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This paragraph is by Cerridwen
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Once upon a time
there was a village that thrived in a lush, green valley.
In this village lived a great man, whose name was known
with reverence. A name which flowed with life as rolled
off the tongues of the villagers. Russ.... |
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This paragraph is by Cerr
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Russ.... |
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This paragraph is by Cerr
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His name
was Russ... |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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Once every
day, when the sun was setting, the village women would
gather to gaze upon Russ. He would stand on the pedistal
in his flowing "sun god" robes to be adored by the masses.
It was soon to be the "mating time" so the village virgins
gathered to chant his praises while throwing small pickles
at his feet. To be the next choice of Russ was the highest
honor achieveable in this utopian society. Sure, Russ
got tired at times, but he couldn't disappoint these women.
For, the next in line for his post of "Grand Fertilizer"
was the evil Bob Dole. In order to prevent that tragedy,
Russ perservered and gave selflessly of himself. This
was why he was loved so... |
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This paragraph is by Cerr
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There lived
a neighboring clan, the Newts of Gingrich. They were a
dark and brewding bunch. The clan chieftain, known as
EyeOf, was devising an evil, sinsister plan to rob Russ
of his title and his robes... |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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The virgins
were confused! They asked the wise, elderly matron Moonchild,
who was truly cutest. Well, the pickle throwing re-commenced
without delay! |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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*OKAY, NEW
STORY BEGINS NOW!*** |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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Naval aviators
have always been among the most crass and degenerate individuals
the world has ever known. Tonight was no exception at
The Rusty Catapult, a favorite hang out of VF-35, the
most "officially apologized to the public for", but, un-arguably,
the most proficient fighter pilots the world had ever
produced. Their newest member had just completed her qualifying
check ride and was bellying up to the bar for a beer.
Normally, this would be unheard of as the newbie would
have been thrown against the best that VF-35 had to offer.
The trainee usually went home and called his or her momma
and cried about the embarrassment they had endured this
day. Not this pilot. In fact the room, usually comparable
to a 50/50 mix of Marti-Gras and Kindergarten, went utterly
silent upon her arrival. Not only had she defeated every
single opponent thrown at her (when the Navy ran out of
options, they had actually called in a local Air Force
unit!), she literally made her seasoned instructor "check
pilot" vomit uncontrolably to the point that it was his
illness that caused ground controllers to stop the simulation.
As she approached the bartender and ordered her Zima,
he asked her name. She replied with, as did all naval
pilots, with her call sign... "They call me *Sidhe-wolf*"... |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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Okay, someone
else start one... |
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This paragraph is by Rav-1
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"I just recieved
orders from HQ" She crooned at the bartender "I ship out
tomorrow on a double Top Secret Black Op over Baghdad".
She hungrily tosses back her drink and askes the bar About
a lone soldier sitting at the end of the bar Gazing into
nothing. The bartender replies with a concerned warning,
Ohh That's the Marine, he just got in from Saudi, he's
not one to be playing with Sidhe, Some say he's just Bad
News.(dun dun daa)* you're turn* |
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This paragraph is by Rav-1
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"I just recieved
orders from HQ" She crooned at the bartender "I ship out
tomorrow on a double Top Secret Black Op over Baghdad".
She hungrily tosses back her drink and askes the bar About
a lone soldier sitting at the end of the bar Gazing into
nothing. The bartender replies with a concerned warning,
Ohh That's the Marine, he just got in from Saudi, he's
not one to be playing with Sidhe, Some say he's just Bad
News.(dun dun daa)* you're turn* |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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Sidhe-wolf
slammed down her Zima, belched rather loudly, and proceeded
you yell at the Marine. "Hey! Fuzzball!" The commando
looked up slowly. When he saw the source of the insult,
he grinned broadly... |
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This paragraph is by Lizard~
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But another
girl sitting behind her caught his attention. She had
long curly black hair with copper red streaks. She was
wearing a long flowing dress of many different colors.
And as she pulled her hair back off of her bare shoulders
he saw that her ears were slightly pointed at the top. |
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This paragraph is by Rav-1
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Our young(ok
not so young anymore) strapping lad notices himself in
the middle of two very attracted women. He thinks to himself,"Hmmm,
why does this seem so familiar?" He quickly shruggs off
the thought as mere coincidence, OR was it???? |
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This paragraph is by Lizard~
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Suddenly
he noticed that the other girl had appeared beside him.
She winked. Her bright almost glowing green eyes caught
his attention and drew him in. It was then that he realized
that the girl was a faery and was enchanting him. (mwahahahah)
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This paragraph is by Rav-1
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Little di
our poor hero know the dizzing effect quickly drew him
in and as he came to his senses he noticedthat a faery
ring was encompassing him and he awoke to find himself.....(Tag
your it) |
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This paragraph is by Lizard~
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alone on
a rocky shore. The wind was chilly and the sky was overcast,
but he felt warm inside. The sound of Faerie pipes fell
upon his ears as the wind wafted the lovely light song
down to the shore. He turned his back to the sea and began
to climb over the rough gray rocks to the green land beyond. |
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This paragraph is by AQUARTE
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There he
found a great castle, it's walls glowing radiently yet
the moon was hidden behind the massive clouds "how could
this be" he quietly pondered to himself. he decided to
go investigate, what he found there astonished and suprised
him. there were many faery flying and dancing upon the
buttraces of the great fort. (who's next) |
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This paragraph is by Elric
Dremgard
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Their tails
cast a magical glow on the ancient stone work of the mystic
castle. Their giggles and chants swooned him and drugged
his senses. He felt drawn by their captivating tones and
bewitched by their dazzleing beauty. |
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This paragraph is by Russ
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But, suddenly,
he was drawn bact to the physical realm by a resounding,
un-mistakable belch! By a single, intense, gastric cry,
Sidhe-Wolf showed her displeasure at having to compete
for his attention! As if this weren't enough, she proceeded
to launch her now empty Zima bottle at the offending woman...
