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The Minimalist #8
Hell Inc. A bookworm, a jock, and a slacker were lazing about at the slacker’s house one night when a hell mouth opened in the basement. The demon Slazzazazazaaaakkkk’q’q’qk’k escaped and declared his new kingdom on Earth. The three college dropouts slew the demon with holy weapons the slacker’s uncle had lying around from his […]
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The Minimalist #7
Message in a Bottle A young man finds a bottle washed up on the beach. In the bottle, a message: “Whoever finds this bottle… I want you to know that I love you. If you can find me, our hearts will be as one.” Included in the bottle, a series of clues that point in […]
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Oblivion (31)
Previous HolyFuckingShitWhatIsThis? 882: Syncro Earth “What are you?” Amanda demanded to know. “A prisoner. Like many who’ve come to this place,” the giant bird replied. “What are you talking about?” Julio asked. “The people who run this place, they are not concerned with the education of sync youths. It is a different goal they pursue.“ […]
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Oblivion (30)
Previous HELP. SOMEONE HELP! 882: Syncro Earth Melissa laid lifeless on the floor. Julio wanted to run. He wanted to help. He wanted to scream. He wanted all of this to go away, but it wouldn’t. The red string in his psychic grasp waved in the etheric current, beckoning him to unlock its secrets. But […]
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Oblivion (29)
Previous Fuuuuuuuuuuk 2048: Cyber Errrth Emil.i.o. scanned the horizon. The hypercity of Megalopolis shone like an electric jewel next to its sister city, the megacity of Hyperopolis. Smog covered the city streets and the skies above were choked with pollution but the cities themselves were a pair of perfect sparkling neon diamonds. Even surrounded by […]
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Oblivion (28)
Previous Galalalalalalaalllaaallaala 882: Syncro Earrtthh Five Months Ago… Madison County Youth Correctional Facility – “God I hate this shit hole,” the juvenile corrections agent said. “Same story every day,” the other juvenile corrections agent said. “What do you say we break for lunch after this one?” the third agent said. “Great. What little gift from […]
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Oblivion (27)
Previous RggWlcllooo 1987: Starlight Earthhh Captain’s Log: 882.2424 The ship is handling the star ways well. It won’t be long before we reach the Inner Core. Then we can finally be done with this damn cargo. Also, the Doc has been getting on my nerves with all her research requests but don’t tell her I […]
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Oblivion (26)
Previous BrrrNccssrrTrrr 882: Syncro Earrtthh “Okay, first years, follow me!” Melissa announced. Her hair was a golden blonde wave that whipped across her back and shoulders whenever she turned to address the club. Julio thought she smelled nice. Too nice. Like caramel dragonflies on a cotton candy pond. Her pink chap stick looked more like […]
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The Minimalist #6
You Must Defeat the Black Emperor! The Black Emperor landed hard on his tush. Devil Fist shook his famous fist at his defeated foe. “It’s over, Black Emperor,” Devil Fist said. “Your reign of terror is through!” “You’re right,” the Black Emperor said, dusting himself off. “As of tonight, I am now officially retired.” Devil […]
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The Minimalist #5
It is not unlike a Hermit Crab A scientist studying animal mimicry has spent the last year investigating a most remarkable creature. It makes its home in urban environments, living amongst humankind for perhaps as long as humankind has existed. There is no name for it. There are no books, papers, or studies published about […]
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