A backwater bunch of students wedge between highRivalry as they go in pursuit of contraband come~Oddities: exciting Slot"Chordized life forms & gradually coaxing Options to redesign their own nature. Part of them already genetically spliced /-\ including Pyramis, who has been disinte'Greated by whiir'pool among his father's museum archives, covertly intercepted by the SILPH~fibers who speak of magnifying resources via rich*jeWells, while M%Arched by the Cyber*coping for hybrid#Tat Renaissance.

Microscopic geometries glisten at him, boiling under the skin; if any want Influence, they'll have to Filter bait, then Etch new templates over core Foundations. And it's bombs away with Buccaneer bartering that coincide with Rubecca, half of town Legends, witch no one can quickly Peg what she's romped out of her cottage over - but she's Giant'vanced enough to have charmed an insect nest into a G'@stral beacon. Wait, that's merely a parcel-truth among the Maternity: even they don't foresee what new~Wave machinations come stirring behind mentors & flooding between Pir@sitic bOOty.

Gestures & genders begin to hanggg questionably about who Guards what (*costumes & hostages doth ripple..).);  promi'Sealing tremendous tHornZ as the seekers strive to polish crystals to cutting-edge circuits & harvest the Abodes of neck'tar W^ere fore-shaken i./Deals must restruct'Shore preconceptions ~ + Even if they're monitored around the clock for honesty, the crew won't remain earthbound Fur-long once they understand t@tts & perMute~Ability...

Valkyrie ShoWerres vs. The decoy Lend$'

Six of us pooled out on soggy ground, & began to approach the drippy aura of unpredictable Druids. The Blondies paraded toward the head, around either end of the Scepter, Dave with a Crisp blue chemical TARt-Farter. Pheo harnessed the *Tele'Phission* Egg & an UZI. I marched only with subtle Solar Lamp. Rovo's freeze Ray comforted me the most, & Trent hunkered behind his form. But the slimy SILPHs seemed much larger now, & shimmering with muscle. Maybe it was just the Antlers, but Ms. Peacock was a bit disparaging to Rovo's shoulders. The moths themselves spread big as Tortillas. The speckled canine had to be breathing over 7 feet tall, looming like Kilimanjaro above the Serengeti trees. The quills on the Centaur were lain like syringes! The smells were oily, blunt, among wafts of... pineapple pizza? 


The Appetite of Creedos