Suncrest - Chapter 19

A scrap of paper. "it is the final deru." the paper landed on the kitchen table, directly in-between giu and tea. across the page sat a bowl of steaming noodles that radiated with the intensity of the sun.

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An Unkindly Welcome

Even scraps will do." he begs with pleading eyes but receives only that of the end of broom. "you will receive nothing here you monster!"

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Newest Enforcer

I'm taking you over to the scrap yard right now." he shoved her into his car and told the driver to take him to the scrap yard. winter didn't want to be in the same car as commander feral.

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Remington in Wonderland - Rated AO

The group stepped carefully over the scrap metal, following dinah bernadette through the convoluted maze the hatter had made of her house.

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Mandated Vacation

Anyone who dealt in the scrap of the scrape usually meant living surrounded by great masses of junk.

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The Fall of Olympia-CHP 3

The lizard ended up dragging vol'sk down the street against his will to a group of the scrap armor soldiers. as soon as they were close, they all burst into a sprint down the street towards out of town.

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Dragon Becoming

Traz began to slowly stroke himself as he heard his cell door open, a scrap of claws on bare stone as a dragonkin stepped in, leading a quadrupedal beast on a leash.

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Eternity

Anyone telling you otherwise has not had to dig through garbage bins looking for scraps of food.

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Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 1

The scraps of animal flesh rotting on the floor made the room an assault on the nostrils. there was a barrel in the corner for scraps and i went to work quickly, scooping and scraping up the masses and filling the barrel in an hour.

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Trespassers

At first all they saw was scrap metal, old furniture, the standard shit they could have seen in any junk yard. "oh gee, look at all these beautiful cars." eli said rolling his eyes. tyler playfully punched the cat in the arm.

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Once In A Lifetime

My fingers were deathly cold, they always were when i was nervous but the unusually cold morning certainly didn't help as i crammed that scrap into my bag.

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