Faraday’s Cage

“Ahhhhh… Fresh air!… Hey! Careful now with that vase! It costs more than your house!" The hands on his hips, breathing the slightly musty air hanging around, Faraday felt he was ready to take up the world. Well, he already did that, in a way, since...

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BROS! BROS! BROS!

Rigby was thrown onto the table previously used for beer pong. He was already breathing heavily in anticipation. Sure, Mordecai pretty much summoned them with that stupid cologne of his but the group of unruly unicorns liked him a lot more. They liked...

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Faraday’s Cage

Faraday’s Cage _An Island, a haunted house, and a wealthy businessman. Yet, the result is less grim than expected_ “Ahhhhh… Fresh air!… Hey! Careful now with that vase! It costs more than your house!” The hands on his hips, breathing the slightly...

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Helping the pack

Helping the pack _In a search for the G.E.C.K., the Chosen One encounters a pack of Deathclaws. Will it be a fruitful encounter?_ _You are the chosen one. Or that’s how your tribe and the locals call you in what used to be California. You don’t...

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