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Happy Thoughts

by Duke- Is Duke my real name? I can't r

It containts happiness.

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The Humanist Party- Origins and whereabouts

by Ben Griffin

The Humanist Party was founded on January 8, 2555 by Nanotrasen critic Ben Griffin, aboard Station 13. Annoyed by the pro lizard sentient, and inspired by pro humanist writer Smity Werbilmenjenkins, Griffin began reading his works publicly over the radio and publishing pro human works in a station wide newspaper.A flash mob of over a dozen pro human, pro segregation supporters appeared, and Griffin declared this meeting to be the birth of

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Kuroki Tomoko: King-Sized Snickers Bar - Part

by Anime Man

As her body goes limp while she enjoys the afterglow of the orgasm, you finally stop pinning her to the wall and lie her down on the bed. Her body tenses up as you tease her clit with your tounge, the overstimulation turning her pleas of mercy into incomprehensible moans and grunges. You begin to fish the melted snickers bar out of her pussy with your forefingers, smearing it on her chest and legs while she remains incapitated by your skillful tounge. Once her cavity is clea

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FitnessGram

by Amatwiedle

The FitnessGram Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues. The 20 meter pacer test will begin in 30 seconds. Line up at the start. The running speed starts slowly but gets faster each minute after you hear this signal bodeboop. A sing lap should be completed every time you hear this sound. ding Remember to run in a straight line and run as long as possible. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound

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NT Contractor Form 108E

by Doyle Haggeman and Vapes-Too-Moffs

Penned by . I [______] hereby declare that I will serve NanoTrasen for a contract of 5-years, I will be vended my equipment by the corporations of and below NanoTrasen. I will become the position of [______] and will report to [________]. During my 5-year period of Indentured servitude I will provide my specialized services in every capacity to achieve the goals of NanoTrasen and their interests. I will report any suspicious activity that I see or am observant of others behaviors if it effects the good

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How to REALLY Be Agenty

by Agent #393715

find a suit (preferably a charcoal suit) and find a black tie and laceup shoes and THEN get sechud glasses and a secbowman/secheadset! NOW YOU CAN REALLY BE AGENTY

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How to Be Agenty

by Agent #267289

TO BE AGENT GET SECHUD GLASSES PUT THEM ON GET BOWMAN HEADSET PUT IT ON FIND A SUIT AND GET A SICK AS FUCK RED TIME AND LACEUP SHOES AND THATS IT

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Todd Howard Seduces You ASMR

by Translated by Jerry Can, Toddist Priest

Todd Howard Seduces You in the Bathroom at a Fleetwood Mac Concert

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In the Desert

by STEPHEN CRANE

In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, “Is it good, friend?” “It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “But I like it “Because it is bitter, “And because it is my heart.”

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Life Lost Help

by Jersey B.

But for this? Will it be? Could you tell me? No? I don't have what it takes? You think I won't make it? You think you would lose your life by helping me? And you won't help me?

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Disposal Unit

by Zoak H. Bombsky

Someone stabbed me with a spear, that wasn't very nice, I crawled to Medbay, I was given the spear, I wrote a few books, wrote a few novels, once I thought it was over, the culprit died in front of me, "FUUUUUDGE!!" They went, I found it funny, what a great example of karma, I thought to myself, I proceeded to chuck the body in the disposal unit, haha.

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One for the Ages

by Zoak H. Bombsky

It really is, one for the ages. Indeed, of course it will be, why wouldn't it be? Of course. Yes, I understand, It just makes sense, Understandable, I agree.

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Flip Over the Medibot

by Zoak H. Bombsky

I flip over the Medibot because it's funny, I flip over the Medibot because I want it to stop pestering me, I flip over the Medibot, because of course I do. Flip over the Medibot, it's funny, it'll make it stop pestering you, do it because of course you will.

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Mau: kitty :)

by Zoak H. Bombsky

Kitty, funny kitty, haha, meow. Kitty kitty go meow, mau, even, a little bit of mrrp and mrow, kitty :). The cat goes "meow", the kitty goes "maaau!!!!", yippee! Meow, meow meow, mrow mrrp. Meooooow, hiss, meow-hiss, mrp.

