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Cass watched as her friend strutted her stuff on the stage. She’d watched Tara in every amateur theatre play she’d done, but this was the first time she’d been backstage for it. She’d seen how Tara could pour herself into a character before, and putting on the blonde wig for her turn as Alice had been no different. Tara owned the stage, and Cass smiled proudly as she declaimed her way through the monster soliloquy that the director had added just for her.
Brian the stagehand approached her then. “Scene’s almost done. Ready for your big part?”
Cass chuckled at that. When Tara had finally dragged her into coming to audition with her, Cass hadn’t gotten a part. But she had been asked if she wanted to help backstage, and had agreed to help Old Frankie with the props. The kindly silver-haired woman had taken her under her wing, and she learned a lot about stagecraft,
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 3Chapter 3
“Well I hope this day can't get any worse,” Karai complained as she, the rest of the princesses, and the personal guard made there way to the princesses quarters.
“Don't say that,” April sighed. “Because when you do, things get worse.”
Karai scowled at her as they reached the door. Mona turned and glanced down at the guards, “Where are you guys staying?”
“In that room milady,” Raphael answered pointing to a door that was down the hallway.
“Call me Mona,” she replied indifferently. “I hate being called milady, it sounds so....old and pious.”
“Its not even a religious term Mona,” Irma called back to her as she entered the room.
Mona faced the doorway and placed her hands on her hips, “It can also mean devout and dedicated Irma.”
“Actually,” Donatello started. “it does mean dedicated but more in a religious sense.”
Mona cocked an eyebrow at Donatell
Marie and Elizabeth Somerset-Two Become OneWhen Marie and Elizabeth Somerset left the city of Sunny Hills, California on May 9, 1980, they left no note, nothing to say where they were going, or any way for their friends and family to contact them. At first, nobody worried, because the twins had been known to occasionally go for a drive on Fridays, their destination being "nowhere in particular". They would check into a hotel, and spend the weekend there, coming back home on Sunday. However, they neither called home, nor returned on Sunday. After a few days, when the twins had neither called nor returned, their friends and family had become worried, especially after finding Elizabeth's car, a 1979 Buick Skylark, abandoned at the side of a mountain highway a couple hours drive from Sunny Hills, about 10 miles from the nearest gas station. After Elizabeth's car was found abandoned, which was out of character for the twins, it was feared that the twins had been killed, despite a lack of physical evidence.
When they left Sunny Hills
Death Battle: Spyro vs Goat
Kiryu: Alright, we've thoroughly analyzed both combatants, and you know what that means...
Gwangi: It's time for a DEATH BATTLE!
Spyro charged across the ground, knocking aside groups of Riptocs as he ran through the large city that these Riptocs were apparently trying to invade. Spyro blasted another Riptoc to the ground with a puff of fire, and with each Riptoc he took out, he collected more and more gems.
Spyro was having a fun time here, and so was a bit disappointed when he found he had gotten rid of all the Riptocs in this city. Wandering around for a bit, Spyro looked around his surroundings to see if there was anything else he could take on.
His thoughts were answered when he looked ahead and saw a goat of all things walking around, the hoofed mammal's tongue hanging out. “A goat, eh?” Spyro said to himself. “Well, it's not a sheep, but it'll do.”
Spyro then lowered his head and charged at the goat, ramming it head-on and sending it smacking again
The Day of the Falling SkySand fell through the earth, invisible and intangible. In every corner of the world, confused and uneasy people listened to its strange sound, like white noise on a television cranked up just a little too loud. Very few of us understood what this heralded: the vanguard of our new masters was near, and humanity was soon to suffer the agony of enslavement under crazed despots. I had to spare my wife and son the misery.
When I first heard the Sand, my team was in Hawaii, scouring a beach covered in a strange sort of mass suicide: thousands of dolphins and sharks had washed up on the shore days earlier. Voluntarily, in a mass migration we had surveyed from above as it happened, without concern for the prey they passed up, the creatures of the deep sea threw themselves onto dry land and died. I was walking alongside an associate, Dr. Ehlers, both of us clad in MOPP suits, carrying cases of tissue samples.
For a little over a year, we had known what was coming. They spoke to us, They spoke t
The Secret of the Volodia ep 1: Toungouska 1908
Admiral Piotr Sergueievich Afanassiev
It was in a day, long ago... In 1908, that our story began.
A spatial unidentified object stroke Earth; it was in the Toungouska: a Siberian forest, during the reign of the future martyr tsar: Nicholas the Second; the future Red assassins, lead by Lenin and Trotsky, will call him Bloody Nikki, but the errors were commited not by the Tsar, but by the Tsarism: a corrupted regime, full of ridiculous, stupid and unadapted 'values': autocracy, theocracy and no place for people's will...
The Okhrana has quickly arrived on the site of the landcrash... A burned place, with a tremendous impact cratere in the center...
The great inventor and scientist, Nikola Tesla, was convocated by the Tsar to oversee some secret work of transportation and isolation of the something which fallen in this place...
1914, in Sarajevo: this awful day of July, a young officer of the the Black Sea fleet, named Piotr Sergueievich Af
God-less Rock Derence woke up with a splitting headache. As he went to rub his temples, he found his wrist had been tied together by rope. There was a silent curse as he wiggled about to see if he could break free. Nothing. The ropes were bound tight. Who ever had him held captive, they certainly didn't want him escaping.
There was a rustling sound and a thump. Derence rolled himself over and spotted an older woman walk in. She reminded him of the Native Americans that long ago dwelled on earth. He'd read stories about them in his free time on the Revorl Prime, that is, until its recent demise due to an infestation of some sort. Not that any of that really
mattered anymore. Not he was trapped on a possibly savage planet with no way to get off. Unless...
"Ma'am, can you tell me what planet I'm on?" Derence called to her.
The woman jump, as if she heard a ghost. Turning, she spotted her tied up house guest and smiled.&
Tales of Alfatare: To (Heavily) Tip the Scales"Look at this," a voice echoed from a bathroom, "I can't--I just can't." The owner of the voice, a 5'11" Crystal Thorpe strutted out of the bathroom in her blue shirt and fuzzy pajamas. She seemed to be rattled, as she kept her focus of dissent on her slight cushy stomach. It just poked out over her waistline. Her friend, Janine, only sighed, and fed her already thick body with more hamburgers.
"Really, Crystal? Your bod is FINE. You're tanned, you've got the blue hair going, and your pajamas? They work. You're just going to give THAT up?"
Crystal knew that she was talking about her rear. She looked around, and found multiple articles of consumed food all around her fat-laden friend. "I mean, that's all you eat! JUNK! No wonder I'm blimping! You're always ordering dinner, buying food, and that! I mean we need to stock our fridge with REAL food." She dashed to the kitchen, and opened it all the way out. It was mostly empty.
"So?" Janine retorted, "All we have to do is order some more."
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