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[WP] It has been a year since your spouse mysteriously died. You are fidgeting with your wedding ring when a compartment opens and a note falls out. It starts, "My Love. If you are reading this, I must be dead..."

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[WP] The government has successfully created a replicable serum that grants super powers. However, they have deemed the role of super hero to be a public office; if you want to be a super hero, you must be successfully nominated in a public election.

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[WP] A freckle is the mark of a tainted soul; one for every person killed. You awake one morning to find two freckles on the back of your hand.

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[TT] You awake at the foot of an ash tree, missing an eye, hangman's noose around your neck and a broken tree limb at your side. The last thing you remember was nine days ago . . .

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[TT] Arthur is studying abroad in Greece, working on his Archealogy undergrad. While at a site in Delphi, the floor collapses beneath him. He finds himself in a deep chamber, atop a pile of bones. A skull leans forward and whispers in his ear, "Welcome back, King Arthur. You are much needed."

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
[WP] It has been a year since your spouse mysteriously died. You are fidgeting with your wedding ring when a compartment opens and a note falls out. It starts, "My Love. If you are reading this, I must be dead..."	2648
[WP] The government has successfully created a replicable serum that grants super powers. However, they have deemed the role of super hero to be a public office; if you want to be a super hero, you must be successfully nominated in a public election.	8
[WP] A freckle is the mark of a tainted soul; one for every person killed. You awake one morning to find two freckles on the back of your hand.	2
[TT] You awake at the foot of an ash tree, missing an eye, hangman's noose around your neck and a broken tree limb at your side. The last thing you remember was nine days ago . . .	2
[TT] Arthur is studying abroad in Greece, working on his Archealogy undergrad. While at a site in Delphi, the floor collapses beneath him. He finds himself in a deep chamber, atop a pile of bones. A skull leans forward and whispers in his ear, "Welcome back, King Arthur. You are much needed."	2