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[serial] The Aberration
'Mornin',' said Phil, also coming down the stairs.
'What are you doing here?' asked Beef. He had made his way to Winnie's house with stealth, after a night of expecting the fat men in tweed to break into his house. They hadn't.
'Er,' said Phil. 'Me and Winnie have, er...made arrangements.'
'He was on his knees grovelling,' said Winnie, making her way into the kitchen. 'His excuse was something about strange men who are after him,' she called back.
'To his credit,' said Beef, 'they do actually exist.'
Everybody turned to look at him.
'I believe,' Beef continued, 'that they are also after me.'
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[serial] City of Anarchy
'Target located,' Agent Sofia whispered into the special watch around her wrist. 'I am now approaching the target with utmost professional caution. Target has not yet noticed me, for I am stealthy yet quick, and melt into the shadows like dark butter.'
She tiptoed towards the door and stood with her back to the wall. She peered around the doorframe. Then she saw it: a tall and perfectly rounded bush of tightly-curled black hair, clearly visible above the back of the sofa. It stayed there, unmoving.
Then a telephone rang. The bush of hair turned, revealing a face, which gasped as it saw Agent Sofia, who hadn't been quick enough to hide herself again. The owner of the tall and perfectly round hair got up out of the sofa and looked around madly for a way out.
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[serial] Starcustard
(with Amelia Chesley)
Gen ran as fast as she could, limping clumsily. As she did so, she regained some sense of herself and began to feel increasingly sharp pains in her ankle. She felt a deep panic seeping closer and closer, perhaps contracted from some of the other children, but before it arrived she was able to speak. 'What are we going to do?' she managed to ask.
The slaveboy looked at her as if she were thick. 'We--' he began, 'we are going to run.'
'But to wh--'
'Just run!'
Gen ran. They all ran. Somewhere behind her Gen could hear the familiar rotational slickness of her stepsiblings' skateboards...
[Act Two: 9...]
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[fanfiction] Experience Jesnails
Jesnails threw her arms up in the air and said, 'MA PEOPIZZLES!'
Her voice was amplified in a distorted roar; the screech of the feedback looped, heightened; the oncoming tide of people cowered, tumbled over each other, lifted their hands to their ears.
[The Darley Crossover, Part 1]
[The Darley Crossover, Part 2]