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			<title>Recon Plane</title>
			<description>An Excerpt. Characters are the grizzled soldier Victor, and the na&amp;iuml;ve native child Kihal. Includes the preliminary to the action sequence, as well as the aftermath.</description>
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			<title>Vision</title>
			<description>Rather then post more of my work on here, I'm posting this poem that summarizes the cumulation of the End-Black plot, both pre- and post-apocalypse, from Keshlovokia's point of view.</description>
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			<title>Epilogue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&amp;rsquo;s like falling. It scares you, makes you hurl in revulsion and fear and disgust; when faced with the idea of falling through the sky. But sometimes you&amp;rsquo;ll find yourself jumping anyways, despite ..</description>
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			<title>Day 035</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Keshlovokia found himself being shaken awoke by a pair of men dressed in dark turbans. &amp;ldquo;Come,&amp;rdquo; one stated as they dragged him out of his bed and to his feet. &amp;ldquo;What the hell do you want?&amp;rdquo..</description>
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			<title>Day 034</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not sure what to think anymore,&amp;rdquo; Jonathan confessed. &amp;ldquo;I feel lost, confused. I work here, and I do what is required, but I&amp;rsquo;m not moving forward. I don&amp;rsquo;t know why, but t..</description>
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			<title>Day 033</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The clouds were dark. It looked like it was going to rain as Jonathan stepped out of his F-150. Glancing at the sight, he sighed. &amp;ldquo;My first day off,&amp;rdquo; he began. &amp;ldquo;Of all the places I could choo..</description>
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			<title>Day 032</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been working hard so far,&amp;rdquo; Jonathan told the camera. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been trying those mental exercises you told me to do, but they don&amp;rsquo;t seem to be working to well. Yea, I know..</description>
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			<title>Day 031</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Welcome to Experimental Testing Facility Three, Keshlovokia,&amp;rdquo; the computer greeted him as he stepped inside the vaulted steel doors. Didn&amp;rsquo;t it used to call me Doctor? Jonathan asked himself...</description>
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			<title>Day 030</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Welcome to Experimental Testing Facility Three,&amp;rdquo; the high-pitched machine voice stated as Jonathan walked into the hall. Thirty days in, Jonathan told himself. We should be getting our first paych..</description>
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			<title>Day 028</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jonathan stepped out of the building and drew in the deep, cold air. &amp;ldquo;I always liked winter,&amp;rdquo; he said with a small smile. It&amp;rsquo;s the middle of September, Jonathan reminded himself. Winter&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<title>Day 025</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jonathan&amp;rsquo;s blue F-150 pulled into the parking lot, driving among the sporadic cars until it found a place between a jet-black hummer and a firetruck-red corvette. One of these days I need to get a better..</description>
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			<title>Day 023</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Day Twenty-three here at Experimental Testing Facility Three,&amp;rdquo; Keshlovokia muttered to the emotionless computer camera. &amp;ldquo;Work continues at a steady pace, assuming we&amp;rsquo;re going in a real..</description>
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			<title>Day 020</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jonathan pulled his truck into the facility parking lot, noting the usual ominous white construction vehicles parked in the unused area behind the facility&amp;rsquo;s &amp;lsquo;face building&amp;rsquo;. Still working, h..</description>
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			<title>Day 018</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The gas station minimart wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have been Jonathan&amp;rsquo;s first choice for food, but he wasn&amp;rsquo;t used to shopping for food to begin with. Potato chips, potato chips, cheese curl-thingies, nacho ch..</description>
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			<title>Day 016</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jonathan examined the nucleotides on the computer screen, thinking for a moment to himself. What is this thing again? He asked. Vulpes Vulpes? Jonathan took a drain on his coke bottle. No it&amp;rsquo;s not Vulpes..</description>
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			<title>Day 009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Welcome to Experimental Testing Facility Three,&amp;rdquo; the high-pitched machine voice greeted. &amp;ldquo;Proceed to enter.&amp;rdquo; Jonathan was already inside, walking forward at a brisk pace. He spotted Ga..</description>
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			<title>Day 000</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The drive up the mountain was steep. Rain poured against the windshield of the beaten F-150, oddly resembling that of gunfire bouncing off a brick wall. Easy, Jonathan, Keshlovokia reminded himself. You&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/572906/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Jonathan's conversation with the FDA. This is where everything begins.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/561190/</link>
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			<title>Jungle Heat</title>
			<description>An excerpt from Wolfpack; dealing with the Chimera's 'fiesty side'. I'm new at this so be sure to grill me if I make any mistakes related to Erotic writing. Don't like stuff like that then don't read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/556161/</link>
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			<title>Amazon Warfare</title>
			<description>Ryan and Sasha recruit the aid of a local truck driver and start hitting camps.</description>
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			<title>On The Hunt</title>
			<description>Team Ghost goes to South America on a survival assessment test.</description>
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			<title>A Reviewer's Remise</title>
