Female Inflation

Science 3

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The short-haired brunette in a lab coat waved. "Hi again!  I'm Jordan."

The pony-tailed brunette in a tank top, open blouse, and a skirt gave a polite nod. "I am Flora."

"...and today," Jordan said, "we are doing science."

"Again."

"Again," she repeated.

"Despite my stern warning against you doing so."

Jordan arched an eyebrow. "Why are -you- getting upset?  The last time we did science you exploded me by filling me with an Olympic pool's worth of water."

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Average: 3.2 (13 votes)

Dullahan

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The day was overcast and cloudy, as it had been for the week prior.  The gentleman had settled in for some quiet study in the library, when the manor's front doorbell rang.  Sighing, he set down his sudoku book and pencil and proceeded through the manor, cursing himself for not hiring a butler.  As he reached the door the bell rang again, and he muttered a weary "yes, yes, I hear you" as he peeked through the keyhole.  Spotting a figure with red skin and silver-on-black eyes, he immediately reached for the lock.

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Average: 4.1 (8 votes)

Control 5: Beach

Control 5: The Beach


“I can’t believe it,” huffed Suzie. “That’s that same woman!”

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

Proserpine

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Proserpine
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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Special Treats

"That's weird, where could he be?"

Sharon whispered to herself, exiting the store out in the parking lot. Your car was missing, and you were absent. She begun being worried and tried to look around in the place in await for you, since you could have been distracted on something, when she found a strange red transparent plastic box, just at the spot your car had been parked before, with some strange candy-looking pills in it. By closer inspection, the box read :

"Sharon! Sorry for this, I'll be with you in a while, indulge on my special treats while you wait!"

Special Treats
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Average: 3.9 (8 votes)

Balloon outfit

Me and my love for gingers.

Balloon outfit
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Average: 2 (6 votes)

How to Get Over Heartache

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Jenny slammed the door of her apartment shut as she stumbled in a drunken stupor into the hallway. Her long blonde wavy locks were slightly damp from sweat, the result of an evening full of dancing and maybe a few drinks too many. A few loose strands draped over her face, clinging slightly to her sticky cheek.

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Average: 3.8 (16 votes)

Giggling Balloon, The

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(Or, "Let Me Kiss Your Skin of Silver")

I know it's a cliché, but I met her on the internet. Would it have been better if I'd met her in a bar? Problem is, I could hit a thousand bars and not meet a woman who was into balloons as badly as I was—or at all, for that matter.

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Average: 4 (15 votes)

Suicide Hill

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The petrol station rested atop Huntington Hill, known by the locals as “Suicide Hill” for its ridiculously precipitous slope, one that tempted many a youth in wintertime to slide down its icy surface. While achieving near-freefall speeds, the ride had an unfortunate penchant of ending with the sled skidding straight into the busy Lavinia Lane, where traffic was unimpeded by stop signs or any attention given to pesky speed limits.

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Average: 3.9 (19 votes)

Balloons Are Out There

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(or, “The B-Files”)

 

“I take it you have a working theory,” said Molly, looking away from the crime scene to her partner Scalder.

FBI agents Molly and Scalder had been on many strange cases before, but few were perplexing local authorities as much as this series of disappearances. Agent Scalder looked around the destroyed flat, finding smashed furniture, overturned bookshelves, scattered fragments of latex, and shredded clothing on the floor.

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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)
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