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Mothulu

by Mercuria Technetica

West ot Space Station 13 nafl'fhtagn or'azath, ng ahagl ah valleys llll mgepog lw'shgorrog cahf mg axe mgep ever mgehyenah. Ahagl ah n'ghft narrow glens ahagl lw'shuggorr slope fantastically, ng ahagl thin brooklets trickle naIIII ever having mgepor'uh'enah glint ot sunlight. Llll gentler slopes ahagl ah farms, mgepogor ng rocky, llll squat, moss-coated cottages brooding eternally ph' mgepog mgepnah england r'luhh ph'nglui lee ot throdog ledges; mgng cahff ah nilgh&

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Never Ending Sardines

by Zoak Bombsky

Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sardines. Sa

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THE LIFE OF CJ AJ

by CJ AJ

Ceejay Ajay (formerly known as CJ AJ) was born on the moth cow ranches of Mars. He was the 5th of 5 children, including. BJ AJ, DJ AJ, TJ AJ and AJ AJ. His father was an abusive drunk and worked as a station engineer on the local space station, space station 12. He used to beat him and his siblings TERRIBLY to the point of death but he never took it seriously as it was character building for him. He beat CJ every day and night with a screwdriver (something which he still has PTSD from till this day) (he has

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Nukies be like

by Ojay "Wall of Text" Loc

Ok we spent 25 minutes getting ready,I guess its time to attack the station. *Goes in thru Evac where 70% of the people can see them meanwhile nukie disk is clearly in fuckin Brig where its on the other side of the station* Waste 80% of their ammo on bystanders missing 60% of the time* *2 out of 5 Nukies already got killed by a chemist with a ghetto syringe gun and a clown with ion rifle* *finally make it to brig with around half health* *They all realize that they have no way in because they all forgot to

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt.10

by Richard Connel

"You've done well, Rainsford," the voice of the general called. "Your Burmese tiger pit has claimed one of my best dogs. Again you score. I think, Mr. Rainsford, Ill see what you can do against my whole pack. I'm going home for a rest now. Thank you for a most amusing evening." At daybreak Rainsford, lying near the swamp, was awakened by a sound that made him know that he had new things to learn about fear. It was a distant sound, faint and wavering, but he knew it. It was the bayin

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 9

by Richard Connel

Rainsford's second thought was even more terrible. It sent a shudder of cold horror through his whole being. Why had the general smiled? Why had he turned back? Rainsford did not want to believe what his reason told him was true, but the truth was as evident as the sun that had by now pushed through the morning mists. The general was playing with him! The general was saving him for another day's sport! The Cossack was the cat; he was the mouse. Then it was that Rainsford knew the full meaning of te

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 8

by Richard Connel

From another door came Ivan. Under one arm he carried khaki hunting clothes, a haversack of food, a leather sheath containing a long-bladed hunting knife; his right hand rested on a cocked revolver thrust in the crimson sash about his waist. Rainsford had fought his way through the bush for two hours. "I must keep my nerve. I must keep my nerve," he said through tight teeth. He had not been entirely clearheaded when the chateau gates snapped shut behind him. His whole idea at first was to put dist

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 7

by Richard Connel

From another door came Ivan. Under one arm he carried khaki hunting clothes, a haversack of food, a leather sheath containing a long-bladed hunting knife; his right hand rested on a cocked revolver thrust in the crimson sash about his waist. Rainsford had fought his way through the bush for two hours. "I must keep my nerve. I must keep my nerve," he said through tight teeth. He had not been entirely clearheaded when the chateau gates snapped shut behind him. His whole idea at first was to put dist

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 7

by Richard Connel

The bed was good, and the pajamas of the softest silk, and he was tired in every fiber of his being, but nevertheless Rainsford could not quiet his brain with the opiate of sleep. He lay, eyes wide open. Once he thought he heard stealthy steps in the corridor outside his room. He sought to throw open the door; it would not open. He went to the window and looked out. His room was high up in one of the towers. The lights of the chateau were out now, and it was dark and silent; but there was a fragment of sall

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 6

by Richard Connel

He dropped a walnut on the hardwood floor and brought his heel grinding down on it. "Oh, yes," he said, casually, as if in answer to a question, "I have electricity. We try to be civilized here." "Civilized? And you shoot down men?" A trace of anger was in the general's black eyes, but it was there for but a second; and he said, in his most pleasant manner, "Dear me, what a righteous young man you are! I assure you I do not do the thing you suggest. That would be barbarous.

