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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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Sab and Tay Visit The Tipsy Pixie

            “Welcome to The Tipsy Pixie, where we- Um, is that a golden ten foot phallus?”

            “Ignore it,” Sabrith said, setting down the massive statue off to the side. The warrior cat girl looked beaten and tired. Tayelle, who was carrying the balls-end of the statue, set it down a little after Sab, and was caught nearly falling forward with it. She was literally given the shaft. “So, I heard you serve some really interesting drinks here?”

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Amore A Manor

                It was certainly going to be a strange portion of her journal. Naoto Shirogane, Detective Prince, was on a case that had her crossing dimensions yet again. It began with rumors of a new variant of The Midnight Channel that was showing some sort of character from a video game violently thrashing and dishing out threats. Naoto was unable to see the footage herself, but it was worthy of a solo investigation. Curiosity was always one of her weaknesses.

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Breaking Pets

            Sabrith awoke from her dream with a sharp gasp. For a moment she didn’t remember where it was that she was sleeping and was surprised by the sights. She was laid out on the stone floor of a deep dark keep. The floor was a gray stone, surprisingly even and carved. The wall was blunt and covered in dark black iron chains and a single solitary rectangle window, barred by iron, and so small a slice of bread could narrowly fit even without the bars.

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