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The ninjas they appeared
Stripped her of her clothing
They did
and even stole her underwear
They did
But they did leave
Her a nice pair of lingerie
They Did.
~The Ghetto Ninja~
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I know it's a little late but...I was hoping you'd still like it.
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Take my hand, I'll take your heart. Let's run away together and never let them find us. I promise I'll stay at your side for as long as we both live. We'll run from the envious eyes of others and bask in each others love for all of eternity. &3
~ The charmer
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You hear a giggle, and suddenly a girl with green skin falls onto your lap at the party, Hey sup? she purrs ,I was jus lookn fer something... she giggled, somewhat stuck on your lap.
So she gives up and just lays there fore a moment before rolling off and returning to the party.
She left a box behind, and before you can tell her, shes gone. You look, and its addressed to you.
Mistletoe
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As you party with your fellow gaians, you hear someone muttering to themselves behind you. Turning, you see a young woman with black and gold hair looking none to pleased.
&'Go after this target!' she says... 'It will be easy!' she says... She never mentioned the target would be wandering around some huge party...&, she continues to mutter darkly.
She turns, notices you watching her, and freezes. Her red eyes glance around uneasily, gold pupils glowing slightly with said unease. Walking towards you, she suddenly thrusts a red box into your hands and hurries away, vanishing into the crowds. You examine the box and notice a note tucked under the white ribbon:
Target number fifty-one&
Never got to see the sun&
Target number fifty-three&
Did not have the sense to flee&
Target number fifty-five&
Tested the flames and did not survive&
Target number sixty-two&
That number belongs to you&
You want to live? Don&t hold your breath&
This isn't life, it&s living death&
But do not fear, we&re most humane&
One quick cut and you'll never scream again&
-Bittersweet
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Satin, bows, ruffles, and lace,
They're all so pretty and compliment your shape,
Of course nothing compares to the beauty of your face,
But never mind all that, let's get those clothes off!
~Sly
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