Devolvers - The Excuse | Chapter 8

He took the backpack off his back and pulled out the map, it was half charred, "somehow get the rest of the way to the west coast..." he trailed off as the sounds of sirens flew past us on the road up the ditch.

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Stalker

charred corpses sat in grotesque positions, trying to reach an unknown destination they would never reach. what had happened here? after a brief look around, i inspected myself.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 171

Sharp spikes of charred wood. tendrils of smoke.

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Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 79

Sharp spikes of charred wood. tendrils of smoke.

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STI-The Soup is Ruined

Jacob grabbed a spatula and began selecting the least charred nuts, dropping them one by one into his pot. "must have started somewhere else tonight." "i haven't seen him in a few days."

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Trouble Brewing

The charred remains of one of the chairs shifted as a thin shape rose from the ground with a cough. junga rushed over to them, his hands shaking. "mr. crake!" junga said, "are you okay? what.... what happened here?"

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Unknown Side

When the fire died down, only a few seconds later, an entire section of his neck and shoulder had scales that were charred badly, a few flaking off.

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Interview with Cerberus

I thought about writing a fictinal char-sheet about myself, so here we go. hope you enjoy. :) it was in a world below our world. a strong tide flowed through the underground caverns and out of sight.

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A war of the heart

Tree's burnt black and charred , the air around him smells of sulfur and death. hear a cocking noise he turns around to see himself padded up in his ranger gear holding his sig-sauer equinox pistol.

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In the Presence of a God

Angrily, tonneau waved a hand and all four delegates were struck by lightning, charring them all to skeletons in an instant. this didn't seem to hinder them much as they merely bowed and mumbled their own apologies for failing to please the god.

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Red Sun and Moon, Chapters 5 and Six

My forehead burned with the force of a thousand stars, charring the fur into the sigil from before. "somniaa!" â â â all fades to black... the time to awaken the sleepers has come. _o/' atrum catena, modus vita...

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