((ROUGH DRAFT)) Price of Progress (Tropical Blues)

The boy babbled back in shock as laura and lukas watched with scorn, "look, we don't want you talking your mumbo jumbo that we can't understand. so we can stay here, or..."

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Rampage

No one yet knew if he would restrain his wrath to the ones who had scorned him or if he would seek out more entertaining prey further afield...

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A Wife Awry: Part I

He'd barely glanced at her the whole evening, save to give subtle digs and scorn her slightest mistakes. kose wondered if he cared about her at all, or if she was just an exotic trophy to show at parties.

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Jace Gets Bested

Unfortunately, due to a recently torn lower lip, it came out less scornful and more slurred than he'd intended as he hastily wiped away a line of drool with a sneer.

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Black Skies

She looked up at the crow with a scornful look, hatred, disgust,and complete humiliation all filled her heart. with little hesitation he released his talons from her neck, wanting to watch her plummet.

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Goldenmane Chapter XI: Ponysluts of Gor

But they were weak, and did not see my scorn for what it was, the weak attempt of a mere dumb jock horse to protect himself from the truth of my deep burning desire for nerds to touch me and make me cum.

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The Big Sister Part Fifteen: Family Business

None other than scourge the hedgehog's son, (in my continuity), prince scorn! does adriana have a new foe or perhaps an ally? >

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Pages

#1 of poems a poet i will never be tiz poor and lifeless devoid of perfection pages blank pages upon scribbled i have the pen bleeds my heart but lies pages so many pages blank and arid dry and torn the emptiness it scorns

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Lykos-Redemption Act II Ch. 5

He then took the sword in both hands; held it above his head still staring scornfully at perseus. he moved to one side; kicked in the hero's knees to get him in a kneeling position.

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Into the Fold(s)

At whatever mercy they may have heard of, and promptly scorned as a concept.

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The Oppressor

The oppressor scorns, and he never mourns. he throws others in the flame, never knowing that he is the one to blame. flesh and blood, it does not matter. 'tis just another thing given to batter.

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Haught, Blight, Human Plight

Today i stroke, and pull, and beat, scorning still, harsh summer's heat. spurting nectar thick and sweet, i say-- "i am an animal _again_--today."

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