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Tenth planet named Xena. My fandom rocks so very, very much.

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Intellectually, yes, fifteen for thousands is a fairly easy decision to make. In reality... it would be far more blurry, and I can't say either way what I would end up doing. I got spoiled (unfortunately), but even if I hadn't been I wouldn't have been surprised. There was something off about...

Bit late, but just wanted to add my 2¢ The same reason that Sydney got 'taken in' by Irina, and Nadia wants to beleive in Sloane. We all want our parents to be good, noble and more or less perfect. We don't want them to be flawed (human). This is even more true when the parent in question has...

How exactly is that biased? The feeding tube was her only form of nutritional intake, and being deprived of food is commonly refered to as starving. Prolonged starvation almost invaribly results in death. If you don't believe me, a dictionary definition of starve follows: The simple fact is...

Well, except for that whole unleashing an unspeakable evil (Lyall, aka the Apostate, aka NakedMan, for those playing the homegame) back into the world thing... Speaking of which... Maassluis *Lyall and Cole have been talking for quite some time* Cole: It's is all very interesting, Mr Lyall...

Maassluis *Lyall is seated in an expensive leater armchair in an even more expensive living room, seated across from him is McKennas Cole* Cole: So...Mr Lyall, you made quite the impression on old Bukle. Why did you want to meet me? Lyall: I wanted to talk to the most powerful person in this...

Froggy's Safe House Crys:oh boy...Start talking... Froggy: Before we start I need your oath. Crys: What do you need my oath for? Froggy: I'm going to be talking about things we do not tell outsiders. Which I can't tell you about unless you swear not to betray our secrets. Crys: So you're...

IRF Headquarters *Crys is chasing after Ethan* Froggy: Crys, wait up. Crys: I haven't got time for this, it'll have to wait. Froggy: It can't. Not anymore. *grabs Crys's arm* Crys: Let go. Sec- *Crys feels a twisting, wrenching sensation as the corridor walls seem to shimmer and melt...

*everyone is standing around shocked, when the sound of a single person clapping is heard* Froggy: Bravo, bravo...one slight problem though. Your prophecy? It's a fake. Yelena: What do you mean? Zhenya: It's phony. Faris: Fraudulent. Wyman: Bogus. Syntyche: A sham. Face it ladies, you've...

Nah, nah, nah, you misunderstand me. Syntyche was already going to make sure Katya, Yelena and Yezabel couldn't cause anymore trouble (and considering what they've already done she is mighty ticked off at them), but once she finds out they've been mucking around even further... well... ...it...

Oh, dear... ...and I thought what Syntyche was going to do to those three when she caught up to them before was bad...

Title: George Author: Frogboy Lives Genre: Double-Drabble. AU. Humour. Rating: PG-ish mild cussing, some violence alluded to but nothing graphic. Disclaimer the first: I own nothing in this fic except the idea. Disclaimer the second: I have a really, really odd and absurdist sense of humour...

Zhenya: ...or when it's been standing behind you for the last five minutes? *she drops a companionable arm over Ethan's shoulders and grins at him* Zhenya: Ethan, Ethan, Ethan... the rather alarming security record of this organisation notwithstanding, did you really think that my cousin...

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