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Bald Damsel

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a year has passed in the Canyon...

I hold a hatchet in my hand. It is bent and dull from overuse, sticky with blood and dirt and hair an' shit. Night air is thick with sparks and floating ash. The stench is terrible. Devil's Own camp is burning around me and the fires warm my heart. I grin and crack a joke. Something about Devils and hellfire. Not really funny. So me.

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A routine checkup

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Changing is what people do when they have no other choice.

Charlotte had her hands in her pockets. She walked across the asphalt of the main road leading south from Hope Springs. As she approached the low concrete building, she glanced back at her newly repaired bike before heading into the bunker.  

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Best before.

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I'll have to do baby steps with her:

Day 1: Establish eye contact once more

Day 2: Exchange a few words and start talking to her again

Day 3: Stab her to death in self defense

 

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Walking the cornfields

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Charlotte walked into relative coolness of one the buildings in Hope Springs, as she passed the house, the sun once more beat down on her. The burning rays of the endless summer.
She debated to herself, as she walked, whether to continue to walk among the houses of Hope Springs or head towards the fields on the outskirts of town. Once she had lived a town much like this, she had been a part of a home, a family. She had tried very hard to be normal, to fit in as a normal resident.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part three

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Spot stood in darkness, sure that the confusion originated from the little creature, glad to finally corner it. There was a clicking sound of thick sharp nails moving across the floorboards, he realized that something big moved around in the room with him. He found himself chuckling madly in ecstasy.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part two

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A feeling inside of Spot told him the world suddenly became deserted…dead. It was more feeling than seeing. Some essential difference that danced just beyond his grasp, like the perfume of a certain someone. It danced just beyond his reach.
“Ddddddd... you ... are... not.. gonna.. trick.. me...” Spot said, ignoring the wrongness of the world.
The world had become awfully still, and yet he didn’t notice until he heard a sound.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part one

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Subdane was staring at the pond, reliving old memories. When the memories of a life that no longer existed faded, leaving him once more in the shadow world, he turned to the little grey creature. “Where are we?” He asked.

Wont let you down..

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Perpetuating Hate

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Several weeks ago, Ardenn sat at Hyle's party and watched a well known man approached two women he knew better than most, met with scorn despite being friendly. A few days ago, he spoke to a Sheriff and got a lead on a young man posing as a lady who'd resulted in the death of a tribesman. Yesterday he held the collar of a man he wasnt sure he deserved to ever know, parted on bad terms.

- One week ago... -

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Letting it go

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New Flagstaff, early in the morning

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glytch/ glitch in the grind

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10:13 AM 2/21/2015 ....'' oh ''  [oc]<     Into the dark, wild forest of your fear, you will find the sweet light of your freedom"~  Om..........   ole  Into the dark,wild  Clarrissa where r we dave?    in the mirror  not      what would happen noth veronica again? Dream ole  Suzi  blayzes  .  wait Noth  if u were to not;kill  kILLjoyJoe   Clarrissa where r we     answers Dave questions with another         what would happen nothing not ?

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A ghostly visit to the clinic

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The temptation was simply too much. So, he followed her around.
For so long he had been alone. There was no one to talk to, no one to interact with, if you could call it that.
The horror the woman had felt was clear to Subdane, and yet he could not help but to stalk her.
Clouds obscured the moon, little light was inside the clinic, but light and shadows were different in his world.

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A forced and unwelcom introduction

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To be in such a place was a terrible threshold to stand on. Continue an eternity as a tormented ghost or reach out and become a part of the living? How wrong, scary or even evil it would seem.


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Little Girl Lost- Bumps in the road

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The waif was cranky to the point even her sister avoided her.

She sat on the roof of the back porch in a preditory reaver vulcher-like perch normally reserved for hunting.. but instead the girl stared off at the distance.

The entire world seemed upside down to her.. all that was comfortable wasnt .. and visa versa.

She wanted to curl up on someones lap and rip their throats out at the same time.. as if somehow caught between the violent shapeshifting of wereolves.. after eons still hushed stories in the dark.

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Another rising sun

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Kaibab Forest, somewhere around Trader's Flat

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The outpost

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Charlotte halted the bike. An ant head, several legs and antennas dangled from the side of her bike. She collected the trophies thinking she was some kind of hunter. She had no idea what to do with the parts, but she imagined that was what a great hunter or perhaps even a warrior would do.

