glass windows lining the walls which featured the 21 cards of the major arcana and the ceiling opened up into an extraordinary observatory. The room sat on the perfect threshold between day and night and provided the best opportunity for cosmic tracking. Instead of desks there were only six cots laying out on the floor. Beside each cot was a notebook bound in leather, a folded astrology map, and a Grayson Tighe fountain pen. At the
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Wormwood
There flows a bitter spring in depths below, unplumbed When everything goes still you can hear it roiling Boiling, pounding against its confines like a drum Clawing for the surface and snarling for release Pressure building fueling struggle, lighting fuses But it loses sway near surface to shallow peace Sunbeams reach through branches, try to touch the shadow Softening grey stones with hues both warm and golden Still cold and alone, they look a bit less sad though Come birds, sing your songs louder! Dogs, why don't you bark? And we'll talk with voices raised against the stillness This illness in the ground, rumbling beneath the park There
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   𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂!
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Late for it, and I'm sorry for that, as much as I am at not looking over much of late, but I hope you had a happy birthday, Buggy.
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   𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂!
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Happy birthday dude :D 
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D'aw shucks cx
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Hello hello! I read the synopsis of OFF you wrote a little while back and thought it was very good. ^^ I was wondering if you were still interested in it, because I've recently gotten into it and I'd like to discuss it with you, if you're up for it!
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Sure, yeah I'm down for discussion.
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