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Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 4Scott Cairl stood in the center of the practice cubicle, one arm crossed against his chest, a fist raised to hide his frown. He had seen this kind of damage before. He’d seen a lot of things before – and much more clearly then he did now – but these earmarks were so familiar, he needed no fine details.   
On the white walls abutting the corner of the room, a web of black cracks ricocheted outward from an oblong shadow approximately three feet up from the floor. Here was the distinctive bowed oval; there, the hunched shoulders that held it afloat; lower down, the protrusions of elbows and knees bent and tucked. Even wi Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 4
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The Eyes Have It
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Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 3The woman who answered his knock caused his gonads to crawl up and out of sight. It wasn’t the two diamond studs that impaled her left nostril. It wasn’t the trail of silver hoops that curled around her ear lobe. It wasn’t the clenched fists perched on her hips or the tattoos that spidered across the backs of those fists like lace gloves with the fingertips cut off. It wasn’t even the knowledge that those tats had been applied to her palms as well – something that had to have hurt beyond what Jay considered the normal threshold for pain.  
 
It was knowing what those hands could learn from a single touch. &n Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 3
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Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 2How he loathed these white halls.  
 
It wasn’t just the sameness, turn after turn, corner after corner. It was the lack of dimension. Years of therapy had improved his gross motor skills and he now walked with the barest of limps. But not even microsurgery and corneal implants had been able to restore his depth perception completely. With no color to define these corridors, walking the halls of Cell 2 was like groping your way through a glass of milk.   
It didn’t help that he was stoned.   
“Hey, Jay!”   
He slowed to a stop and steepled one hand against the wall. It was that or fa Fellowship Lost, Ch. 1, Prt. 2
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Honestly? Let the damn rain spatter you  like a lover or Farmington's Lagoon  rides: Rattle Snake Rapids, the famed Log Flume.  Utah is a desert, an arid bowl   
of ribcage, half a sun-blanched skull, our palms.  Fox News predicts another tsunami,  or something similar: a burst fish tank  of sky or a wrung, ebon beach towel.   
My co-workers gather, fearing the flu,  pneumonia, death-of-cold. I tell them to  relish this breath like ceasefire. Waterloo  is our state's new name--the bellicose flame   
of Summer soused, outflanked. The lucky f
June Showers: Bref Double
by ^fllnthblnk

I'm not sure I will ever be a fan of this format. I like my poetry to carry me along in a pleasing rythmn or to spank me hard with...

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CHAPTER 1   
   I remember the first time I had the hunger.  I don't mean the first time I awakened after the rebirth craving blood so bad I thought I'd go insane, though I remember that just as well.  No.  I mean the first time I craved power.  I had the craving long before the Sisters Grim took me into their fold.  But I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself.  Let me step back and tell the story from a few weeks prior to that first taste of tangible soul.     It was spring.  Grandma and I were sowing seeds in the garden while we
Moirae - Chapter 1
by *tigerphoenixdragon

A Western vampire tale? Wow, I thought I'd seen all the possible variations. Nice angle. Keep going. I'll keep reading. Now,...

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The graveyard was empty of human life.  Alex knew it deep in his gut.   
His shoes crunched frostbitten dead leaves into powder, and he wondered idly if he should take more care into making himself inaudible.  He could take a step backwards into the darkness of unreality, hiding his shape and sounds in the corners of prying eyes.     
He didn’t sense the faintest flicker of fear from any direction, and he assured himself he was alone.  But he’d off’d enough people that he knew he’d never quite be safe.  It was not paranoia.  It was fact.  
The Drowned, 15.1
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You had me worried for a while there: You were telling again instead of showing. The first 20 or so paragraphs could easily be slashed ...

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02.15 - Mind Wipe   
     “What the hell?” The blonde man at the security desk threw his hands in the air. Crackling explosions across the vocal channel echoed the sentiment. Janus was mouthing every obscenity he knew. Jasper shut the channel down with a yell.       “Quiet!” Once he was sure he had their attention he told his team the facts. “Listen up people. We’ve been coasting on sheer dumb luck here. Every Enforcer unit is up in the streets over our heads mopping up anyone that’s even taken a bribe from someone on The Council. And if we sit
Techno 02.15 Mind Wipe
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This was riveting. I didn't understand all of what you described, but that wasn't necessary. In fact, it added to the overall...

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Well, it was a tough fight, but...

Journal Entry: Sat Jul 4, 2009, 6:42 AM
...someone had to win it. Contratulations to Bubby-Bobble for nailing the 22,222 Kiriban. Watch for this deviant's name in the dedication of jon.com, which I swear, will be available for purchase soon.

My condolences to ZomaS-M and LunaticStar (and anyone else who was lurking) for just missing it. You know I love you guys, and if you read between the lines of the dedication, you'll find yourselves there too, if only in spirit.

To everyone else: Happy Fourth of July... even if you're not from the States, I include you in the celebration. After all, there's a fourth day of July everywhere.



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Starting this creative process far later than I should have, but better late than dead. For as my daughter threatened: "If you die before you finish that novel, you will go straight to hell." Whew. Missed it by thaaaaaat much.

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*denlm:icondenlm: 11 hours 40 minutes ago
Lord, he is hot. Perfect for the role. Sign him now!
*Intergrativeone:iconIntergrativeone: 21 hours 18 minutes ago
Thanks D!!!!!!

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always lead~~~never follow~~~
*ZomaS-M:iconZomaS-M: 1 day 23 hours ago
Holy crap! :heart: He is Johnny!

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"I am Wendell Carmen. And I killed Jezebel Gibson."
*denlm:icondenlm: 11 hours 39 minutes ago
I agree completely. Now step back please, it's my turn to oggle.
*LunaticStar:iconLunaticStar: 1 day 16 hours ago
inorite??? :D

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If wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak. - Jayne, Firefly.
*LunaticStar:iconLunaticStar: 7 hours 19 minutes ago
*I know, right?*

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If wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak. - Jayne, Firefly.
*denlm:icondenlm: 6 hours 11 minutes ago
:grumbles under her breath: So why not say so in the first place.
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