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By: Booyor

Booyor — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 22:24:53 +0000

The sword, hand-crafted by the unbathed smithys of New Amsterwheel, had been passed down from generation to generation by the first-born were-fowl hunters since the days of…

By: sidewalk driver

sidewalk driver — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 23:35:37 +0000

“Son, nevah stand too close to a transforming were-fowl.”

Miles wiped his face on his sleeve and pulled his sword out of it’s scabbard.

By: Laurel T.

Laurel T. — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 22:35:11 +0000

Chinese water torture and watching reality television! The were-turkey let out a sinister cluck, and Mr. Standoffish was thrown on to is back by the stench of death and fowl excrement. As light was beaming round the monster, and Mr Standoffish remembered something his wise, turkey-wrangler grandfather had once told him…

By: Booyor

Booyor — Fri, 28 Nov 2008 16:26:37 +0000

Intrigued by the fact that each of its bones, each of its sinews were stretching, pulling, exploding into its altered form. Those that have survived a were-turkey’s transformation have described it as a cross between…

By: Laurel T.

Laurel T. — Thu, 27 Nov 2008 06:43:26 +0000

With resonating clucks, the monster pursued our hero over the river and through the woods, down past his grandmother’s house, until they came to a clearing. Mr Standoffish threatened “D-d-don’t come near me, you here?! I kn-n-now how to vanquish a beast of your sorts!” The were-fowl cocked it’s head as if intrigued…

By: Mike

Mike — Thu, 27 Nov 2008 05:32:16 +0000

…death. The were-turkey knew its fate. And that’s why he decided to take it out on Mr. Standoffish.

By: Booyor

Booyor — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:55:44 +0000

The were-turkey wobbled out of the forest, ready for some gobbling.

It gave an odor some describe as…

By: Laurel T.

Laurel T. — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 21:31:15 +0000

It was the dreaded were-turkey!