Good Life

All 6 of the numbers matched. Dexter was just in shock as he held his ticket in his shaking paw, staring from the string of numbers on the crumpled paper to the television and back again. Standing up in front of his run-down sofa in his small...

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Obamon Meal 10

Meal 10 To say Zane was beating the stuffing out of Dillon was an understatement as the fat dillo looked like a yellow, shapeless blob as he was pummeled wildly. It would have been a trivial task to just let him splat into the ground or fly out...

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Obamon Meal 9

Meal 9 Sharkfang made his way to the Chateau of Cheese a terrible sense of dread and foreboding swelling in his head. If Skunk Kill had a reason to give him an incredibly long trek to face him it was to allow him to cloud his own mind with...

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Obamon Meal 7

Meal 7 As Logan and Dillon recovered from the shock of the wave of cartoon paint they looked themselves over to see that they were transformed into old fashioned cartoons. They were colored in varying shades of grays, blacks, and whites and...

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Obamon Meal 6

Meal 6 After the forest, Tagmer and Sharkfang were both relieved that a town awaited them after the forest. It gave them a chance to rest up, buy more supplied, and most importantly, get some new clothes. "Well this should last me a...

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Obamon Meal 5

Meal 5 Sharkfang and Tagmer were in a daze when they awoke in a forest foreign to both of them. Thoughts of Obamon and her home in the woods seemed almost like a weird fantasy, but the weight they had put on was still hanging on their frames...

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Obamon Meal 4

Meal 4 Kill led Tagmer and Sharkfang to the dining room where the bounty of food was laid out for them. They took their seats feeling very small in them and watched as Kill loaded their plates with a leaning tower of pastries, the glaze acting...

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OK!

It had started out slow. A few pounds here, some extra helpings there. Nothing about the steady march of weight gain had been obvious, aside from the occasional hint that clothing had gotten too tight or that a belt needed to be let out an extra notch....

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Nala's Venture: Leaving the Pridelands

I can't believe that it's come to this, thought Nala as she looked out over the, for the most part, dead expanse of the once lush territory known as the Pridelands. The bones of Nala's sleek feline figure were visible on her more than a little gaunt...

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DJ PuppehDawg

_Little something I wrote for my friend Range. Not my best work, I know, but... I dunno, just a silly little idea he came up with when he got DJ Hero that I figured I could turn into a super quick story. Enjoy, and if you want to read with better...

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university of hero's

**Welcome to the** **University** **of** **Hero****'s** Log 1 Day 1 Hello, my name is Ryu, and this is my tale. Before I get into that, here is a little bit...

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Hotdog Challenge

They said it couldn't be possible, but as a rumbling belch echoed through the room, the looming figure of an overstuffed pig seemed to prove it. The "100 hotdogs for 10 friends" challenge quickly turned into 283 for one hog. Licking their lips, they...

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