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    Shine 2: My Fair Shine (part 3)

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    A Whateley Academy Adventure

    Shine 2 - My Fair 'Shine

    Part 3

    by

    ElrodW

    Friday, September 12, 2007 - Very Late Evening
    Behind Kane Hall, Whateley Academy

    Years of dodging revenuers made Bobby Earl cautious by nature, and he circled the parking lot behind Kane Hall twice, looking for anything that seemed out of the ordinary. Ducked down in a row of juniper bushes, hidden from view, he glanced at his watch. He had a few minutes to go before he was supposed to meet Officer Mendez, and he wasn't about to take chances. Not when there was a still at risk.

    There was a slight rustle a dozen or so yards to his right, and he cautiously peered that direction, then looked around himself again. There! He spotted a shadow that seemed out of place against one of the cars, a shadow that hadn't been there only moments before. He looked more closely; the silhouette matched that of Officer Mendez. More surprisingly, the officer was looking his way.

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    The Garden of Good and Evil

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    A Whateley Academy Tale

    The Garden of Good and Evil

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    Joe Gunnarson

    Leaving flowers on your grave
    Show that I still care
    Black roses and Hail Marys
    I can't bring back, what's taken from me
    -Gone Away, Offspring

     

    Sunday, October 27, 2007

    “So yeah, Natalie Mahren has Diedricks. She’s also an Exemplar 1 with Energizer 1 traits.  Completely able to hang below the radar.” Dr Hewley looked at Carson. “Hell, even her Diedricks seems to manifest similarly to standard-issue histrionics if you don’t know what you’re looking for.”

    Carson sighed.  “All her life, and never knowing.  Is it treatable?”

    Hewley shook his head.  “No, not this variety, there’s no chemical that could regulate it.  Best she can do is hope someone can restrain her.”

    “Lovely.”  Carson gave him a dry look.  “Remind me to give Officer Mendez a raise.  Her arrival here could have gone much worse were it not for his fast thinking.”

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    All Hallows Ball

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    A Whateley Academy Adventure

    All Hallows' Ball

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    E. E. Nalley

    Prologue

    October 30th, 2007
    A Forgotten Lab, Whateley Academy Tunnel System

    Nimbus sat back and stretched as he over looked his handiwork. It had not been easy to find a way for a mechanical device to pull an avatar spirit from a host in a manner that sorcery could use. It was the fruit of decades of hard work, but now it was finally ready for testing. Soon, so very soon, it would be time, time for all the masks to fall away and put away all pretense. Then, the real work could begin.

    He turned and looked at the young woman on the other side of the device, frowning at the subject table and its restraints.

    This, of course, was merely a prototype for testing. Once refined, he would have no need of tables and restraints, after all, the entire purpose of the device was to speed up his collection of spirits, not slow it down. The girl was a college student with a particularly weak avatar spirit his rented henchmen from The Syndicate had kidnapped for him.

    A few drops of his special concoction into her drink he had provided had rendered her compliant enough to bring back here to his laboratory under the school. Now, combined with sorcery he could torment her mind, knowing that the thrall spell held her absolutely obedient, even as her mind would lurch and scream in horror, completely helpless.

    He had abused her for weeks, in every way a man could abuse a woman; breaking her spirit had only added to the pleasures of defiling her. He smiled, watching her eat the meager meal he had brought her, processed chemicals masquerading as food for these mutants and no one thought twice about why someone would buy food and take it to a lab.

    No one ever considered someone might have a hostage down here.

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    Dorms of Our Lives, Season 4 (Part 1)

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    A Second Generation Whateley Academy Tale

    Dorms of Our Lives

    By Wasamon, Souffle Girl, and Malagua

    with the assistance of the usual suspects

     

    Season 4, "A Picnic Outing"
    Part 1

     

    ––––Friday, Sept. 30, 2016, late evening
    ––Macarthur Price, a.k.a. "the idiot"

    While in the broadest sense Whateley Academy's campus rested upon a dense bedrock of New Hampshire granite, the reality was that much of the school's infrastructure was built upon, under, or around other parts of itself in a loopy, organic, and chaotic hodgepodge of architectural fiat that defeated all attempts to fully map its depths.  Sometimes it seemed that there were enough small apartment-styled hideyholes to equal one of the academy's actual dormitories.

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    Khali In Mourning

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    A Whateley Academy 2nd Generation Tale

    Khali In Mourning

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    E. E. Nalley

    With a wink to Bek!

    There'll come a day
    And youth will pass away
    What, what will they say about me?
    When the end comes, I know
    They'll say "just a gigolo", as
    Life goes on without me
    Louis Prima, Just a Gigolo

     

    October 10th, 2016
    Mental Health Offices, Doyle Medical Center

    People have always underestimated me.

    My whole life I have been looked at, evaluated, and never once given my due. My father thought I was a surrogate penis he could re-live his glory days through, my mom thought I was dangerous, still her son, but dangerous, maybe too dangerous to be out in public with 'normal' people. She never said so, but when you know what fear smells like, you can't ever not smell it.

    It doesn't matter how much perfume my mother wears, I know she is afraid of me.

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    Tears and Fears (Part 2)

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    A Whateley Academy Tale

    Tears And Fears

    By E. E. Nalley and ElrodW


     The wild dogs cry out in the night
    As they grow restless, longing for some solitary company
    I know that I must do what's right
    As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
    I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become...

