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Reavy's Day Off (continuation of 'Sunday Morning')

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“For Helvede!. I see you once in a lobster season, you just turn up. Then you want to disappear again!”

 

Hyle felt angry and the same time upset. She could not decide which emotion to show Reavy so she settled for a pout in the hope that would work.

 

Hanne Berg's picture

Rear Window [10]

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After what seemed like an eternity, Hanne turned on her side in her bed to discover that the clock now read 03:39.. the last time she looked, ages ago, it had read 03:18. and the time before that, 03:03.

Hyle Troy's picture

ermm

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Petyr's picture

The Easy Life

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(( I'm out of town and bored so I wrote something. Sorry if my writing is shoddy, I haven't written anything in awhile.))


"I hate people." He said, wiping the blood from the claw blade. 

 

-Two Hours Earlier-

 

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RODE

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my rhttfuk my ridetumblr_lod47lDOrZ1qzgq8co1_500.jpgps://y Fmy ride  FAST as u can Iron RIDER AWAY AND GO... clenched in a fist  and  bone like angry teethwith Nothere waving  a wrench in a cold garage stained with lube n Gas, start the rattle and roar  see em blood spaltters them things...

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Union Triumphant: Men from the Sky

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Kingdom of Falkland, 2311

Smoke and ruin surrounded them, the crackling of burning timber and the occasional crash of collapsing stonework an appropriate backdrop to the desolation of his soul at that moment. He was tired of running, the day's efforts leaving him an exhausted mess that could barely take another stop forward let alone bring his rifle to bear against the hateful invaders of his homeland. Now, sitting amongst the rows of bottles and packaged food, he waited for his pursuer to find him.

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sundial never lies

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no its the finish of something done......TOLD U THISur voice impossible In The Wind in to ur viral virtual non xist  ull adjust paint her ull paint viral u that impossible to listen.  SO BEAUTIFULL ...OM flasHyeah TOLD U  Remember hey.

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sundial never lTIRES

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TOLD U THISur voice impossible In The Wind/ She raised the knife and slit her throat. She woke and she saw the boy. The first one she killed. The boy took her by the hand and lead her to the dance floor where they danced for all eternity.                          

Hanne Berg's picture

Rear Window [6]

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Hanne was back at the window In truth she had been there most of the afternoon. As the sun drifted into late afternoon and on into evening, and as Hanne’s cup of tea was now clay cold,

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Rear Window [5]

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Not his face !! “

Dwight looked up from his initial appraisal of the boy and cast a puzzled glance.

Hmm?”

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2killed

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In  10:48 aM 12/5/2016.love  us one byONE HUNT US   blow         telepathyTHE wick ............{IC  give blessings LOCO LIGHTS horizontal BOMBS BURNS . IC[maybe its mostlys time MMM, yes, just before ive lost  that , That  thread of yours in thoughtsof .... MMM, Oh yeah  yes  yours...

notheredave's picture

cosmos

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Sow a resurrection.. Is this is this  regurgitation in this Deathlands?....imobile almost frozen/ awaken cosmic orgasm our deaths my sweetness SO CUM WITH  u wilds every ever STEP  every animal we  U ever encountered....MMMMMMMMMMM Sow a.  HELL sustain shes good oh f**k very TELEPATH?

"Hose" be trippin!

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ARGGGUH!

the man lets out a grunt of pain as he limps towards his bike, one hand holding a small piece of rubber hose, his other cups the fresh wound on his shoulder.

"Fuckin' bitch!"
Cole kicks at a corpse of a blade dancer as he exits the small camp.

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Red leather day

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https://my.mail.ru/bk/serben/video/701/3334.html      u imag inemmm em ...machines...down below left on here ...2 too.long long ago HERE;+Crash so  Glow they wont. Mostly She is the SaDest  beautiful place .........Those that will be red Xed as they sleep willL be sliced they wont MOSTLYly  recognisecum DEATH........... cum recogniseknocking/mocking dave          knocking=nothere.knocking=nothereknocking. recogniseDEAthknocking=nothere. after cumms BEAST......       Imiss  Not too alone...