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 5

by Richard Connel

"Yes, that's so," said Rainsford. The general smiled. "I had no wish to go to pieces," he said. "I must do something. Now, mine is an analytical mind, Mr. Rainsford. Doubtless that is why I enjoy the problems of the chase." "No doubt, General Zaroff." "So," continued the general, "I asked myself why the hunt no longer fascinated me. You are much younger than I am, Mr. Rainsford, and have not hunted as much, but you perhaps can guess the answer." "W

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 4

by Richard Connel

They were eating borsch, the rich, red soup with whipped cream so dear to Russian palates. Half apologetically General Zaroff said, "We do our best to preserve the amenities of civilization here. Please forgive any lapses. We are well off the beaten track, you know. Do you think the champagne has suffered from its long ocean trip?" "Not in the least," declared Rainsford. He was finding the general a most thoughtful and affable host, a true cosmopolite. But there was one small trait of .the

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 3

by Richard Connel

"Mirage," thought Rainsford. But it was no mirage, he found, when he opened the tall spiked iron gate. The stone steps were real enough; the massive door with a leering gargoyle for a knocker was real enough; yet above it all hung an air of unreality. He lifted the knocker, and it creaked up stiffly, as if it had never before been used. He let it fall, and it startled him with its booming loudness. He thought he heard steps within; the door remained closed. Again Rainsford lifted the heavy knocker,

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt. 2

by Richard Connel

He struggled up to the surface and tried to cry out, but the wash from the speeding yacht slapped him in the face and the salt water in his open mouth made him gag and strangle. Desperately he struck out with strong strokes after the receding lights of the yacht, but he stopped before he had swum fifty feet. A certain coolheadedness had come to him; it was not the first time he had been in a tight place. There was a chance that his cries could be heard by someone aboard the yacht, but that chance was slende

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The Most Dangerous Game Pt.1

by Richard Connel

"OFF THERE to the right--somewhere--is a large island," said Whitney." It's rather a mystery--" "What island is it?" Rainsford asked. "The old charts call it `Ship-Trap Island,"' Whitney replied." A suggestive name, isn't it? Sailors have a curious dread of the place. I don't know why. Some superstition--" "Can't see it," remarked Rainsford, trying to peer through the dank tropical night that was palpable as it pressed its thick warm bla

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History of Gort

by Lysander Arthonakm

Gort was synthesized as a crude joke among some of the Ablocture scientists. So, when he was created, he was imagined to be small, useless, and wouldn't amount to anything due to how inferior he was. Gort was insecure for most of his life until in his solitude, his experimentation and tinkering led him to discovering he was just as capable as any other of his race. -Since Abductors don't have similar social drives and emotional states to most humanoids, he didn't seek approval (the need to prove

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Woody Got Wood

by Stro kemikoc

One day while Andy was masturbating, Woody got wood. He could no longer help himself! He watched as Andy stroked his juicy kawaii cock. He approached Andy which startled him and make him pee everywhere on the floor and on Woody too. Being drenched in his urine made him harder than ever! Woody: "Andy Senpai! I'm alive and I want to be INSIDE OF YOU." Andy: "Oh Woody Chan! I always knew you were alive! I want to stuff you up my kawaii ass!" Woody grabbed a bunch of flavored lube and rubbed

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Guide to Basic Mimery

by Silence

Hello! It is I, Silence the mime. Today I will teach you how to mime properly. Use your body to talk. This is one of the first and most important things to know about miming. Talking or mouthing words is unnecessary during miming. Instead, use facial expressions, gestures, and posture to do the "talking." For example, furrow your eyebrows and place your hands on your hips to demonstrate annoyance. Take advantage of a fixed point. This may be more commonly referred to as "pointe fixe," howe

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Do Not Deplore Yourself

by Frederica Bernkastel

Please do not deplore yourself. Even if the world does not forgive, I will forgive you. Please do not deplore yourself. Even if you do not forgive the world, I will forgive you. So please tell me. What will it take for you, to forgive me?

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Do Not Deplore Yourself

by Frederica Bernkastel

Please do not deplore yourself. Even if the world does not forgive, I will forgive you. Please do not deplore yourself. Even if you do not forgive the world, I will forgive you. So please tell me. What will it take for you, to forgive me?

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Prayer for Loving Sorrow

by Francis Jammes

I have nothing but my sorrow and I want nothing more. It has been, it still is, faithful to me. Why should I begrudge it, since during the hours when my soul crushed the depths of my heart, it was seated there beside me? O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me. Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart. O my sorrow, you are better than a well-belo

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The Tale of the Black Forest

by El Director

"Once upon a time, three happy birds lived in a warm and lush forest. The birds had no names, though the creatures of the forest would call them Big Bird, Long Bird, and Small Bird. Everyone lived freely and happily together in the peaceful forest. The birds wanted the forest to be safe more than anyone else, that way creatures from the outside could visit and have fun. It was a warm and sunny afternoon when a stranger visited the peaceful forest. He was a traveler, pioneer, and prophet, but at the sam

