Stories tagged “fanfic”
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Jill Munroe (A Farrah Tribute)
Jill Munroe rounded the service-way corner, pulling her Smith & Wesson .38 special from her hip holster, Sabrina right behind her. “Last contact with Kelly before her radio went dead, she was in that warehouse!” Sabrina pointed. The doo...
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Death's Notebook: The Abridged Series.
He found the notebook and quickly understood the rules; forty seconds from writing down the victim’s name to sudden death by the cause of his choice, if no choice was given then it would be a heart attack. Pretty simple actually. The perfect crim...
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Colors of Magic: White
The White Planeswalker believes in ideals; Justice, Community. For the White Planeswalker Life is something sacred and precious, she will go to great lengths in order to protect hers and that of her vassals. Soldiers, knights, paladins, the greatest of...
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Colors of Magic: Green
The Green Planeswalker believes in the majestic strength of nature; Life and Growth. For the Green Planeswalker Life is everywhere, she will protect every creature and make sure the cycle of life and death is preserved. Elves, shamans, beasts and the g...
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Colors of Magic: Red
The Red Planeswalker is the embodiment of chaos and the raw power of Fire and Earth. For the Red Planeswalker Destruction is an end in itself, she will go to great lengths in order to set the world on fire and have another be born from the ashes. Gobli...
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Colors of Magic: Blue
The Blue Planeswalker believes in Intelligence and Cunning. For the Blue Planeswalker Life is Knowledge and Knowledge is Life, she will go to great lengths in order to get as many secrets and spells possible, She is the reality weaver, the crafter of t...
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Colors of Magic: Black
The Black Planeswalker believes in herself. For the Black Planeswalker Power is and end in itself and life is just another resource to be exploited, she will go to great lengths in order to get as much power as possible and defeat Death in its own game...
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3 Against the World
“Oh, yeah, hole up here for the night, they said. We’ll be safe here, they said. Goddammit.” Tom gripped his submachinegun tensely. Outside, ragged howls burst from inhuman throats in the night. Suddenly, pounding on the door. “...
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Giles and Curly, Conversation One
“Giles?” “What, Curly?” “You ever like…miss what’s going on at home?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about. AGAIN.” “Sure you do, dude. Like, what’re our moms up to?...