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Sonic Loves Girls...FOR LUNCHSonic was roaming around in the wide open fields of Mobius alone one day with no worry in his mind whatsoever. "Aaaah! Sure feels nice to be out here in the clean, fresh air of Mobius' great fields!" Suddenly, he heard a growling sound. "Huh? Who's there?!" He heard it again, and he realized what it was; "Oh, it's just my appetite acting up in my stomach. Too bad I can't find chilidogs out here," Sonic sighed.
"Oh well," he thought, "I'll just have to find some kind of food on my own." After that, he dashed off in search of something to eat; no luck finding anything. "Gee," he said, "can't a hero like me find anything with his natural sense of luck?" Suddenly, he saw a small, bright tan pinprick in the distance. "I wonder what that could be. Maybe it's a giant chilidog!" He chuckled at his assumption. When he approached the figure, it turned out to be Cream the Rabbit. "Whoa! Uh, hi Cream!" "Oh, hi Mr. Sonic!" she said back.
"What are you doing out here today?" She asked. "I was r
Nina and Cocoa VoreNina the cat was walking through her usual area in the woods of the hill for an afternoon stroll. She'd been walking around, enjoying the views around her; when all of the sudden, she heard a loud growling noise. At first, she thought it was a monster hiding in the bushes or the trees; but then she realized that it was just her belly. "Does this always happen when I'm taking walks?" She thought to herself. Just then, her friend, Cocoa the rabbit walked in. "Hi, Nina!" She said. "Wha- oh, hi, Cocoa!" She said back.
"I'm gonna eat you now, Cocoa!" "I don't think you'd want to do that, Nina." Cocoa replied. "Why not?" Asked Nina. "Because I'm hungry right now, too, and I wanted to come to you to learn how to satisfy my appetite with vore!" Cocoa explained. "Really?" Asked Nina. "Yeah, really." Cocoa replied. "Well, I'll teach you how." Nina began. "First, you try acting out a sneaky scenario or speech to lure your prey to you. Then, without hesitating; you quickly grab them, open your mou
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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