HOW TO BECOME THE GREATEST EVIL ROBOT EVER
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THE DARK STILETTO
December 13, 2014
You peg the guy for a creep right off, but when he tosses 500 green on the table, you figure he’s not so bad after all. ‘It’s my wife Brigitte, Mr. Barlow. I want her followed. I got to know where she goes,’ says the not so bad creep. ‘She’s going to be at this […]
THE BEST EVIL ROBOT EVER KWIZ
January 16, 2014
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Brigitte Helm, when in character as the best evil robot ever in the silent movie Metropolis, thought about: a. sweet, sweet revenge. b. what she would do to a chocolate cake if she had the billion marks to buy one. c. entering a nunnery and what she would do to the sisters therein. d. bare […]
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jade. The pool rippled a sigh. Down the mountain through impenetrable forests, the cook descended to the dungeon and shoved a platter of rind scrapings through the bars at the cruel king. In the Great Hall above,
breakfast of meat slabs and cheese between two torn hunks of bread. The drudge had no name, but secretly called herself Anne Marie. The green imp nodded, thinking. Yes, it shall be so. Anne Marie shall rule. The imp reached a green hand out over the pool of broken blue green
Otherwise, he posed motionless. Down the mountain through impenetrable forests, dawn found the castle and all but one of its inhabitants sleeping soundly. In the kitchen, a drudge sang to herself while hurrying to ready all items needed for the cook to supply the cruel king his
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