Legend of Tory Adore 5: The Plural of Possum

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Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?


"The time has come," Tory said, "to speak of manly things. First, I want to return the unicorn horn you left at my place back in '78. Here."

Connie took it graciously, smiling bitterly. "My point exactly," he intoned. "But what's yours, Tory?"

I'll have the roast turkey club.

Even narrators get hungry. I'll use the club to bash detractors as they appear.

"Look, Con, I love you, you know that. I always will, I reckon. But this has to end."

Sure enough, the song ended, to be replaced by "Hey, Juke" on the judebox.

"Now. Since my name's on the legend, it's only fair you get first pick of posse members for this trick," Tory pressed on. After a few seconds, she pressed off and retrieved her instant latte. Better latte than never, after all.

"What are the stakes, then, Tory?" Constantine wanted to know.

"They're for my tent, but that's not important right now," came her response.

"Here, have some fresh parmesan," the waiter grated. "It's on the house."

Pips spat. "I'm not falling for that one again," he muttered.


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I feel proud of my "Dark Tower" ref in this, just wanted to say.

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