			<description>This is prose, not true poetry. It came to me when reflecting on the reviews I give to so many people. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/547937/</link>
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			<title>Three Months Later</title>
			<description>Four months after Ryan has joined the ranks of Wolfpack as a (Fenris) Chimera . . .</description>
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			<title>Passing the Test</title>
			<description>Ryan and Catre go head-to-head; Ryan attempts to get his bar back.</description>
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			<title>Work to Do</title>
			<description>Ryan and Sasha wake up together. Tao Ming escapes; Team Ghost is deployed to fetch him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/540624/</link>
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			<title>A Perfect Night</title>
			<description>Ryan and Sasha get intimate (again). A little backhistory is thrown into the mix.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/538409/</link>
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			<title>History Lesson</title>
			<description>A small corner of the truth behind Wolfpack; and Dusk as a whole; is revealed. Another Chimera joins Wolfpack.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/537950/</link>
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			<title>Operation Orange (Chapter 2)</title>
			<description>black is the redone bit; grey is straight from the RPG. Written by APJ, Manticore 3, and me. Should be easy to tell which part I wrote ^_^</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/537781/</link>
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			<title>Confrontation</title>
			<description>Ryan finally confronts Kohl about the theft of his weight-lifting bar.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/537577/</link>
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			<title>Pack of Dogs</title>
			<description>Ryan gets Sexual. As a matter of fact, all that happens in this chapter is hot, sweaty sex.</description>
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			<title>Aftermath</title>
			<description>Ryan starts to see the consequences for his actions and the effect it has in his standing in the Pack. Also, Ryan earns the respect of Sasha.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/536348/</link>
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			<title>Ripples</title>
			<description>A little insight on what's happening behind the scenes in Hades . . .</description>
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			<title>Public Property</title>
			<description>Ryan is entrenched into the rules and social relations of Wolfpack chimeras; both sexual and otherwise. </description>
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			<title>Vacation</title>
			<description>Ryan goes on a cruise! Complete with food, activities, and a wake up call to the sexual side of Wolfpack.</description>
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			<title>Echoes</title>
			<description>Things are in motion . . .</description>
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			<title>Courage</title>
			<description>The aftermath of Crash; Ryan struggles to drag himself and Derek out of this mission alive.</description>
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			<title>Crash</title>
			<description>Ryan gets dragged out of bed by Sasha. The team travels to Caracas, where nothing seems to go as planned.</description>
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			<title>New Friends</title>
			<description>Ryan starts to move up in the Pack. Tensions begin to form as Ryan struggles between the Law of the Pack and old human morality. </description>
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			<title>My Father</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote to my dad after a heated arguement. Doubt this crap's worth reading but might as well put it up on Writerscafe since everybody seems to like the stuff so much . . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/531014/</link>
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			<title>Unlike the Rest</title>
			<description>Ryan gets to fixing things in Hades.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/528849/</link>
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			<title>Guacamole Air</title>
			<description>The conclusion to the mission that started in A La Slaughter. Ryan learns he's not a very good singer . . .</description>
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			<title>Waking Wolf</title>
			<description>Team Ghost and Banshee team up to keep Dusk Industries from suffering a deadly blow. Law actually gets out of the chopper and does some shooting of his own*</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/528847/</link>
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			<title>Turkey</title>
			<description>Ryan wakes up late; gains more insight on &quot;Pack Mentality&quot;. Somebody steals his Salad and Ryan learns who took his bar.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/527382/</link>
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			<title>Extraction</title>
			<description>Team Ghost and Banshee do a rescue mission together. Involves one of Dusk Industries' top assassins*</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/527379/</link>
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			<title>Proactive</title>
			<description>Ryan's bar gets stolen; Ryan finds away around it and learns a little more about Wolfpack; and himself.</description>
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			<title>Raising the Bar</title>
			<description>Ryan gets his new weightlifting bar.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/526525/</link>
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			<title>Teamwork</title>
			<description>Team Ghost liberates a C5 Galaxy carrying confidential cargo for the US military. Ryan generates some friction with Sasha. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/526045/</link>
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			<title>From the Ashes (Chapter 1)</title>
			<description>Originally written by Manticore 3, APJ, and WriterSki7. Rewritten completely by WriterSki7 to get the product you see here. Still far from done. </description>
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			<title>New World (Prologue)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Time is ephemeral; it flows in one direction, and once past it cannot be altered or changed. It is but one of many uncontrollable factors in our environment; and once gone, it can never be regained. Life is bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerski7/525632/</link>
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			<title>End-Black (Volume 1): Survival Force</title>
			<description>Omega Mavros
&quot;The End is Black&quot;</description>
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