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100 words for rachelle
I have two wives. Not sure how it happened. I only married one woman, but I am cursed with two wives.
There are no sensuously erotic couplings (triplings?) as one might expect from such a polygamous arrangement. The relationship with the second wife is a curious beast indeed.
In return for my empty promises of beautiful garments and intricate adornments, she gives me such trouble only eclipsed by the difficulties inflicted on me by my first wife.
We never married so, even if I wanted to divorce, it's not possible.
Yet, her merits are unquestionable. At least, questions aren't recommended.
100 words for frances
Once upon a time there was a beautiful soprano who lived in the tallest tower of an ancient castle that was built on the top of a hill.
The tower had a pointy roof with pretty flags that rippled in the wind, gaily.
At social events people would ask her to perform for their pleasure, even when she needed to rest her voice for the opera.
So, she studied for many years and qualified as a surgeon.
One day, not long after, someone asked her to perform at a social event. Fortunately, the beautiful opera singer had her scalpel ready.
100 words for quinn
"Defective humans! Defective!" A swing of the hammer never hurt anyone.
Defective humans aren't anyone.
Not so defective that they cannot dodge. Not so defective. "The factory in the sky requires a massive recall! All defective humans in batch Homo Sapien to report to manufacturer immediately!"
That one's dodge was doubly defective! Could not defy the disassembly device.
That one neither. Hehe. What noise they make as they are decommissioned!
Defective in their consistency. Look! Those run while this one cowers. Why do they not all run, or all cower?
Wait, this one cowers not. The defective rises swiftly and
100 words for gareth
Thangor sprang from some rubble, and charged Gunthar. Thangor screamed a blood-curdling scream, raising his chainsword to strike.
Gunthar prepared himself for the onslaught, heart beating rapidly. His long-range lasgun would be useless in close-quarters combat, so he drew his knife. Against a chainsword, his chances were poor, but he hoped fortune would favour him.
Thangor stopped short, dug around in his pockets, and pulled out two dice. Gunthar pulled out one, because he only had one attack. They rolled and added modifiers. Thangor scored two hits.
Sighing, Gunthar stood still, and took his beating like a 28mm model.
100 words for michael
Seltzer was down and bleeding into the bunded area. The boiler makers were on site, but they didn't know First-Aid. Their blowtorches were no good as long as Seltzer oozed painfully.
"Call an ambulance!"
Within minutes, the paramedic was on the scene. He carried a sense of urgency, not panic. Highly specialised, he wore a hard-hat and safety boots, and carried Perry's in his backpack.
As everyone else flapped about, the medic stepped up to the victim.
"Don't worry," he said, "I know Reactor Design."
Grasping firmly, he twisted the ball-valve shut on the inlet to the Seltzer agitator.
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