Category: KILLtober

A Puzzle Inside A Box Of Riddles “And then it repeats upon itself, catching him and anyone else who has the misfortune of being stuck in the room in a puerperal loop until the end of existence.” Jonathan says proudly with a broad grin across his face. “Until the end of existence?” “Yup,” he says …

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See The Sphere Shine Joshua grins wickedly, “You heard me right, the fucking moon is exactly what I said.” “B-B-But how t-the FUCK are y-you going to, you know,” he says nodding towards the sky. “H-How are you gonna do all that t-to something as b-big as the moon?” Sanford stammers nervously. Joshua’s grin broadens …

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Thrown Together “Pleasantries aside Rohan, you need to stop being such a foolish child and tell me what it is you require, for even though I am many things, I am not as gifted in the art of conversation like you, and my brain sadly cannot hold onto the vital remnants of that which is …

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Chances Lost And Flown As he drops to his knees with exhausted flair, the compass tables from his weakening grip, and tumbled to the earth below. He lets out an anguished cry as he fundings himself unmotivated and unable to manoeuvre himself into any form of retaliation. As the compass hits the ground, the glass …

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A Choice New Fab As he tightens the helmets strap, he lets out a gasp of desperation, locking eyes with the smiling Melinda as he does. “Why so worried pretty boy, you said this was one of your specialties. If you’re not so confident, talk and we will revisit the feats placed before you. Talk, …

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Tick Goes The Clock “While your question is vastly inappropriate for this time slot,” he says as he gives a nod and a cheeky wink to the camera, before turning his attention back to Sonya. “I find it difficult to give an accurate answer without losing my inner self. So I’ll choose the easiest route …

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Deep Height “It’s up,” he says with a sly smile, as he nonchalantly casts a quick glance upwards towards the roof and then back to Shawn, winking as he does. “Do you think this is some type of game?” Shawn asks, ensuring each word is said with its own distinct gravity, before thrusting a closed …

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Turn Your Scream Into A Whisper “There’s no place to go BOY! Every avenue you could’ve utilised has been shut DOWN! Every opportunity you had to get gone has been taken AWAY! You’re STUCK like that inevitable piece of corn from six months ago that turns up in your SHIT!” Charlie snarls with a wicked …

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Desperately Seeking A Palate Cleanse With an overly dramatic visage he dry heaves several times, loudly declaring for anyone who could not see that he was indeed possibly throwing up. His face quickly screws up as nothing finds it’s way out of his stomach, and he pokes out his tongue in a desperate bid to …

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Premeditated Perception The bloody ice pick drops to the floor from Gregor’s hand while he stands silently and watches the sea of red grow beneath Duncan’s crumpled form. “I-I-I,” he stammered as he looks over to Sarah, and stares wide eyed into hers. “I-I-I,” he stutters once more before shifting his gaze back to Duncan. …

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