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Little did Lois know, but the entrancing sway of the wheat fields was no accident. In fact, it was an alien mind control device moving the wheat, not the wind. In almost no time, the residents of the community would be slaves to the collective drones of Zetron Prime


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I know everything that will ever happen in the history of this world. There is not a sporting event, weather front, political move, assasination, or war that can take me by surprise. I know everything, and there's only one thing I can say about it.
It sucks.
If I warn a government leader of a succesful attempt on their life, giving the exact time and methods to be employed, then there would be dreadful consequences. Who knows what the exact repricussions of the leader's death would cause? I could change a minor detail and accidentally obliderate a civilization before they could gain the


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Tasor grinned, allowing his target to suffer a bit longer. Dispelling the attacks, he watched Simon's sizzling body crumple to the ground. It appeared he had no skin left, and little blood that had not dribbled onto the ground. "So... is this how you dare intrude on the space of a superior being? Your skill is pathetic. The others spoke of your agility and grace. All I saw was a clumsy leap into my attack." Simon looked up, his body arcing with painful energy. "This isn't... the end." The gem demon of chaos pointed one finger at Simon and, without any direct connection, Simon's body twitc
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peace & love brother
[link] my web page for you to know about me
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Together since the beginning of time, the madman and the lover
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Revenge isn't sweet. It tastes like shaving cream, in my experience...
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Oh, you see monsters?
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because there is a fear of sentimentality, love is not very often addressed-and it is really the one motivation in all our lives
i cant write without a reader.
its precisely like a kiss- you cant do it alone.
Really.
No, I mean it.
I really will.
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Revenge isn't sweet. It tastes like shaving cream, in my experience...
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What do I know....my eyes have been sewn shut and my heart devoured....
~ Talster
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Revenge isn't sweet. It tastes like shaving cream, in my experience...
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