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All In a Day's Work

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Sniper

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Vanilla Steel ~ Lets Ride

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((Suggestive content but nothing graphic))

*On a back wall of the dining room

inside Beau's Tavern

something is written

in a wide looping feminine script

upon a freshly painted surface.*

 

 

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Make me numb suzi lightning

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6:24 PM“To find peace in the presence of the faultless is the desire of the one who seeks excellence; and is not nothingness a form of perfection?” THOMAS Mann https://youtu.be/QV9QleO9Eqc

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TTG™ original

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He is a terrible man. 

On his chubby arm is a low-quality tattoo of a Virgin Mary holding a little baby mutant. As he walks into the bar the janitor looks up at him. Both of them are bald, and so is the barkeep, polishing the heavy glass beer mugs. The place suddenly feels like an annual Northfields failed hairdressers convention. There's nobody else in the bar, which doesn't come as a surprise since it's early morning and the Tap isn't even open yet.

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Setting up shop

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New Flagstaff, Franklin's riders office

That poster was great, sitting on the office's wall. A picture of a few rounds, with some words under it :

" Selling Ammunition, 2 chips per unit, any caliber. Send a letter or drop a note to Jasper at the NF's rider's office. "

Shiu's picture

Barbarossa

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(( This part of the story starts the same day as my last journal entry: Black and Yellow ))


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To Kingman and back (A Returning King: UPDATE : Participation is welcomed with consent to the Story. If you wish to participate PM))

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((Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of cannibalism, Schizophrenia, and Corpse Mutillation. I tried to spare every gory detail leaving in only enough where a general picture could form in the mind of the reader, as I wanted this to be friendly to most audiences.))


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Darmody's Story - Rattle snake Outpost

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It's been 2 months... I've ventured back and fourth out of the village in that fraction of time. But for the past month and a half I was out of the village. I went to visit other cities and outposts, there was one completely walled up by survivors. They had Enforcer tents, military issued equipment. None of them were military however.
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Distant memories

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Karl now well rested and with light beginning to appear over a nearby hill cascading down onto the small camp he currently resided, it wasn't much but it was a respite from the wasteland. The small camp consisted of a small fireplace flanked from all angles with varying sizes of rocks a simple creation and yet so esential to life. Just beyond the fireplace laid an unfurled bedroll tattered with a collection of belongings including a rifle, the ammo for said rifle, a few pictures facing down onto to the ground and finally a small bag that contained a couple of cans of food and some water.

Metal's picture

The First sight of a returning King

Azazel stepped into Embry Crossroads wearing much gear after having spent much time meditating, and perfecting his fighting methodology whilst in the desert. He Slowly looked from left to right, wondering if this disappearance had ended his following. When a simple bum fell into him he knew the truth. It was at this moment he stated to himself "Pitiful peasants don't even remember one of their once rulers.

notheredave's picture

picture this

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Talicni Tom's picture

Unexpected burden (pt.3 end)

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Countless restless nights draining the will to get out of bed just to avoid further stress of this strange thing that everyone refers to as everyday life.

 

Nightmares by night level the amount of trouble and misery seen by day. Many times before thought of just ending it all came to his mind. Thinking whats the point of counting sand grains in the desert when you can see desert storm approaching on the horizon. 

 

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The Future of Today - From One Crew to Another

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*Gunshots echo throughout the room* "Everybody on dey ground! This is a fockin' robbery! Listen to what I say and ye'll make it out alive!"

"What tay fuck did he just say motherfocker! Get tay fock' an the ground!"

*There would be more gunshots and of course screaming from the civilians*

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From the Ashes, Baptism by Fire

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The wind blew harsh outside the wasteland with the sand storm kicked up like shards of glass being rained down on this region of the Grand Canyon.  A tall rider wrapped in a brown leather duster coat with chaps and what shoes he could find venturing out on the back of an old horse.  A gift some allies gave him after his trials and tribulations at Facility 51.  His emergence into this world called the Wasteland was not one simply of a destiny.  It was literally thrusted upon him from the moment he stepped out of the Lifenet Pod.

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