Determined

Let them know what's at stake. do you pick it apart? can you beat my record? play like you're smart; show me what you learned!

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Armageddon Forces by RDC

Everybody's life is at stake... if you don't make the promise, we will use you as a sacrifice... so make a will to be appreciative of everything, even if it tears your soul in half... push your limits... push your destiny...

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Jack'll Do: a poem

When cookie bakes fresh biskit or cake an' all them boys their shares'll take, jack brings me some where i stand at stake. ol' jack sez, "charlie'll do."

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Purgatory

Although, the other duplicate foil has the same scar, but yearns for it to be healed; tortured by the pain-staking evil of its counterpart. as both parts search for the cure, they attempt with a purgatorial median.

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[SCRAP] Towers of Heaven Come Crashing Down

Or perhaps there is a new stake in creation; perhaps the time has come for man to have his say with those who dwell beyond?

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SHIFT TAILS: Faerie Courts

There are stakes... but from what i can understand many of the stakes might just be their pride. the winner gets bragging rights. sometimes it might be the turning of seasons.

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The Game

Play a game, lets put the chambers to the test, click ridiculed for our success demonized for our great ventures ostracized for our differences mocked for our transgressions it may not be a good game but its a game of high stakes

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Poem #38: Perception

Head spin confusion stumbles _sorrow_ stabs my eyes _indifference_ takes my ears _pity_ picks up my nose crumbs and _hunger_ eats them confusion stutters twice _hatred_ puts fire in my mouth and _desire_ takes my tongue _love_ takes a stake

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Recontextualize 16 - And They're Multiplying

Even though it was low stakes, it was a matter of pride for him to win. initially, he thought the bears would just play a quick round before deciding to leave, but they lingered for so long.

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08 - Mask of Courage

The world was unsteady as his legs wobbled him forward but his sense of balance returned to him along with a difficult realization that a certain yellow somepony was still tied to her stake.

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Preying on the Past - Ch. 1 Bridging Two Worlds

The squirming and caterwauling only stopped when the stake passed through the mushy tissue of the creature's chest into the creatures unbeating heart. the thing finally slumped...dead...err, no longer undead?

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