Sylph Chapter 11
Sylph in “Metal Fatigue” with thanks, once again, to The Mole for giving me the inspiration for the title
by: stmercy2020
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{sss…click}
{sss…click}
{BZT! BZT! BZT!}
{puzhweeee-}
{vnn…}
“Miao?”
“Oh, no. Fatty!”
{Spak!...Krnch!}
“Uh oh…”
{Grab! brnk!}
{vnn—squeee!}
{p Sylph Chapter 11 by *stmercy2020
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“Ohhh…
“ow.”
{stretch}
{shriiip!}
{creak}
{snap, crack}
{THUD!}
Sylph opened her eyes and immediately squeezed them shut again. The light creeping in through the barely opened blinds seemed staggeringly bright.
“Told ya it wouldn’t hold,” came Kali Sylph, Chapter 10 by *stmercy2020
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{groan…}
{creak…}
“Sylph…!”
“Whups. Got it!”
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{Grab}
“Wait…”
{Tug…krnch!}
{Kssh!}
“You know, Sylph, the sign said push…,” Jen’s dry voice informed the hulking girl. Sylph stood there, red-faced, in the doorway to the student union, the bent and mangled aluminum door, sans glass, still held in her musc Sylph, Chapter 8 by *stmercy2020
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{huff-huff}
“Just one more, Joe!”
“hih… hih… hih…”
“Oh. my. God.”
“spot…
“spot…
“SPOT!”
Todd tore his eyes away from the impossible woman who was edging her way into the weight room long enough to grab Sylph, Chapter 6 by *stmercy2020
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{knock, knock, knock!}
“huh?”
{snrk}
“just a…{yawn!}…second!”
{THUD!}
“OW! stoopid, frakkin’, ratzen, ratzlefratch!”
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{knock, knock, knock}
“Whup!”
{bump…CRUNCH!}
“Shoot! Every time… Be right there!”
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{Cree-ee-eak…}
{Crash!}
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“Ow!”
{THUD…}
{tinkle…}
{CRASH!}
“Oh, no. Sorry, Daddy!”
Bill rounded the corner to discover his living room in shambles and his beautiful nineteen-year-old daughter, as usual, at the heart of it sucking on her left index finger. I love the girl, he thought, bu Sylph, Chapter 2 by *stmercy2020
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{Breet!! Breet!! Bree-CRASH!!}
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