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Rockout technically won, on a technicality, when the site was down. Technically.
Nightshade returned exactly five minutes later, just as the coffeepot finished dripping. "Good timing." She pulled down a couple of mugs. "How do...
"Let's stick with the coffee." Nightshade walked into the kitchen and started a pot. "Should be about five minutes. Mugs are in the cupboard,...
"I've got a jar of caffeine powder in the pantry, but I imagine you were looking for something a little less concentrated. Coffee okay?"
Nightshade was downstairs, sparring against a magically-projected hologram of herself. When she heard Raven coming, she deactivated the projection...
No, chocolate cake is the Devil's food. That it why they call it Devil's food cake.
Dude... NOBODY CARES. Watch it or don't. Just shut up about it already.
I wished he'd get off his ass and make the third Conan movie.
That was easily Arnold's worst movie.
Nightshade decided to let her sleep for now, and headed downstairs to the dojo for her morning practice.
Nightshade awoke the next morning just in time to sync up the timelines, and quietly began pulling out gear for the trip. She wasn't sure how she...
The wolf's tail thumped the bed a few times, and Hemlock went back to sleep. Nightshade yawned and crawled into bed. "G'night, Raven. See you in...
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Windsor shrugged, and took his place behind the bar. ******************************************* "Fine. We'll share the bed." She opened the...
Windsor spent a few hours prepping for the day and opened right on time. This was hardly surprising, as working in the bar was literally the only...
(@Lord Architect - Seriously, wrap it up. We're about to move to the next day.) Cricket said her goodbyes and walked outside to call a cab home.
It's a good show.
Windsor, slightly disappointed, put the heavy leather bullwhip he was holding back under the bar. *****************************************...
"Ponyville," Nightshade replied. "I have an apartment above the dojo."
Windsor tapped Maya on the shoulder. As a sentient barstool infused with the place memories of the entire building, he was more than capable of...
