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[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]THE WALLS COME DOWN WITH DIPPER PINES
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]A REUNION OF SORTS WITH SISTER MARY GODFREY
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Nikki and Mary – a pair of lovebirds whose first interaction in years was bound to be adorable and romantic... right? Unfortunately, far from it. Suffering from a case of retrograde amnesia, Mary no longer remembers the world she left behind before migrating, and considering that Nikki's Mary was tragically murdered, he's about as in the dark as she. Quite literally a case of “so close, yet so far”; will either of them being able to give the other what they want to most, or is Sanctum's version of their tale doomed to fail like the last?
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]SCREAMING IN DIGITAL WITH DARIN BROOKE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]FINISHED
Beginning with an assassination in progress and a teenaged boy just trying to get home in the dead of night, Nikki and Darin were an interesting pair that really only bumped into one another by chance. The murder of a man whose innocence could be brought into question was quick to bring up some less-than-pleasant subjects, and with the inclusion of a sentient parasite hand, what had already been quite the interesting encounter went straight to flat out bizarre. An encounter cut short, but an intriguing one all the same - definitely worth the read.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]A STROLL DOWN GYPSY LANE WITH HARLOW O'TOOLE
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The likelihood of an assassin getting mixed up in the likes of palm readings and tarot cards seem rather slim, but a certain Mr. Harlow O'Toole's can claim otherwise. Upset over a series of unfortunate turns, Nikki goes to Harlow in hopes of finding a good future in store for him. Neither one seemed quite prepared for the other, however, and their interaction is... well, perhaps it'd be safe to say it's on the humorous side of things. As for whether or not good things are in store has yet to be seen; here's to hoping for the best!
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]HOT BLOODED WITH RIXON YOUNG
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To say the initial mission had gone terribly wrong would be quite the understatement in this situation: when a simple messenger's job ends in guns pointed at heads and knives on throats, it's hard to say otherwise! Rixon's been known to not be the most qualified of rebels, but when approached by a certain Mr. Strauss with an order to join up with the firing squad – and later a barrel pressed to his forehead! - he certainly proved to be more than “man” enough for the job. With so many death threats passed between the two, though, how long will it be before someone makes good on their word?
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]THREAD NAME WITH ENMA VETCH
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Ah, Valentine's Day. Ah, mandatory balls held in honor of such a gushy holiday (and definitely not to distract citizens from horrible disease spreading through the city). Most certainly not a day to be left alone without a date, and definitely not a day to be bleeding profusely and on the run from... well, goodness only knows who! Survival can only come through Enma's help, but when one is as deathly terrified of strangers as Nikki, can such a fear be overcome in order to live past Valentine's?
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]FOLSOM PRISON BLUES WITH AGNES POLLOCK
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]PENDING
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]UTOPIA IN MIND WITH EVERETT COLE
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stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]SIGNS SAY GO WITH ZERO VAYLINE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]PENDING
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]WISHFUL THINKING WITH ANNIE KELLER
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An encounter - an a brief one at that! - with the star-born child Annie begins with the purchase and loss of a little black box that we still don't know the contents of. Hoping to solidify his new friendship with Mary, Nikki goes out of his way to buy her a gift only to lose it in the massive market street crowd, unknowingly knocking it right into the bag of a teenage girl minding her own business. What with his rudeness, Nikki is quick to (accidentally) chase Annie off, but while the girl lost her peace, he retrieved what was taken from him. A win? Certainly doesn't feel that way!
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]GONNA BE A bitchin' SUMMER WITH CLOE PRICE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]SWIMMING WITH SHARKS WITH LUCIANO BONDONE & EVERETT COLE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]AS THE PICTURE BURNS WITH SISTER MARY
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]BLINDED WITH KONOHA WYNTERS
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]ALL I SEE IS DAMAGE WITH CLAUS WESTWOOD
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]INACTIVE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]LYING IN STATE WITH FLETCHER LOSCE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]PENDING
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]ON THE ROCKS WITH JASON ROYDE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]OWED
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]QUE SERA SERA WITH IVOR BYRNE
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stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]I NEVER CRY WITH AGNES POLLOCK
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stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]SUPERLATIVE WITH EVERETT COLE
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stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]BAD BLOOD WITH AGNES POLLOCK
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]MORNING COMES WITH AGNES POLLOCK
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
[attr="class","leapwiingrightname"]STANDARDS WITH EVERETT COLE
[attr="class","leapwiingrightblurb"]ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
stumbling around, i try to make my way through each of the dull phases of another meaningless day. to someone who as invisible to the world as me, it seems that simple things like love were just never meant to be. wi ing, wi ing: listening to the sound of swarms of mayflies mocking me, though they're nowhere to be found. bing, bing: i walk this ground. even when i'm stuck standing still, it spins around and around.
