Reaper Graesham Campaign: Sixth Interlude

Many grunted and other cried in pain as their forms dissolved, leaving behind clay mannequins. yes! "norton! use _fast_ area attacks! get rid of them all!"

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Sent Kobold Chapter 4: Traveler's Rest

His mind remembered the mannequin with the bundle. no. not mannequin. corpse. he desperately prayed that it was just a bundle of cloth. no. no. think. focus. think of a way to stop this from happening here again.

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Orange Mocha Frappuccino! (WIFWOLF)

\>alexis scans the mannequin from head toe, taking in the outfit it wore \>she quickly pins her ears to the back of her head and crosses her arms, the wolfess’s voice filled with righteous anger \>”the nerve of these people!

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The Giving Grandfather

There, inside an impressive glass display case, stood a lithe wolf mannequin dressed in a tight fitting leather gimp suit, bone-toy-shaped gag strapped between faux teeth.

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Frustrations of Reality

Derek had broken into a clothing store opposite of me and pulled their mannequins outside, subsequently beating into a plastic pulp.

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The Only Way This Ends, Part 2

From the corner of the room, the mannequin ram smiled at him, it's true to life member bobbing silently in the air. ------------------------------------------- danny didn't like the chilly atmosphere in the room.

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A Bitch of an Escape Room

Wasting no time, luke raced towards the mannequin, shoes in tow. with less than twenty minutes on the clock and no way to know how many more trials awaited him, there was no time to waste!

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Closing Shift

It was a fairly generic mannequin head. the face was ovular, white, smooth, a gentle suggestion of a nose and chin, it would be easy to see a face there. but it was hollow, nearly weightless, it couldn't have been a human being. it seemed small.

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The Taming of the Werewolf

In the center of the room stood a mannequin roughly his size, a good head and a half shorter than the wolf, and on it was the costume in question. draped wasn't the appropriate term.

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Butt Slam Part IV

mannequins stood their silent guard in a variety of designer outfits. one looked like it belonged in a burlesque club. another was a leather jacket in bright primary colors showing a spade with the legend _tastes funny!

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Chapter 2 "Getting Ready"

In the rocking chair was a robotic female mannequin that was eight foot tall, wearing a maids dress that was black on white. "come here little one. do not worry, i am here to feed and help you." the mannequin said.

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Some Birthday

An armless mannequin in the corner wore a slim, short dress. there was a dresser, a small vanity table with a large mirror, and a closet. michael sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. his nose wasn't working - he couldn't smell properly.

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