Author: Empress Cecille

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thenextstep.msg

For Vivid Shadows, a horror themed collaboration event by https://twitter.com/JSuccubus and https://twitter.com/monstrifex

Based on art by: https://twitter.com/monstrifex/status/1446937217264336896

IX. INSECT

Thenextstep.msg

            I could have stopped her. More than anyone else, I knew what was going through her head and how the research had progressed. When my phone vibrated that night and woke me up with a start it was only the long-awaited punctuation to this strained and arduous story. No; By then it was far too late. And deep down it was exactly where I thought this would all end up.

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Even in Crimson

Even in Crimson

            It was born in flames. The gentle wind that rolled through the open window and lifted the pedals and danced with the blades of grass came from arches of fire tall as the sky is wide. Forged in steel and ancient weapons carved of beasts and bones wielded by soldiers engraved with a dark, unforgivable power. All of this was born in sacrifice, born in slaughter, born in fire.

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Fraud Correction

Fraud Correction

A Twisted Tale from The Dark Skies
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            From town to town, village to village, people made their living. In the tattered ruins of the broken world, little settlements eek out a living worthwhile. They farm and delegate, build and aspire, and all this builds to the gathering of coin and currency to enter the world of trade. And what was most enjoyable, delectable, and fascinating about these hardy people? How easy they were to rob blind.

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Recursive Toon

Recursive Toon

            Ebony fluid rolls inside the glass container. In his hand, Chris rolls the bottle gentle by the neck, watching the ichor inside sway heavy like pitch dark syrup. He didn’t hold it long; Just that one bottle was worth more than he really thought it could ever live up to. The main attraction to this specific bottle over the usual stuff was its appearance. The bottle was this fancy older style, circular with a broad neck with lips that laid over lime an umbrella, creating a comfortable place for the fingers to rest. The body was decorated with a grizzly cartoon skull and crossbones.

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Dungeons and Goo-Dragons (Queen’s Grace One Off)

Dungeons and Goo-Dragons

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       The temple door was desecrated in a layer of a thick drooling substance. The strange fluid wasn’t too runny, thick mucus like slimes only ran with the mind to expand and retain rather than some mindless existence. Mandy really, really didn’t think this was a good idea. The job was supposed to be easy. It had a low difficult wager according to the contract handler, it came from a trusted group as well. The datyr people were rarely in need of mercenary help themselves, but they were often the mouth for the jobs needed by the various peoples who traveled through their cities and outposts or came seeking the faith of the fertility nature goddess Dewdona. Any race protected by the one of The Dragon Princesses was pretty trust worthy and not likely to send a spoof job to trick well geared adventurers into getting jumped and dropping their trinkets of various origins and values for quick payout.

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Last Clutch of Reality

The power outage killed her phone. Tessa tugged herself out of bed with that lethargic rising like the world was being repainted for you as you woke. As it all loaded into being, Tessa became aware that she wasn’t awakened to the dulcet tones of a song called Wake Up You’re Dying, a song that starts with what can only be described as a ‘thrash against reality.’ That made her nervous as she walked out into her drab and dark apartment with wood floors cold against her bare feet.

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Unearthed Corruption

            Gloria lifted her skirt and scurried over to push her bare loins against the metal device. The lass looked a wee bit nervous at what was going on, but she had volunteered for giving her scientist friend a helping hand. Professor Penelope was running her hands through her clipboard papers, positioned at a “runaway safely but stand reassuringly” distance away from Gloria who stood conjoined to the strange machine.

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A Challenge You Lose For Fun

A Challenge You Lose for Fun

            It was a very exciting year for The Gym Challenge. Endless pools of new contenders have flowed through the Galar Region to an extend never before seen. A versatile and verdant field of flourishing trainers, each with their own stylings, methods, and motives. Sonia had trouble keeping up with them all, which troubled her. True passions for her lied with becoming a professor of Pokemon, a researcher of history, an unveiler of secrets. But at the moment she was just enjoying some tea inside the Pokemon Center.

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Saltyween 2019

[Tea Club] Futaba thought she was so clever, playing mad scientist by hacking into Aigis and trying to turn the combat android into her personal servant, but nothing like accidentally tripping a conversion protocol to find yourself getting fucked by a cyber-horsecock and getting converted into a fellow machine.

The rain was falling just outside her window. Futaba could barely believe what it was that she was toying with. It was that miraculous nature that was drawing her in deeper, the silvery strands of auspicious fortune dragging her down into the quicksand of foolish mistakes. Through a panel of the dormant android, Futaba clawed her way around with growing expertise. “Wow… This thing is incredible! And gorgeous too!” She snickers. “I bet I can get it to clean my room tons. Just gotta figure out how to respect its skillset… Ah, there we go!” She flicked a switch and ran back to her laptop on her bed to try and figure out if anything changed.  

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