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The Testing Phase

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-One unlucky man wakes up to find himself in the worst testing environment since Aperture Science-

Groggy and uncomfortable, John awoke. This was a mistake, as the fierce glare of the fluorescent lights above him burned into his retinas, making him instinctively roll to his side and tightly shut his eyes. The after image remained, as did the dull pain, and in his half-awake daze he swore never to open them again.

Naturally, it was a promise he couldn’t keep. You can’t just lay around on the floor all day, especially when the floor in question is hard, cold – and as it dawned on John once he had become more wakeful – not his usual sleeping arrangement. Coming to the conclusion that he’d passed out in the kitchen after a night of drinking, he slowly opened his eyes once more, taking great care to shield them from the blinding light with his arm.

Squinting and still hazy with sleep, he sat up and assessed the room around him, slowly adjusting to the light. Both the walls and floor in this tiny room were grimy and worn, as if the place was abandoned long ago. That ruled out the kitchen then, this place was far too clean.

Still unsure of his whereabouts, he staggered to his feet, becoming increasingly aware that something was very wrong. Maybe it was the old television monitor and camera fixed to the wall, maybe it was the strange machine sitting and humming ominously in the centre of the room…

Or maybe it was that the only door to this windowless place was a closed steel shutter.

“HELLO!?” He called out, faintly hoping this was some sort of prank. He was new to his job and for all he knew this office could have some really advanced hazing traditions. “IS ANYONE THERE!?”

The ancient monitor burst into life. A pretty, yet emotionless pale face filled the screen. It stared impassively at John with red, slightly glowing eyes. It’s mouth opened mechanically and began to talk in a distorted growl:

“Hello, John. I want to play a game.”

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A Connecticut Yankee… Pages 86-100

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More! More drama, more violence, more smut, more references, more singing, more traveling, more profanity and so much more! Bonus: Rudolf Origin story! It may just be better than that crappy Wolverine one. Because your Uncle Bono loves you all. Kinda… Not really but anyway click the story.

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A Connecticut Yankee… Pages 71-85

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A long crazy chapter of a Connecticut Yankee… Lots of things plus a couple of Easter eggs in this chapter folks so be ready.

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Home Improver Stories: June’s Revenge

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The long awaited ending to the first season of the Home Improver series. As June exacts her revenge, what will the cost be to our heroines?

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The Flute, The Dancer, The Temple

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Set in a world roughly, if vaguely, answering to the MGE universe. An eastward-bound trading caravan stops over for some days in a coastal town, and one merchant’s young assistant has a literally life-changing encounter with one of the residents – an apsara, a Mamono priestess of the goddess of love, who offers him a purpose beyond his wildest dreams.

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