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This paragraph is by Russ
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But, suddenly,
he was drawn bact to the physical realm by a resounding,
un-mistakable belch! By a single, intense, gastric cry,
Sidhe-Wolf showed her displeasure at having to compete
for his attention! As if this weren't enough, she proceeded
to launch her now empty Zima bottle at the offending woman...
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This paragraph is by Marnie
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the bottle
sailed through the air ... but missed the woman ... and
crashed straight into a window! the window shattered into
a million pieces... suddenly... the pieces began to move
violently on the floor...people started to scream as little
crystalized faeries popped up from the debris of glass.
some flew... some jumped... and some just layed there...
but there wasnt any glass to be found... just faeries...
people became insane with fear and started to run away...
but then the biggest faery flew into the air and yelled
"QUIET!!!" the people stopped dead in there tracks. the
faery said..."greetings...my name is Zif ...we come from
the land of Zion... where darkness moves at the speed
of light and the 9 elementals keep us from destruction...
please offer us some cake." so a man ran over to the faeries
with his unfinished piece of strawberry shortcake and
said " here... uhh... Fiz.. and all the rest of you...you
can have this..." the faeries looked hungrily at the cake
but then Zif yelled out angryily... my NAME IS ZIF! i
am # 1 ... the ruler of all the fae in Zion... do not
dare to offend me! Zif then put out his little sparkly
arm and comenced to shoot a rainbow ray of lazor light
from his fingers right at the man. the man promptly turned
into a sheet of glass. Zif turned to the anguish-stricken
crowd and said, " here a nice replacement for your window..have
a nice day!" |
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This paragraph is by Marnie
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the bottle
sailed through the air ... but missed the woman ... and
crashed straight into a window! the window shattered into
a million pieces... suddenly... the pieces began to move
violently on the floor...people started to scream as little
crystalized faeries popped up from the debris of glass.
some flew... some jumped... and some just layed there...
but there wasnt any glass to be found... just faeries...
people became insane with fear and started to run away...
but then the biggest faery flew into the air and yelled
"QUIET!!!" the people stopped dead in there tracks. the
faery said..."greetings...my name is Zif ...we come from
the land of Zion... where darkness moves at the speed
of light and the 9 elementals keep us from destruction...
please offer us some cake." so a man ran over to the faeries
with his unfinished piece of strawberry shortcake and
said " here... uhh... Fiz.. and all the rest of you...you
can have this..." the faeries looked hungrily at the cake
but then Zif yelled out angryily... my NAME IS ZIF! i
am # 1 ... the ruler of all the fae in Zion... do not
dare to offend me! Zif then put out his little sparkly
arm and comenced to shoot a rainbow ray of lazor light
from his fingers right at the man. the man promptly turned
into a sheet of glass. Zif turned to the anguish-stricken
crowd and said, " here a nice replacement for your window..have
a nice day!" |
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This paragraph is by Cerridwen
Sidhe-Wolf
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And the peasants
rejoiced... |
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This paragraph is by Ferrell
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the two fae
women thanked Zif for putting that man to some good use
- and he then cast his spell net over the crowd infusing
it with a sense of well being and calm - allowing the
once tense scene to resume to its former haze of forgetfullness
and long forgotten dreams .... a fragrence of will earth
& ancient trees swirled around the three transforming
Zif into a woman making them The Three - maiden, mother,
crone. The mists dissapear back into the body of the mother
and they find themselves back at the rugged stone castle.
The Ancient One turned to the other two .... "We have
deep magick to do on this night. We have been called!"
The sounds of howling wolves fills the air ...... |
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This paragraph is by Jade
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and reverberates
off the castle walls. As the echoes pass away, all that
can be heard is the sound of water lapping gently from
the great lake upon whose shore the castle sits. |
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This paragraph is by Ferrell
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the air around
the castle seems to shimmer - the Three simultaneously
pause, turning inward, feeling the sense of urgency calling
from within the walls. Wolf energies are stronger now,
calling, welcoming their Sisters .... a pack emerges from
the forest and 3 separate, each moving toward one of the
three women. Delightful howling and greetings of long
last seen soul comrades (lovers?) go back and forth between
the group .... the shimmering intensifies and the sense
of urgency pulls them closer to the walls ...... |
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This paragraph is by Lizard
returns!
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The three
see others approaching the castle. Throngs of Fae, and
woodland creatures emerge from the surrounding forest
in the endless twilight. They have all been called to
attend a festival celebrating the betrothal of a Seelie
knight to the daughter of the King of faeries. A huge
feast of dew, mushrooms, goat milk and cheese, stalks
of heather, pork, and poultry was waiting inside for the
guests. From inside the castle the sounds of faery pipes,
harps, and drums could be heard echoing all through the
forest amd countryside. |
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This paragraph is by jason
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test |
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This paragraph is by Moonfire
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Gia, daughter
of the King of faeries, sits and chats with other guests
in the middle of the party. She has knee length white
hair and bright emerald-colored eyes. Gia slowly strokes
her own bondwolf, who is the same color white as her hair.
She continues greeting the coming guest, though her voice
is without joy... |
