A Most Courteous Apocalypse

He took his seat behind the cardboard placard bearing his name, trying to get the feet on his chair to be even as the door opened a second time. the next judge was mr. falsehood.

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Red Riding Hood and the Wolf meet again

When i jumped out from behind the cardboard foliage, the growl of a hungry wolf came out as a feeble yelp of a feral dog. took all my strength to fight the urge to crumble to the ground when the pathetic noise reached my ears.

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FUR-POWER (short preview)

So that's how my day starts off huh, \*picks up cardboard\* walks slowly away \*starts crying\* w-why? come's back too where i usually meet my brother, huh he's not here, i hope he's safe... \*6 hours later\* where the hell is he?

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A New Family

I took out a cardboard box with holes in, placed it on the ground and lifted the lid. the hatchling poked its head out "son!" the adult dragon ran over to the hatchling and nuzzled it. "aww. well, i better be going now."

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Springtide: Scratch and Calex and the Temple of the Fey

"there's the cardboard jungle, which is well, full of cardboard. obviously. i love that place. and there's the moonlit junkyard, which just has a ton of random stuff but no cardboard so isn't as fun."

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Eggnapped!

The cardboard bent slightly, and finally the box slid through the pet door. aurum quickly followed, arriving in the living room of calex's house. both of the other werekittens calex and zeelo should have been here today. but...

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One Big Show Off - Commission for anubiis_werewolf

He went for the one closest to him on the couch, currently residing in a small cardboard box. he picked it up carefully, mindful of the **this side up** written in bold letters.

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Seven-Tails, Chapter 1

It was almost like it was coming from a cardboard tube somewhere, projected into my head, echoing. _"i'm right here in front of you. look! do you see anyone else? is it not entirely clear?"_ "what the hell? you're a fox! how are you talking to me?"

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Cold Blood - Chapter 1

There was a cardboard box, a guitar case, a plastic bag with random laundry—dirty, from the smell—a bright orange surfboard, and two old fender amplifiers. quinn sighed heavily, again. "fuck," he groaned. he remembered.

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Chapter V: Turn the Tide

With a devious grin, he began pulling all the books off the shelves, stopping when he got to one with actual paper pages instead of thick cardboard, and began to rip them out. about the same time, he heard footsteps coming down the hall.

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Burned Images, Part II

The plump man immediately dropped his cardboard cutout, before frantically scribbling on a small notepad on the table, “no… don't… don't write that. that's not important." he rubbed his temples in annoyance. “listen, am i free to go?

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Bone King: Drunken Shenanigans [Pre-Apocalypse]

In total, it took about twenty minutes to empty the cardboard box of any usable contents.

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