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Putting theory to the test

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Charlotte raced across the dried yellow grass. Something was skittering low to the ground in front of her, something grotesquely oversized. It was the size of a medium sized dog, its body bright red scaled. Tiny hairs stood out on its legs and covered its scaly torso. Large antennas stuck out from its head and as Charlotte approached, the antennas seemed to vibrate, and then the grotesquely large fire ant fearlessly met her charge.

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A taste of vanilla

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Beau Tavern, yesterday

"Are you tired of freedom?" - she asks me, her voice... like a drug.

She makes your skin crawl in all the right places and it is just the right amount of wrong. Maybe a hint over the right amount. Yeah definitely in the region of wrong now when I think about it. Wrapped up in leather, you can feel her skin stretched, like that skin of a dead animal she is wearing. And just a grain of sweat. What is that.... vanilla?

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Heartbroken

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She was riding her motorcycle next to him, they were driving on tiny tracks through the forest and she raised her voice to him. “Did you hear what I said?”
“Oh no, sorry?”
“I said, so it wasn’t her?”
“No. No… She shot me.” He said and laughed.
Charlotte cried out, “She SHOT YOU?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to explain that?”
“As soon as I understand it myself... you will be the first to know.”

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Old Habits Die Hard

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New Flagstaff,

As she was walking in the tavern, she felt alive. Of course she loved her retirement and living in a village far from everything else , but that was what made her life real; that was what made or what used to make her life living.

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Coming face to face with the devil - Part 3

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((A small tribute to the merc of the wasteland. Get well soon Reavy.))

 

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Coming face to face with the devil - Part 2

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18 months passed since that fateful day when Reavy and Strelok captured and imprisoned him. Surely, most would think he was dead by now. Perhaps not forgotten, but reduced to a vague memory like some bad dream that took place long ago. In the apocalypse, time is forgiving.
Or so he hoped.

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Stillborn & Dazed

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(could be considered mature reading)

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You can't come down to earth
You're swelling up, you're unstoppable


LifeNet bunker NF-3, morning

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That Which Drives You (The sound of Anger)

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( I decided to make a scenic introduction to Deon's background since I haven't formally wrote any. Critique and opinions are appreciated as always. )

 

Michael Destefano's picture

Coming face to face with the devil - Part 1

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For nine months, he sat in that dark room, finally forgotten and thrown away like a toy that was no longer fun to keep around.
Until the day came.
The day of his release.

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By Dawn, By Night (3/3)

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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wh33uOP18bg - Listen until next song link]

Ben's face drips of sweat as he hears nothing but faded and foggy screams. He slowly opens his eyes only to face a concrete wall, He stands up blinking his eyes tightly as he squints seeing nothing but flood lights come into the room. He turns his head to the left seeing huge thick iron bars with a metal door. He approaches the metal bars rattling them to try and break them as he shouts.

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Find Find ..........2001 S.O.

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[IN]C.         Rolly Polly hurdy gurdy likes i do Yes! i do also, U GIVE ME ?What  oh veiled Clarissa? "This something i haveNTdream up IN mind  our merge ! IN my mind EYEillily she was urs..   has to dream up things for u us noth......and in return u dream up for me. Here  otheredave where ? Two light years years , THRU TELEPATHY EMPATHY  Ilonah TOO!  Asleep Veronica shake it off!  Wake_Pass the field of science WERE DONE polinating Pass the fiEld of science. Snow on the screen. We will go out.

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The devil at your heels - Part 7

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((This entry is a bit longer than usual, call it a christmas present if you like ;) Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy.))


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Under Investigation (Open RP event)

TAO has been tasked with researching rumours that certain groups have found a path to the West Coast thru the Radiation zone. We need to follow up on this and see if we need to protect or destroy any "Unblessed"  Shiva must not be allowed back into the remaining population. At this time no immediate action is requested, just information. All is to be sent to our agent Mutare Nebula under the code Wildfire.  ISMC years ago were suspected of sending traders to find a path, so have Exile clan of Techs.

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Things that we want, things that I need

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Either way, win or lose
when you're born into trouble - you live the blues

 

There was a sign next to the plain lemon colored tent. The sign read: "LET THE WASTELAND MUTANT READ YOUR MIND - admission 2 white chips."

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