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Rhea's Buccaneer Dropoff


Written by Septia.


Dawn had yet to grace the sea. Yet, the inklings of light teetered on the horizons in tentacles of illumination. The Grey Dove cressed through the waters at a snail's pace, her sails lashed for the night. A few 
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Rita, End of the line
1st Stop


Written by Septia.


“Welcome, welcome one and all to Bodinborg Park, where the cobblestone is fantasy and the mortar made of dreams, what better way to spend a sunny summer day than on wild rides and complimentary ice cream, 
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Rita, End of the line
3rd Stop


Written by Septia.


A bone fell from the woman's teeth, bumped aside by the bloating mass that was her cheeks budging it out of the way as she continued to chew while they stared each other down. It clattered onto the lid of 
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Late in the evening, you find yourself camping deep in the woods of North America, taking some time to get away from city life and relax your mind for a while. You had spent the day hiking through the forest, admiring the sights, sounds, and scents of nature. 
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*DING\!*

“Uuugh… What now…”

Smoky blinks her tired eyes, setting down her drill and taking a look at the half-disassembled car in her shop. The possum had made quite a name for herself in Serenity as a mechanic willing and able to repair, tune, modify, and e
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