

Mystery-Time will tell TOS“He’s coming!” a girl screams. She is the first to scream but it will soon be clear to everyone that she will not be the last as many follow her lead. An eight foot figure slowly moves on, it is hooded and all the can be seen are two red glowing eyes and two long and dreadful skeletal hands. People abandon their houses, their objects and their life’s wealth as they dash out their homes, some leaving their own children behind in their shear selfish terror, their whole life in their dwellings now comes to a sudden and wrathful ending. “Run mortals if that is all you can do, try to escape my wrath!”Mystery-Time will tell TOS


F.I.T.H: the-f-keyFire in the holeF.I.T.H: the-f-key
The las-cannons on the predator medium tank lanced blue light at the orkine position on the hill The beasts are well dug in brother-sergent, battle brother lucius remarked hefting his heavy bolter, the servos in the power armour whining in protest I can see that brother I replied the rangefinders in the eyepieces judging distances and angles instantly Sir, the las-cells in the left sponsoon require re-charging the predator commander remarked The rotate the appropriate angle for the right sponsoon to become most effective brother commander I s


fire in the hole: lycan risingThe huge freight ship ploughed through the raging waters of the Atlantic sea- its driver hanging tightly to the wheel to keep it on course and to avoid getting tipped. He spun the wheel and the boat turned and hit the rising wave head one. Outwardly, the ship seemed to be official with its number printed in huge white letters on the side with authentic looking crates. But this was merely a front for an illegal arms transporting company who were trying to get their products to Africa to fuel the native war. Navigating through the maze of gigantic waves took all of his concentration, so he never noticfire in the hole: lycan rising


Paints of war-nybx4lifeTwo men hid behind a large tree, sounds of bullets rapidly being fired and splattering against their hiding tree meant they were being fully attacked. They both breathed deeply as the constant sounds of war surrounded them: Men yelling in agony, bullets heard from all over, shouts here and there barely audible from the bullets, and their own deep breathing and pounding hearts. Bomberman, Im going in. The one on the right shouted. His face was covered with a ski mask, something thats quite odd for anybody to be wearing on a hot summers day. His eyes were covered in goggles, and his body wearing light body arPaints of war-nybx4life
MY CONTEST PIECE IS UP
MOVE YO ASS!
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when a guy loves his girl ~carala and his younger sister *Dear-Dire-Heart and older sister *Nyctra they say he's got nothing left to live for
wrong
he can enjoy the life he's got until the end of his days, 'n thats what i'm gonna do
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in memory of dueling lullaby;
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Horn broken, watch for finger.
I'll be sure to tell them that.
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