Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

For what it was worth, the pizza guy had an excellent sense of humor.

“I’m serious,” the pizza guy said. “The order came from this house.”

“Tree fort,” Corejo corrected, “and we didn’t order any pizzas—much less forty of them.”

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“Honestly, Plum, it’s like you’ve never used a fuel-air bomb before.”

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Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

Csquared and alexmagnet found themselves, as all people do at one point or another, hanging by their feet over a pool filled with ravenous sharks. Csquared heaved a tremendous sigh.

"This is balls, dude."

Alex nodded in agreement. "Yup. But..."

"But what?"

"You know what might help?"

"...What?"

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Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

ambion pointed his flashlight around the enclosure, running over all the little hollows carved into the walls. He frowned. "It doesn't look like the ‘shelves have anything new," he said.

"Then we've got to go deeper into the bowels," Raz said from beneath him.

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Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

“Myeh,” Pav Fiera grunted, flopped out at the top of the staircase and generally being a tripping hazard for others. “Should we even bother with reviews for this round? I don’t even see a point.”

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Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

Deathly cold stifled the graveyard and its swirling mists. This would have been quite palatable to the graveyard’s inhabitants, given they didn’t exactly care about such trivialities as the weather anymore, but on this night, they were not alone, and thus the agreeableness of the weather was simply a majority opinion.

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Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.

“Yo, C^2, we’re up this round,” said Red.

“K.”

“I’m gonna look for stories.” Red paused. “You coming?”

“Yea.”

…

“…But he she didn’t! I was out there, all alone! How could he she let a tiny little thing like me wander out there all alone? Doesn’t he she know how dangerous it is out there?”

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“Hey, Plum,” said alex from atop his life-size Trixie plushie.

Plum was too busy spreading Marmite on his crumpets while drinking tea to look up and notice that alex was wearing a “20% Trixier” shirt, so he simply responded, “What’s up?”

“We’re up for reviews next, right?”

“Sure.”

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Casca walked up the steps to the front door of Seattle’s Angels Metalworks and found, to no surprise, that his day was going to be interesting. He had pulled his keys from his pocket, but stopped at seeing the door ajar. Within he could hear the zap and sizzle of the welding tool. He entered, cautiously.

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