Walk in the Wastes #1: August 15th, 2279

#1 of walk in the wastes a post apocalyptic, journal styled tale, told by bishop, a wanderer in the american wastes after the great war. takes place in a fallout alternate universe which includes both human and faunus characters.

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Wasting water (DU Easter Edition 5:9)

# Chapter 9 # Garret's P.O.V * * * "Well... This is kinky." Corbin giggled, wrapping his arms around Tyson's thick neck. "Let the little rabbit go now, Tyson. I think you've scared him a bit." He continued. Tyson removed his fingers from my mouth...

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A Perfect Bomb ch.2 - A Terrible Thing to Waste

_You must never forget The essence of your spark All of that which defines you Is the essence of your blood The infection has been removed The soul of this machine has improved_ - Fear Factory, "Archetype" _"So this is where I...

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The Adventures of Ricky Ratt - 06 - An Epic of Time Wasted

I spent all of Tuesday not doing a damn thing. Well, nothing insanely productive anyway. I finally woke up at 2 or 3 pm as usual and lazily rolled out of bed. A quick shower and then my ass was down on my couch, quickly diving balls deep into my newest...

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The Adventures of Dingo Dan, Part Four

After standing back up, they bellied up to the drainhole and opened thier mouths, eating the waste from the tank and playing in the shit. "still at it, i see..." a female voice said from behind kraig.

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Unwelcome Talents

**Unwelcome Talents** _Written by Amethyst Mare (Arian Mabe)_ _Commissioned by an anonymous commissioner_ _ _ Morning was unwholesome. Comfortably entwined within his duvet, Wayne groaned and burrowed beneath the pillows, as if by sheer force of...

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[Commission] Foxy Plumbing

_ **\*CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!\*** _ Arty groaned, rolling around in his bed and pulling up his pillow over his ears before mashing it against them. Unfortunately, it barely did anything to dampen the constructive cacophony that was happening just outside...

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Dirty Punishment

They had not known that it was her that had had to deal with the slick, squelchy feel of the waste soaking into the bad, sometimes too thick to ooze into it, squashing back into her fur. would she ever truly feel clean again?

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