Prologue-Southwater University

Our true story begins at the end of freshman orientation week at southwater university.

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It Slithers

"it's a true story, fluff," nick said, peering over his aviators at his bunny partner.

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Chapter 1: The Starter

I is the true story of how charm and i become much more then we ever thought we could. this story is the truth.

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A Place to Belong - Chapter 3

I wasn't really buying it, but it was based on a true story... maybe one day i'll ask him about it, when i get the guts to approach him. he just doesn't come across as all that friendly.

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A Walk Above the Tombstones

Some times life is stranger than fiction a walk above the tombstones a true story - based on the life of mister sillers it was the kind of night where no living soul should be out and about.

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Time Now and Time Than: it all begins somewhere

This is where the true story starts. the blankets shift on the bed centered in a messy room. a canine muzzle peeks from under them and all the sudden the covers fly off the bed. "fucking hell!! god damned power flashes!!!"

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The good die young..

Wrote for a friend, based on a true story sadly.. the wind that wafted through my open window ushered in a fresh scent of dewy-sweet summer air that permeated my room with the scents of summer. i inhaled deeply the sweet aroma, smiling to myself.

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Future Vision: Vipers Journal Part 1

No matter, it is time you have learned the true story of viper, or so i like to be called.

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Episode 1: Runaway Lion

Remember when i told shirou about the true story about our world? **michiru** : uhhh... **sora** : i do! it was on episode twelve! it's about purebloods and mixed breeds! **alan** : someone knows his bna trivia! ahahahahahaha!

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Acceptance - Forgiveness

.** acceptance, based on a true story "what is wrong with me!" a light brown steed angrily yelled as he looked as his reflection in the mirror. a soiled diaper drooping around his waist. _why do i enjoy this?

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Some Clear Joy

.\* and, yes, i'm the mouse, and it is a true story. =^.^= )) the mouse was shaking. almost literally shaking. and the nervousness which betook him ... was paralyzing. he sat. he scribbled. he doodled in a little notebook.

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