Bombshell Bomber's Chapter 2

#28 of chakat universe a friend is made and bomber has hir first failure as captain the compound was mainly quiet, most of the soldiers were asleep.

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Failure

She moaned, revelling in ky's failure as pump after pump left him, sealing the elf to her fate for eternity.

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Failure

A fox watches two men fighting, he smiles as he knows what is to happen in this field. He reaches his mind out to the two other males, analyzing and reading their thoughts, content, just knowing that his goal would finally be realized. Kane thrust...

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Failure

**Title** Sunlight pierced the artificial light of the locker room as the outside doors boomed opened. A great collage of voices filled the previously silent room, as many of the baseball players returned from their practice. Varying males of many...

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Containment Failure

. :3 **containment failure** "would you pass the pepper please, nico?" it was an evening like many others in cayes and nicoya's home. a quiet, intimate dinner, just the two of them at the dining table.

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Comms Failure

Static stepped out of his quarters, the purple avali yawning idly. Unlike the rest of his crew, his body had been augmented with synthetic materials supplanting most of his organic tissues, an experiment in wider...

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The first failure

And once one entered into the profession, there could be no turning back, no failure, ever, else they wished for a swift, or perhaps not-so-swift depending on the proverbial executioner, death.

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Failure - Redemption

#1 of failure _12/24/11 - estimated 12 am christmas eve... most people would be wrapping presents by now. not me. i'm starting this journal tonight, as i just found it on the ground last night, and spent today looking for a pen.

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Self-Failure

A past riddled with lies, betrayal many times over, and nothing but personal failures. it was as if i had lost touch of who i was...no, i never even found out who i was or could be to begin with.

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Failure is Not an Option

Ipanted hard, my lungs wheezing as I ran down the court, my eyes fixated onprotecting our shooter. My name is Derek; I'm a varsity basketball player atCharleston high. And right now it's thefirst game of our season and was down by 3 points. Coach was...

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