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Text Message from Avatar Land: Friday
"Drawback to having a Twinkie phone? Flying monkey thing keeps pestering for snack cakey goodness. Hope all is well with everyone."
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Text Messages from the Fire Nation
(212): About to go into battle on a giant flying guinea pig. Can't decide if this is completely rocketship or spun.
(212): They keep telling me it's a sky bison. I'm not buying it.
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Haddyn: 200 years in the Future
In the life of a slayer some days are better than others ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: 200 years in the Future
It was your standard night of a slayer. There was patrolling. There was stabbing. There was lurks exploding into dust.
And just as Mel was taking out one particular tough lurk with a spinning kick she felt something in her world reel and twist.
There was a disturbance in... Well something.It was as though a big dork was going beyond his normal ( Read more... ) -
New York City: 1863
It was less of a patrol than a running battle. The demon in question had been chewing up the inhabitants of Haddyn for about a week and this was the first and Mel wasn't going to let him get away if she could help it ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: 200 years in the future
Mel was tired and bored. She had just pulled two jobs in the last 24 hours as well as having to go on patrol and dust yet another nest of lurks that had set up shop ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: Still in the Future, Yo. (Saturday Fandom Time)
Mel collapsed on her broken down sofa and groaned. Tonight's patrol had featured a romp through the sewers and group of lurks two times more than what some of the locals had reported ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: 200 years in the future or so
The grab was successful. It had taken a lot of prep work, a couple of bribes and some new tools to get through security. The vault itself was also a challenge as it took a little longer to cut the locks with her laser torch than usual ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: About 200 years or so in the future...
Mel watched from above as the lurks piled into the transport, making note of their numbers and the make of the transports. Some of the lurks had taken to wrapping bandages around their skin to prevent exposure to sunlight. Rutting clever ( Read more... ) -
Haddyn: About 200 years in the furture. Give or take.
There were times when having a six armed monkey living with you had its benefits. Unfortunately Mel's monkey had a bit of an attitude. Normally she would just ignore him but after going on two jobs and then dusting another nest of lurks in the subway, Mel had just about enough ( Read more... )