A New Season - Chapter 1

"samantha oliver, will you marry me?"

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The Earth Tigers

Her bristles made an iridescent sheen in the early light, primarily olive, but with hints of fire at the right angle. each of her tarsi bore an electric orange bolt that, he knew, flashed even in the darkness of her burrow.

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S5 Ep4- The Truth of the Moonstone family

Don moonstone- 47th king- father to oliver, and was known to be rather passive.

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Off the Books (Otherwise Untitled)

~ "i'm here to eat all of the olives on the salad bar.", practicing the voice and tone a bit, "and i don't care if there's any left for you." the bounty hunter nodding to himself in agreement.

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A Multitude of Stars... Chapter 5

"i am staff sergeant oliver and this is professor dunham, head of the aerospace defense committee.

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Faolan (Remastered)

Strange two-legged creatures could be spotted through the equally strange reflection, beings with stubby, pink and olive-colored muzzles in every different kind of shade imaginable.

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When Howard Met Nova

He took it and deftly downed it, olives toothpick and all in one fell swallow before making his way to the blonde. "hey you have to pay for that," called the bartender. "believe me, i will tomorrow," replied howard.

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A changing Encounter: Chapter 1:

I like my olive-drab t-shirt, and my olive-drab sweater. they're comfortable, and warm, and they remind me of the army. and stuff like that. which is pretty cool. over that, i often wear my parka coat. atleast, i think it's called a parka.

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My Story

I quickly grabbed a midnight blue longsleeve t-shirt and a pair og olive green pants almost tripping as i put them on hurriedly. i slipped my shoes on and dashed down the hall and out the front door.

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Dana & Olivia

Eyes olive-green, distraught and long awake slid into olivia's sight. "thank god." her mother dropped beside the cot. "can you hear me?" "aah," olivia groaned. what was this?

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Silver and Bronze: The First Fire

oliver the first fire "come furrow, my little cub" came the sweet familiar voice "wake now, we must go!" there was a false air of playfulness in her voice. he stirred, but did not wake. "oh come my little cub!"

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Chapter 15: Memories of the Past

He stammered, looking more pale than olive. i was right about my hunch then.

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