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  1. Peebothuhlu

    Hey there! So, the idea I have for Suny is that she keeps pouring on the water/ice magic...

    Hey there! So, the idea I have for Suny is that she keeps pouring on the water/ice magic... Waits and waits untill the bad guys come charging out of the other tunnel that no one's fighting in (I think) and then Ka-SHING! Ice spears/daggers/impalment! Is cool/clever huh? much cheers to you and...
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    Flight or FIGHT

    Flight or FIIGHT! (Part 5) Suddenly he saw them. Two large hulking shapes rising swiftly from the depths of the river to stand either side of McCain. Within seconds the dripping stacks and upper hulls of the machines burst from the waters and Karchev found himself staring into the glowing...
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    Flight or FIGHT

    Flight or FIGHT! (Part 4) Allison McCain began to hesitantly step backwards. Splashing into the swirling waters, feeling each step with a cautiously placed boot heel. She had so much adrenaline running through her system that she hardly noticed the cold water as it began to soak through her...
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    Flight or FIGHT

    Flight or FIGHT! (Part 3) Standing almost twice the height of a man, the Khardoran War-jack held the uprooted trunk of a small tree in one large metal fist, as its stacks chuffed smoke and steam into the sky from the effort of tearing its multi-ton bulk through the forest. Tossing the felled...
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    Flight or FIGHT

    Flight or FIGHT! (Part 2) "Oooo...cr@p..." She breathed softly. A soft rustling of foliage a decent way off to the group’s right caught their attention and had all seven of them turning and raising weapons as a sun bronzed figure in furs stood up, grinning at their plight. "Awe, poor leedle...
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    Flight or FIGHT

    Flight or FIGHT! Branches whipped at his face, undergrowth tugged at his trouser legs as he bounded a fallen log in his path. In his eight or so years in the service to the scout corps he'd never run from a threat, evaded, outmaneuvered and hidden but on this day Sergeant Gunter Ryley wasn't...
  7. Writing stuff

    Writing stuff

    Putting written works here. Things I've created in other paces and other times. So.. I have to have one hundred characters in this box or I can't hit submit. Ain't that the weirdest thing?
  8. Peebothuhlu

    *Poke, poke* Is this thing on? :)

    *Poke, poke* Is this thing on? :)
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