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Guide to being an Assitant

by John Greytide

Chapter 1: Introduction to assiting. As an assitant you don't really have a job, instead you have the ability to do whatever you want (mostly). in this book i will demonstrate the many thing you can do with your lack of responsiblities. Chapter 2: assiting people. one of the many things you can do is DO YOUR JOB. Head out an assitant someone, just make sure to ask someone first. Chapter 3: Treasure hunting. do you like LOOT? do you like ADVENTURE? do you like SUSPICOUS PILLS? well then you should go tre

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sex 1

by goth mamy drooler

loving clown is not a bad thing cause the clown is our entretaner and stuff without it we cant find the urge to droole and have fun drinking a lot of hommie juice please i love caatgirls and big secuirty goth girls for intersting reasons the hop one day was walking down the brig dreaming about getting into the armory but then the warden came to see what the hop want then the hop told him to give him the most juice and strong gun there so the warden feeled the warm touch of the hop hand on his hip and then d

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The Boy Who Cried Shitsec

by Andrew Mower

---- ### ''The boy who cried shitsec'' by Andrew Mower, 2549 --- There was once, a boy who had an internship in a space station, he assisted on keeping it's maintenance halls clean, wired and all round as the station desired... but.. this boy had a wicked sense of humor... 'shitsec! shitsec! there's shitsec he'd cry, and the entire station would come to find, the boy. Alas, when they'd find him, he would laugh, laugh and laugh for he liked to lie, about dangers that cou

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Rhials Duffy: An Autobiograph

by Akira Ashwind

My name is Rhials Duffy, and this is my autobiography! Born in the slums of planet Earth, life was very rough. at the age of 7, Clown Operatives had just arrived to destroy the planet! The glorious Nanotrasen was there to make sure I was placed into the space program in order to pay off my taxes. Taxes that include the bluespace artillery power used to blow the operatives off the face of the Earth. Who the hell pays their taxes? They told me I could have one more meal before eating space food for the rest o

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Lost-His-Tail Biography Vol.1

by Lost-His-Tail

The Marvelous Adventures of Lost-His-Tails Vol.1 Once uppon a time lived a Lizardman named Lost-His-Tails, he was known for his thirst for knowledge and wanting to learn about Human culture he joined the Nanotrasen Megacorporation. Unfortunately he didn't had many skills so they instead gave him a cushy job as the curator on some of their new station : Station 13.

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Changeling Interviews Volume

by The RM Twins

Do you consider yourself evil? * Not really+ it takes a specific mindset to consider ones actions evil and continue doing them.. * I do not have that mindssset, and thusss while I do thingsss that may ssseem morally wrong, I do not consssider it evil.Can you slap? * yes.What is your favorite TV show? * Twin peaksWhat kind of food do you like most? * uhh, Him. (Him being Carl Gazz)How did you get on board the station? * uhh, Hmm. (subject thinks for a minute) Drop podWhat is your favorite flesh suit and why.

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Void and how it works! Pt: 1

by Void traveler

Hello my dear readers! You're reading about "Void" and how it works. "Void" is place where Space laws are ignored and usually it's "Changeling" hives builded by themselves from space ships debris that drifted into.. hey you would check it right? Then you dont need info where it drifted right?..If you are so curious talk to me at next shift. If i wont forget everything after brainwash i will try to take you into void. Dont fuck up everything. Please.Sometimes you cam find aliv

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The lusty xeno part 2

by Damien Mandien

The Lusty Xenomorph part 2. I awoke from my sleep, dreaming of the sex that happened last night. I sit there for a moment not remembering last night until it hits me, I BANGED THE XENOMORPH MAID!!! I got up from my musty bed and hop on my terminal. I then open up Discord. I look for the skyrat server, it's kind of hard to find due to all the other sex servers I'm in. But I find it, I then post pictures and screenshots of the AMAZING sex I had with the one and only LUSTY XENOMORPH MAID!!! Everyone

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The spacers Bible

by Brewski Wilkerson

I met a odd man, he had traped him self in a glass box. He had said he wanted to see it all. This man's name was Alex Steel, he was in prison garb. I asked him what he would like to say to those who read, he said "That everything they dream can be true, and always spank a clown" and "Also blue hair people are evil"After that I left to go be SSD. he said he was a part of the station "I can't gray tide my self". I asked him "So the ai is a part of the station, and you are t

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Secrets of Void Fishing

by Melpomene

--SECRETS OF VOID FISHING-- 1: Acquire a fishing rod. 2: Spray the fishing rod with a mixture of holy water and liquid nothing OR holy water and helgrasp, to protect it from abyssal forces. 3: Acquire a book of magic, a tome of lore, or some other suitable bait for the things that dwell in the Beyond. 4: Fish into the open rift using the book as your bait/anchor point. 5: Wait. Struggle. Pray to the gods for guidance. 6: If successful, your prize from the void will reflect the nature of the book you

