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[WP] These devils will count thrice their failings in knocking on MY door.

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[WP] You walk out on your life, pockets empty. You don a mask of your design and you never take it off again. Who do you become?

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[WP] Not only was he not the real Santa, he wasn't even the man the mall had prescreened and hired.

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[WP] For one day, all the people on earth freeze in place, solid as stone, and every statue and sculpture comes to life, free to wander, socialize, seek revenge, etc.

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[WP] There it was again, the 'shave and a haircut' knock at the the door. The door Dad had torn off its hinges and thrown onto the lawn only an hour before.

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[WP] The nicest, well-dressed and sweet mannered fellow is trying very, very hard to kill you at every turn.

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[WP] Eons forward, the purpose of life is to construct the next universe before yours collapses. A truly random selection is made to determine who shall reign as 'god' in this next reality. Your name has come up.

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[WP] There is a super human. Flight, super strength, pyrokinesis, the full package. However, they are still mortal and vulnerable, and whoever kills them, even accidentally, gains these powers, as well as all of their memories.

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[WP] He is the last arch-magi sorcerer, millennia old and wiser still by eons, baring the power of all reality at his fingertips. Also, he sells drugs.

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[WP] You've contracted a horrendous virus, but along with the coughing, aches and fever you receive the last 48 hours of vivid memory from its previous host, as will anyone you infect.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
[WP] These devils will count thrice their failings in knocking on MY door.	5
[WP] You walk out on your life, pockets empty. You don a mask of your design and you never take it off again. Who do you become?	5
[WP] Not only was he not the real Santa, he wasn't even the man the mall had prescreened and hired.	5
[WP] For one day, all the people on earth freeze in place, solid as stone, and every statue and sculpture comes to life, free to wander, socialize, seek revenge, etc.	5
[WP] There it was again, the 'shave and a haircut' knock at the the door. The door Dad had torn off its hinges and thrown onto the lawn only an hour before.	5
[WP] The nicest, well-dressed and sweet mannered fellow is trying very, very hard to kill you at every turn.	5
[WP] Eons forward, the purpose of life is to construct the next universe before yours collapses. A truly random selection is made to determine who shall reign as 'god' in this next reality. Your name has come up.	5
[WP] There is a super human. Flight, super strength, pyrokinesis, the full package. However, they are still mortal and vulnerable, and whoever kills them, even accidentally, gains these powers, as well as all of their memories.	5
[WP] He is the last arch-magi sorcerer, millennia old and wiser still by eons, baring the power of all reality at his fingertips. Also, he sells drugs.	5
[WP] You've contracted a horrendous virus, but along with the coughing, aches and fever you receive the last 48 hours of vivid memory from its previous host, as will anyone you infect.	4