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Styler Wayne leaned casually against the punch table, arms folded across his chest, and ears ringing like he'd just been back from war. His busted lip had scabbed over in ...

**So how is Sam going to look now?**

Stylers Suit

That could make for a cool scene.

I always assumed that the peace makers meeting was just the beginning and a 'soon-to-be' and that the dance was a separate entity. I have no idea what ya'll are ...

Heeey. Its going to be cool to have this. I think... I dunno. Just an idea I thought might make things fun. To be completely honest... I'd like to start ...

** Oh and welcome back Mac!**

**Yessir we are. I get the feeling we should develop an OOC channel. So's we can discuss further plot, and coordinate a great story.** She took the scarlet red material ...

*Woo! We've hit our first 100 replies! A lot of story books never make it this far so lets keep it up. I'd like to see some of you old ...

I'm also very interested. What a detailed world you have here. When do we start?

*Shall we fast forward time to the next school day?* Styler had never killed anyone this way. The thought made his spine feel like ice. With the careful grace of ...

Emma Watson sat attentively with one finger pressed snugly in one ear to the buzzing hum from the old police radio. The night had been dull until this crackling voice ...

He stared into her eyes and told her that he always loved her. He stared into her eyes and said he will always care. Her body remained silently laying on ...

The old man of a train huffed and puffed his way into Holly’s Brooke station (does this mean that the train was old? I would rework the sentence a little ...

Adrenaline pumped through his veins as his white knuckled hand gripped a pencil from his shit pocket, and he whirled around to face his pursuer. In the same motion, his ...