    Toto, Africa

     

    Part Two

    August 4th, 2009
    The Hilton Orbital Casino and Hotel

    There was a significant benefit to having Kayda as a team-member and friend, Lanie said to herself for perhaps the ten-thousandth time. She padded through the open isolation door, following one of Viridian's many patrols or work teams, yet she was masked completely by Kayda's ghost-walking charm. All she had to do was to time her movements so there no strangely opening and closing doors, and to avoid making overt noises. Of course, the background noise of the station really helped conceal the sounds of her footsteps, too.

    Ahead of the tall redhead, a trio of henchmen strode casually, one holding and studying a tablet computer, while the other two talked about a soccer match that they had seen recently. They were on the B-level, just one level 'down' or perhaps 'out' was a better description from the central core, a level which appeared to have been taken over by the villain and his men. Apart from regular patrols, the henchmen scurried about like ants, busily working on Viridian's plans, whatever they might be, and there seemed to be some important time deadline. Lanie decided to discretely follow them, her eye on the tablet computer the first man was carrying. Carmen had informed Lanie that Viridian's men were using a separate network from both the Hilton operations network and the guest network.

    Lanie was trying desperately to work out a way to get her hands on that tablet.

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    Mischief 3: The Remedy for Mischief

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    Mischief 3: The Remedy for Mischief

    By Morpheus

    Manhattan NY, Saturday morning, Nov 23rd, 2007

    “This looks awesome,” Melissa exclaimed as she looked over the breakfast table and all the food that was set out on it.

    There were crepes with strawberries and whipped cream, which Melissa absolutely loved. Of course, there was also scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage, not to mention the sliced cantaloupe or the blueberries. Of course, there was way more food than she could ever eat, but that wasn’t the point. Melissa was home for the Thanksgiving weekend, and her dad was taking advantage of the opportunity to show off a little.

    “It looks good, Ryan,” Aunt Brandy said from the side.

    Melissa looked to her aunt, who was dressed all casually. She was wearing a T shirt with Nirvana written across the front. Melissa knew that this was one of those super old bands, like Mozart or the Beetles, which were around way before she was born.

    “Is Imp gonna have breakfast with us?” Melissa asked, looking towards the door expectantly.

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    Fred 1: Meet the Fredsons

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    Chronicles of Fred, Part 1

    Meet the Fredsons

    by Kettlekorn

    Chapter 1: Emergence

    October 18th, 2007

    It’s a Thursday evening like any other in the small town of Vinita, Oklahoma. Fred is standing in line at the Walmart buying milk so he can cook some off-brand mac ‘n cheese for his two kids. Used to be Wilma would cook, and boy did she cook, but she’s been dead for more than eight years now. The kids aren’t suffering from malnutrition yet, so Fred figures he’s doing something right.

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    Tears and Fears (Part 1)

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    A Whateley Academy Tale

    Tears And Fears

    By

    E.E. Nalley and ElrodW

     

    Tears and fears and feeling proud
    To say "I love you" right out loud
    Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
    I've looked at life that way

    But now old friends are acting strange
    They shake their heads, they say I've changed
    Well something's lost, but something's gained
    In living ev'ry day...

    Frank Sinatra, Both Sides, Now

    Part One

     

    August 4th, 2009
    The Hilton Orbital Hotel And Casino

    The Native American girl, cocooned in a bulky space suit, rested in the acceleration couch in the open-framed, efficient space cutter, her eyes half-closed, her last conversation with her cohorts playing through her mind. "We'll join you in a few days," the gorgeous blond had said reassuringly at the airlock of the small command ship orbiting the Earth, "as soon as we finish up this last exercise." Except for the clear helmets, and various color markings in the pressure suits, it would have been impossible to tell Tansy from the other girl, Lanie, inside the small, cramped spaceship. For that matter, it would have been difficult to pick out Lord Paramount in his P-suit had it not been for the gold and red Wallachia coat-of-arms on his shoulders and his chest pack.

    "Just one more exercise," Lord Paramount promised the girls. "And Shaman," he turned toward Kayda, even though the suit radios made such a gesture made it irrelevant, "please convey my apologies to your parents for keeping you a few days longer than expected."

    "I appreciate you intervening with Dr. Diabolik to even get the time," Kayda replied to the ruler of Wallachia. "Lucky for me you came up to observe."

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    Shenanigans

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    Shenanigans

    By Morpheus

    Crystal Hall, Friday afternoon, Nov 16th, 2007

    “So, what are you working on this time?” Alyss asked.

    Amy Maguire took a bite from her dinner, then glanced over at the notebook beside her. She’d been doodling a little while she ate, which she frequently did when she had ideas she was working on.

    “I was just thinking about different ways to weaponize my spheres,” Amy answered once she’d finished swallowing. “It’s been three weeks since Exquisite and her friends pulled anything serious, and I want to be ready for them the next time they do.”

    “Are you sure they’re going to cause more problems?” Sapphire asked, giving Amy a curious look.

    Amy considered this for a moment. Of course, she had no doubt that the other students would target them again. On Halloween, their two groups had come to some serious blows, and she’d been certain ever since that this was going to happen again.

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