Author |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
Elobo |
The Truest Love |
They were down on their luck. Alone, empty, incomplete. When they met, everything changed. She found someone who would love her regardless of how much of a free spirit she became. He found someone who would not be intimidated by his needy clinginess. This is love. This is their euphoria.
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4/13/09 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
The Trial that Divided Twoson |
I know kidnapping is wrong, I know it. I always try to be careful not to kidnap anyone. But... it's not as easy as it sounds... I was just heading to Burglin Park for some seasonings to add to my food at meal times – I collect the cute little packets and jars, you know. But have you ever been in a crowded park before? It's like the first day at work on a new diet, and someone's brought a box of your favourite doughnuts. Before I knew it, I had taken three hostages and was getting my ransom letter notarized. That's how they caught me, you know.
|
9/13/09 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
The Sirens of Titanium |
Pure power wrought in cruel metal by expert hands can squeeze the hearts of the most stalwart of creatures. Total deception and impenetrable bodies are the hallmarks of these batteries of PSI. Such apparent innocence hides true terror, and the ability to disarm a nation with but a smile.
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7/26/09 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
The Robot Who Totally Had Tentacles |
Floating through the world on internal antigravity propulsion, like a deadly bubble from some dark nightmare. Two tendrils keep it steady, two shoot forward. Uh-oh, your Magi Pudding is gone. Are you going to cry? It will merely float back, silently, while lasering you in the chops.
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3/15/10 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
The Queen Mother |
A myriad of tunnels beneath Onett was but the first giant step towards total domination for the Titanic Ant. Born a queen with tremendous resolve she would lead her daughters dauntless into battle, a chemical menagerie of silent war-cries. And though she may fall, perhaps the fruits of her royalty have already spread through the underground of Eagleland, rooting deep at the ends of the farthest capillary-like tunnels. Maybe your sanctuary will become their's once more...
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4/10/09 |
0.00 |