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Zeitpunkt              Nutzer    Delta   Tröts        TNR     Titel                     Version  maxTL
Sa 27.07.2024 00:00:08    51.927     +47    2.228.252    42,9 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Fr 26.07.2024 00:00:02    51.880     +46    2.224.342    42,9 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Do 25.07.2024 00:00:05    51.834     +49    2.220.915    42,8 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Mi 24.07.2024 00:03:03    51.785     +43    2.217.217    42,8 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Di 23.07.2024 00:00:29    51.742     +49    2.213.035    42,8 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Mo 22.07.2024 00:00:32    51.693     +27    2.209.656    42,7 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
So 21.07.2024 00:01:00    51.666     +39    2.206.038    42,7 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Sa 20.07.2024 00:00:00    51.627     +15    2.202.571    42,7 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Fr 19.07.2024 13:57:34    51.612     +74    2.201.079    42,6 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337
Do 18.07.2024 00:02:08    51.538       0    2.196.543    42,6 Vivaldi Social            4.2.10   1.337

Sa 27.07.2024 02:18

July 26: Share a snippet of a favourite scene in your WIP.

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And there Eris stood, atop the Grand Stairway – looking all the world like the most incredibly beautiful Goddess anybeing could ever hope to see. Her face made her look damned near Angelic, she’s so pretty. Except, the way the rest of her is shaped kinda prevents anybeing from having anything but the most carnal/lustful thoughts in mind while viewing her.

Eris's gown spoke thunderous, elaborate volumes about just how sexy she is.

"Tch!" a voice behind me grumbled loudly enough for half the hall to hear, "One of the Truly Ancients, and she dresses like a harlot!"

I all but screamed "NEVER speak about my daughter's mother like that again!" I wheeled about and punched the trash-talker in the chin with everything I had.

...the punch caught him completely off guard, knocked him onto his heels, and laid him out flat on his back, unconscious.

Everything came to a sudden stop. The Immortals looked bewildered. Some of them looked terrified, as if their entire view of reality had just shattered and scattered to the wind, never to be seen again. They looked from the prone figure on the ground, to me; then to the guy laid out on the ground, then to me…

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