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Double Date with The Muppets. Top Story - September 2022.
Kermit the Frog detested Tiktok because people do silly things like cooking chicken in cough syrup. The current trend was double dates with strangers. The Jim Henson Company had picked up on this. He hoped by now that he would be swimming in the Bahamas. However, his agent had other plans. He was sworn in to do a skint of videos. If it wasn’t for his dearly beloved Miss Piggy, he would have retired from the show business years ago.
By Chloe Gilholy3 years ago in Geeks
Passing the Torch Arc Two (Volume 1)
Picking up the weapon in awe as to what was just witnessed when in a split second, the bamboo part of the sword broke off and collapsed in a brittle decay. Holding only the handle I felt an energy of great power rushing through my body. The yellowish aura glared once more as a distinctive marking covered my forearm and allowed me to understand something I hadn’t taken into consideration yet. Making it out alive from the Kaiju’s destruction I very well may be the last of my Clan now. The Shira Clan of the Flame Village must live on through me from here on out.
By LUiS Wrote THiS UNiVERSE3 years ago in Geeks
Passing the Torch Arc One (Volume 3)
Picking up the weapon in awe as to what was just witnessed when in a split second, the bamboo part of the sword broke off and collapsed in a brittle decay. Holding only the handle I felt an energy of great power rushing through my body. The yellowish aura glared once more as a distinctive marking covered my forearm and allowed me to understand something I hadn’t taken into consideration yet. Making it out alive from the Kaiju’s destruction I very well may be the last of my Clan now. The Shira Clan of the Flame Village must live on through me from here on out.
By LUiS Wrote THiS UNiVERSE3 years ago in Geeks
Passing the Torch Arc One (Volume 2)
My grandfather's story raced through my mind.... The Shira Clan's eternal thoughts rewinded in my soul. The burning yern vowed to fight to the death. I'll figure something out one day. The wrapped sword sat quiet on my cot as my grandfather departed my house, tears running over his cheeks. There was a storm approaching, and I could feel the temperature in the air changing as I approached the weapon. As I unraveled what I thought was a skillfully crafted Samurai sword, it turned out to be nothing more than a bamboo training weapon my grandfather dubbed the Maninaro blade of the Unknown Fire Family.
By LUiS Wrote THiS UNiVERSE3 years ago in Geeks












