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Snorkel Technique, The

A waft of burnt pumpkin followed the moonlight between the curtains. As the cool, white light crept across the carpet, its iridescent glow glinted off ceramic straighteners and boxes of makeup. Eventually the moon lowered enough to beam over the large double bed in the middle of the room. As the light crawled across the covers, the slender figure occupying the bed shifted to face away from the window.

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Average: 4.3 (24 votes)

Boy's Trick, A

“Mickey, you can’t be serious.” The boy in the welding mask and bloody apron commented to his friend, who was standing in front of him in a full maid costume, with a miniature vacuum cleaner worn on his arm like a purse.

“Hey, a maid can be scary, Jason. She can get into your room without your consent, pushes a cart around that has all sorts of hidden compartments, at least I’m not a welder.”

“I’m not a welder.” Jason retorted.

“Let’s just get started, Jason. Who are we going to hit up first?”

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Average: 2.8 (8 votes)

Cycle, The

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I traveled to the jungle planet of Kurp in search of a creature know as a jungle crawler. These hideous creatures were giant centipedes that had one giant eye on their head; they also had a ravenous appetite, both for food and reproduction, the latter draws me here because entrancers play an important roll in it. To better study these I joined up with a biological scientist from the area, Dr. Jill Farol. The two of us planed a treck out into the jungle, so I could watch the jungle crawler in action.

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Balloon Race

Aim.

Fire.

A thin stream lanced out from the plastic gun and into plastic clown’s wide grin. Atop its hat protruded a pink balloon which swelled at rate faster than his rivals. Within seconds, it popped; a bell rang to signify his victory.

“Winner!” shouted the booth operator from around his cigar. The rivals scuffled off to seek their glory elsewhere in Funland while the operator waved the youth over to the side.

“You been out in the heat all day, kid,” he said between puffs of his cigar. “You ain’t fed up yet?”

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

New technology: Experiment A

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"Okay, we're ready to begin," Kiley heard from the booth. A couple of scientists were packed in the small room checking readings and talking to each other, but they had already turned off the intercom. Kiley really didn't care what they were saying, anyway. She was going to make enough money from this experiment to finish college and finally get somewhere in the world.

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Average: 2.2 (9 votes)

Tattoo

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Joanna made her way down the street toward the tattoo parlour hurriedly, unable to wait for whatever bauble or trinket she desired today. The enormous burden and magnitude of her gargantuan stomach didn’t slow her down at all thanks to the effects of the weightlessness tattoo located on the lower left hand side of her belly, although the size and scale of it certainly disrupted the traffic on the sidewalk, as she made her way through the Saturday morning throngs of shoppers she smashed them aside with the vast bulk of her abdomen.

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Average: 3.9 (11 votes)

Heroine Appreciation Day

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Karen Starr sat on her couch, looking at the small box that had arrived sometime last night. It didn’t have any name, just a label that said, “To Power Girl and Terra” Karen brushed some of her blond hair out of her eyes and sat back. It could be some kind of explosive, but she was invincible to most things, thanks to her powers. Terra could still be hurt by a bomb going off, so maybe it would be best to open it now. She grinned at this line of thought and tore open the wrapping, opening the box. She braced herself for an explosion, but nothing happened.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Mean Girls

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Bad things can happen at parties, people caan get feelings hurt, people can have accidents, people can get arrested. These are always good entertaining stories. But sometimes, thing sjust go so horribly wrong, so incredibly bizarre, that noe one ever wants to talk about them. Like if someone got reallly hurt or put away in prison for a long time over it. This is one of those stories that i just so happen to know, but i think many of you would like to hear it.

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Average: 3.6 (9 votes)

Fuusenkunoichi, Chapter 9

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Deep within the bamboo forest the wispy branches and leaves swooned and floated around near the top of the stalks, like an eternal and organic green mass. In the background they watched a tall snow-capped mountain that appeared to be bathing among the crystal clear blue sky. It was a plain yet beautiful sight; that is until a large dark round shadow began to fly around on the surface of the bamboo canopy.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

That's Absurd

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(SCENE - People sit calmly in a waiting room reading magazines or watching daytime TV. A RECEPTIONIST types furiously at her computer. In the background a female scream of agonizing pain echoes through the back hallway. A young BRUNETTE walks in the front door and approaches the reception counter.)

RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you, miss?

BRUNETTE: Yes, I'd like to die, please.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)
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