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Like A Bat Out of Hell


Afternoon, just outside of New Flagstaff.............


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Between A Rock and a Crazy Place

"Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."

Albert Einstein, Smithsonian, February 1979

Veronica knocked on the door. From inside she could hear loud music but no response to her knock. She knocked again. Nothing. She pushed the door open a little and peered inside. The room was thick with smoke. 'Is anyone there?' she called. Someone was in there. 'Hallo?' she called again louder, 'Anyone there?'

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Halloween Fantasy (Part 23)



The professional in her, the intellectual, wanted to call Victor out on his bold assertion. But forcing an argument on a man she was hoping to get closer to was not exactly going to be a winning strategy.

Days At A Time


I decided to set up home on the roof of the library.  Rains a fair amount here, I think I could use that to my advantage somehow. Roof became the best option when I spent a sleepless night worrying something was going to come through the windows. I don’t know what’s out here, could be human, could be something else. Could be nothing. Nothing is just as terrifying really, if no one’s inhabiting this town – there’s a damned good reason for it.

I just don’t know it.

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Now Hiring!

-Many signs would be seen around various main cities. Oilville, New Flagstaff, Traders Flat, Citadel, and Embry. Each one containing the same message on it.-


(( This is an attempt to bring back Garrett's old shop. Anyone is welcome to come, and anyone is welcome to apply. The location is the New Flagstaff Ballistics Shop))

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COME up AND see me


11:41 AM 8/18/2014/ 8:47 AM 3/20/2016 Make Me Smile   hey joe u beilieve me ? .........  good to go PLUSH PLUSH PLEASURE UU         Cycle/ coded ?.... Two sun u  ole one here and another in  WHITE  PLUSH PLUSH plush PLEASURE UU ...a sign omen  unballanced cromosome / Growth ??Truth?

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Hyle smiled


In the distance she could hear the mixed sound of Sharky's motorcycle. The unmistakable symphony of growl, burp and fart.

Hyles day was almost over His day just starting. But over the weeks it had become a little habit that they would join for a supper/breakfast.


The conversation was always fun. Surreal, interesting.

Discussions on culture differences. He Being Chota, she being Tech. The fact thier body clocks were so out of synch, they only had time together short.

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Time skipping? (15 years later)

Yeah, that'd be interesting!
35% (11 votes)
No, can't do it.
65% (20 votes)
Total votes: 31
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EVER kill


EVERY animal near ever. Just bones. Now. Most beautifull,    see Death in or near_here.  Death SO beautifull VACATED . I no more.  No more like,....u before u like before?   NOTH ,NOWHERE. If  u CAN t imagineand fuck  me in the other place; if u wish and when i look into ur eyes our eyes i. GAZE DOWN, eyes closed .go back LOVER? We  are into the blow like in spot. Exact !Anomalties ,Veronica on a swing.Spot tell usEvery life is in many days, day after day Where every where is ever u were?Where ever shes ever been? lLIES .. Thats where were headin. Om.  In the mirror. Pass that spot...

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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))


((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

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


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.

Stuck Outside - One


Things to be thankful for:

Sturdy walls

My steadily returning technical aptitude

The hobby store down the road

A relatively undisturbed library


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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.

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picture this


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Halloween Fantasy (Part 22)



Bodil relaxed… a little. Well, perhaps more than a little. It was a nice day. The countryside was beautiful, despite the lurking Auto-Cults. The car was air conditioned. Victor was charming, and he smelled nice. So, Bodil didn’t let little things bother her. Like that she was being driven to a place she didn’t know, to be among people she didn’t know to be a witness to something she knew nothing about.

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Unexpected burden (pt.3 end)




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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Desert Heat

The radiant sun shined especially bright on this quite day. Sandy footprints being blown over by the short gusts of the heated wind. If it caught you off guard, you may even get some wasteland dust in your eyes. The air had a certain heaviness to it, possibly a factor of humidity, but he wasn't a weatherman, so who knew.

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The Bonds Between Us

The secret agent struggled but the straps were too strong. He was firmly attached to the table. Nearby the machine was quiet with a hint of menace to come.

'It is no use struggling Mr Bond,' said a man in a white suit before pulling a huge lever. The machine began to hum and then pulse of electrical sparks which danced all over it.

'What are you going to do with me?' Bond asked hiding fear and concern from his voice, ever professional.

'Give to you a little encouragement,' the man said with an evil grin.

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Halloween Fantasy (Part 21)


((I at last found a picture that does justice to my concept of the Troy family headquarters seven hundred years after the end of the Clone War)) Cool




Eggy House

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The Fury


Red is what she saw.

Red is the color of Fury

She mounted blades and spikes on her vehicle as and named it Vengence.

Red is the color of Revenge.




The same color that poured from between the young girls pale thighs and bare slit throat.

Blood mingled with mud and became black, like the sky.

A new storm swept to the unsuspecting camp of men, smug with their recent debauchery.

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The sound of worn shoes on pavement was quite a calming one; walking down the road south of Oilville could either be a cool night's walk, or a blood bath. Depended on how lucky you were, and how colorful your pocket of chips was.

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South (Pt 1 - Very Short Story)


(Artist: Aventae) (Music: When Memories Break)








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Dangerous Anticipation

It stands there always. Sometime alone. Sometime with others. Some feed it. Many visit it. In rain it stand, in sun, in day, in night. Guardian of the secrets within. Keeper of the mysteries shrouded in paper and string.

Veronica walked over to it and stood in front of it. Was it in there? She thought to herself. Had it arrived? A man nearby glanced in her direction. A woman stopped talking to her friend and turned to see what would happen. Two people walking stopped to watch. Excitement. Anticipation. Veronica opened the mailbox. Slowly. Carefully...

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Drifer Among the Wastelands


Evening sunset; somewhere between Oilville, and Depot 66..............................




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The All-Clone theory


A theory about the world of Fallen Earth

Premise: in a sealed-off environment, you can control everything.

The year is not  2156. 
The history that you are familiar with - is false.
Shiva virus is a lie. 

Something did happen around the 2050 that is far more terrible than global nuclear war and virus outbreak. 
Since the incident, the Earth is totally uninhabitable by humans. There were no human survivors. None. The Earth has fallen.

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Reapers Flask; Tuesdays


Note; Ardenn has been Kidnapped. Bar is currently in care of Kaylee (Holy Elite) And Dan Blackthorn.


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