8 word "X-Files" based game

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Mulder looked over Scully's shoulder into the sky.

[Heathansson]

The New Mexico starlight was dazzling as the

[Kruelaid]

strange lights faded in the distance. "I want

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you to check the autopsy report and determine

[Kruelaid]

if this man's penis was surgically enhanced," Mulder

[Heathansson]

said to Scully, staring at him with a

[Kruelaid]

look of animal desire. "And just who the

[Heathansson]

hell do you think could surgically enhance this,"

[Kruelaid]

she said as she hefted the inconceivably large

[Heathansson]

green, pulsating, rugose, multitentacled veritable dhole of a

[Mothman]

squid that had been lying on top of

[Tensor]

discarded tampons. "Why are we in the lady's

[flash_cxxi]

handbag anyway?" Scully gave Mulder a hand with

[Mothman]

his pent up sexual frustration, then returned to

[Tensor]

making eight times his salary. A bright light

[flash_cxxi]

went off over Mulder's head as he got

[Mothman]

the light switch to work. “Scully, what are

[Tensor]

those silky things women wear under their clothes?"

[Aberzombie]

"I'm not sure about other women, Mulder, but

[Mothman]

in my case, spiderwebs ... it's been a while

[Aberzombie]

since anyone decided I had enough talent to

[flash_cxxi]

go down on them, let alone screw them."

[Aberzombie]

Mulder could see this lack of attention had

[flash_cxxi]

left her feeling high and dry, probably from

[Aberzombie]

lack of exposure to anything or anyone who

[Mothman]

could do it for her. “C’mon Scully,” he

[flash_cxxi]

said, "let me show you how it's done."

[Aberzombie]

The Smoking Man chose this moment to reveal

[Mothman]

that he was giving up cigarettes in favour

[Patrick Curtin]

of Mentos. He hoped they would call him

[Mothman]

The Mentos Man from now on, and that

[Heathansson]

he could finally get published in Kobold Quarterly,

[Patrick Curtin]

with his "Tobaccos of Zobeck" article he'd written

[Heathansson]

in the sixties. He invented Dungeons and Dragons

[Mothman]

along with Gygax and Arneson as part of

[Heathansson]

a secret government think tank to outmaneuver the

[Patrick Curtin]

Soviets, whose attempt at RPGS, "Truncheons and Trotskyites"

[Kruelaid]

was doomed for failure because of it's combat

[Patrick Curtin]

rules which called for a Five Year Round

[Aberzombie]

Table discussion on Grappling and Spellcasting. "Comrades," said

[Tensor]

the smoking man, "Our attempt to use earth’s

[Mothman]

freaks and geeks as an analytical engine to

[Patrick Curtin]

spread International Worker Solidarity has not quite worked

[Tensor]

. So, let's all go take a sauna. Grab

[Jal Dorak]

your government issue Glock and come on in.

[Mothman]

“I don’t trust him Mulder,” whispered Scully. “Why

[Jal Dorak]

would he want us to bring our guns?"

[Mothman]

“It’s a guy thing Scully, you wouldn’t understand.

[Jal Dorak]

" he cooed as he stroked his Glock's barrel.

[Aberzombie]

Meanwhile, Mulder's long missing sister had finally shown