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That Which Comes of Purple

by Erin Maxwell

My eyes flitted across the sterile walls of the science lab. My throat dried as stinging brought itself to my eyes. Fuck. My colleagues attempted to cheer me up—attempts in futility, to the extreme. As I clutched my head, and let out an incessant whine that soon transformed to the guttural snuff of a beast—the tears wouldn't stop. Stomping toward the dormitories, my eyes locked onto one sight after another, only for my thoughts to fade to the great void, only for the darkness to close on me as the real

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magic book

by Photocopier

*this book is glowing with magic* handhold this book close to your body, the magic light will charge you. <center>a magic book by</center> J.K Rowling

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magic book failprint

by photocopier

<center>a magic book by J.K Rowling</center>

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Story of my life Vol. 1

by Sagittarius A

Some clown FUCK stole like 100 credits someone tipped me, so I had to wash my face. On my way to the sink in the dorms, I ran into an electrified grate and it hurt like hell. I am an ethereal, so not as much as it would hurt others, BUT STILL. I head back to my office and start writing this book, and here we are now. Volume 2 coming out whenever the hell I feel like it.

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Cancelled Family Guy Episode

by Ojay "Wall of Text" Loc

"just have had enough of your shit, Peter" , Whole family and Brian proceeds to beat the shit out of Peter with baseball bats to death. Brian looks at Beters dead body and says "Guys I think Peter is dead". Chris Griffin replies "Finally,no more of this dipshits tomfoolery". Giant truck rams through the whole house and the family for no apparent reason. Next shot shows a zoomed out Earth. Earth explodes for no apparent reason. The End

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My Immortal Chapter 3

by Tara Gilesbie

Chapter 3: AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don’t own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it

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My Immortal

by Tara Gilesbie

Chapter 3: AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don’t own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it

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Declaration of Independance

by Greyson Morris

# Declaration of INDEPENDANCE ___ **THIS DOCUMENT PROVES AN INDEPENDENCE OF THE CARGO DEPARTMENT** ___ **Sign of QM (QuarterMaster):** [________________________] **Stamp of QM:** ___ ## Terms of independance: - Full independence of other departments. - Obeying the laws of the CARGO departments while being in one. - Right to purchase anything from Central Command. - Right for carriyng guns or any other weapons. - Members of CARGO department are now its citizens and don`t have to obey SPACE LAW

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Poem of two moons

by Valtero Bianco

Beyond floating stones of molten ore beyond even the guts of asteriod gore laid my gaze upon majestic curves xeno boobas be testing my nerves

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Declaration of Independance

by Greyson Morris

# Declaration of INDEPENDANCE ___ **THIS DOCUMENT PROVES AN INDEPENDENCE OF THE CARGO DEPARTMENT** ___ **Sign of QM (QuarterMaster):** [________________________] **Stamp of QM:** ___ ## Terms of independance: - Full independence of other departments. - Obeying the laws of the CARGO departments while being in one. - Right to purchase anything from Central Command. - Right for carriyng guns or any other weapons. - Members of CARGO department are now its citizens and don`t have to obey SPACE LAW

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The Clown Who Farted Too Much

by Charles Martinez

Fartso the clown farted too much, one day he punched the bartender in the face after asking for a martini, and then farted his last fart and bursted into a millon spiders who ate everyone on the station forever.

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MEDICAL GUIDE : Treatments

by Fernando Alves

___ ## <center>MEDICAL GUIDE</center> <center>THE TREATMENTS</center> ___ ### SUFFOCATION `This is the first and most important to look out for. It is not visible on the body, but people suffering from it will gasp for air. If you take 50 or more suffocation damage, you faint. On the Health Analyzer, it is the leftmost, blue damage type.` - **CPR** if in crit. Remove your and patient's mask and helmet - **Oxygen-filled area** if not in crit - **Epinephrine** stops suffocatio

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How to Cook

by Wilter Whote

<center> **How to Cook** </center>- Find medicine containing or directly aqcuire **Galactose** - Filter the **Maltose** - Add a **lime solution** - Bind with **neuraminic acid**, drain - "Bubble" **xylose gas** through the liquid - Separate all **dihydrogen monoxide** = - Take the **crystalline galacrosamine** - Filter into container - Allow to dry - **BONUS** Mix down with inert fillers ___ <center>Profit</center>

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The Lusty Felinid Maid 1-7

by Felinus Catus

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