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Weekly Contest #328
Oscar Manuel Lopez Camargo11/7/25 Day 1 That blasted beast! Stealing our cows, scaring the townsfolk half to death, what does it think it is? Well, from me at least, it’ll be dead and gone so long as the blade I wield, found amidst the trees of the Great Forest and blessed by the gods, guides me. And just like in the tales my mother would tell, I shall stand for the people. I shall slay this beast, and ensure my village stays safe from any and all threats! Oh, how I imagine the tales told of my story. Hehe, I suppose writing it all down ma...
Weekly Contest #312
Oscar Manuel Lopez Camargo7/25/25(TW: Descriptions of Gore, Swearing) “Shit…give me a second Dan.” I said, letting myself stop to cool down a bit. “Already? That’s your third break since you crossed that hill leaving the research station!” “Sorry…” I said, shifting his position on my back. “Doing physical things has always made me heat up like this. Heh, maybe that’s why I decided to become a numbers guy all the way down here of all places. I thought the cold would help.” Dan kept quiet, his arms still loosely wrapped around my shoulders...
Weekly Contest #309
Oscar Manuel Lopez Camargo7/1/25(Trigger Warning: Manipulation, Emotional Abuse, light descriptions of gore at the end) Oh, how I love her! From the moment we had met, typing away at our computers like obsessive woodpeckers to a tree, maxing out the message board word limits per messages, our love was unbreakable. Unbreakable past even the most potent of explosives or mining equipment, birthed from feelings and hardened through time. It was to the point that our physical distance could no longer be tolerated, and I was on a flight to her ho...
Weekly Contest #307
(Polycephany+Horticulture)Sensitive content warning: -Injury/Physical Violence-Descriptions of Gore “You got the time Ross?” “6:30 in the AM brochacho. An hour and a half until it’s all over,” Ross yawned, resting his arm on their dorm room’s desk. “I bet we’re acing this one though!” Russell shrugged his shoulder. “Nice to be positive, I guess. Still, we gotta be there to get it done anyway, so let’s get going. 3, 2, and-” Pushing off their chair at the same time, the two gained their footing in a couple steps, more than usual with slee...
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