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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 3:47 am
by Andrew
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the

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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2016 9:19 pm
by Kraketopia
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat

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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2016 12:10 pm
by Revall
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald

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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2016 1:12 pm
by Kraketopia
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of

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Posted: Mon Feb 29, 2016 2:58 am
by Raxion
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically

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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 10:21 am
by Revall
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast

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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2016 1:32 pm
by Plagentine
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns

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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 1:10 pm
by Andrew
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes

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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2016 9:38 am
by Revall
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the

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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2016 11:48 am
by Raxion
This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with