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LiteratureRenegade: Chapter 1-2 Dr. Damien DragenMonday morning: On the campus of New Amsterdam University. Damien, in a sweater vest, walks on a cobblestone walkway towards the campus main building. His attention darting across the lawn as young students go about their business. Some sit, in groups, on the grass socializing. Others are studying deep in the books. Damien adjusts the strap of his bag and skips up the three steps to the science labs and research facility building entrance. As Damien, looking down at his smartphone, walks into a laboratory office, he is approached by a tall, heavyset man with curly brown hair. Greg: (With a big smile) Damien... Damien: (looks up from his phone) Good morning Doctor. Greg: Yeah, yeah... Look, good news. The new research assistant is arriving any minute now... Damien: Partner. Greg. Research partner. Greg: Yeah, yeah. She's coming here today Greg begins walking alongside Damien, keeping pace with him as they speak. Damien: Ah, yes. The British woman... What's her name...? Greg:Dragen story

LiteratureFantasy Saga: Hero / Act 1- Chapter- 2-Scene 5The grey and brown old city district of New Eden. Cobblestone sidewalks that have seen much better days. A two lane road that forks at the end. Small businesses and shops, built into the large old brick buildings, line the streets. A huge cathedral looms over all of this. The occasional car or delivery truck passes through. This is a relatively quiet area, especially this time of morning. Only about dozen pedestrians walk the street, about their own business. A far cry from the mad chaos of the city above. Tiran and Gamling walk, side-by-side, down the street. Gamling with his usual hurried, bouncing gait and Tiran, his trademark confident,Divine story

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LiteratureMetal Core: prologue The day we found out we weren't alone in this universe, was the day war changed, forever... On one fateful Autumn afternoon, we were attacked, not from above... It came from beneath the sea... Boom! A massive explosion wrecks a huge portion of a Metropolitan city block. Debris and vehicle remains rain from the sky. Vehicles are thrown from the source of destruction into the air. They crash into other vehicles, the ground and running people, crushing them. Masses of people flood the streets and run for their lives from the chaos. A moutainous figure, shrouded in a cloud of dust and smoke, looms over the fleeing crowds. As the masses flee, three combat jets fly, overhead, directly into the cloud of dust and chaos. The dust lights up with missile explosions. A damaged jet falls from the cloud and spins through the air. The flaming jet crashes into the street and explodes, killing Dozens in the fireball. Another jet crashes into a skyscraper andEx-Machina Story

LiteratureRenegade: Chapter 1- 1 : UninvitedEight p.m. A packed house party, the crowd mingles and socializes With one another. Frantic bass heavy dance music plays over the sound system. Everyone appears to be enjoying themselves. Various alcoholic beverages are served. Some party-goers are dancing. A large man in a purple suit dances as three women grind him. Another couple rocks intimately, foreheads pressed together. Others are either talking or drinking. A young very fit afro-latina woman in a tight party dress cuts through the crowd. The woman, in her very early twenties walks with porpose and is met by a female acquaintance in her path. Female acquaintence: Hey, Gianna, YouRenegade

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LiteratureDivinity- Act 1- ch 2- Part 5: Karen Lauren On a television screen, the graphics and music of a news program play. Red and blue characters and geometry swerve across a white background as triumphant music plays. The title reads: TONIGHT with Karen Lauren. The graphics separate as a camera swops into a news set. A beautiful blonde woman sits behind an elaborate desk. She wears a black blouse top with her ample cleavage on full display. She has a dead serious look on her face. As the theme music stops, she speaks. Good evening, Freeland. Tonight, we confront the real issues threatening the safety and freedom of our great nation... The news plays on a screen on the wall of a bar in the 'Spiced Angel' restaurant. Patron: Hey, turn it up! My future wife is on! You hear me! (looks around) Hey, Mia! Mia Hashwalt: Hold your horses, Walter. Mia, in an elaborate black and purple western saloon style gown, marches over to the counter points a remote at the screen and raises the volume. The patron adjust himself as heScraps