Seperated by fate.
Dante was the writer and main artist for the somewhat popular book series outward heart. he had to pump out new chapters for market alternating by month: new florence, neon tokyo, then olde victoria city.
Buzzness...
Never-ending disagreement with time & joy a fight for what i feel is right i've had since i was a boy common ground lost in the blink of an eye, leaving only hesitation & doubt with who, what, where, & why to the bone, i feel at times, alone, itching my heart to pump
Kaiju ga Gotoku 4.5 - The Deadliest Game
Striding forth into the ring as a pumping beat filled the room, the walrus flexed as the audience went wild throwing their hands in the air.
Guro Challenge #27: Extra Limbs
She goes to the kitchen to use the pump, and before she opens the door she hears muffled noises. she opens the door and drops the beaker.
A Dragon's Tale-Chapter 7-Kiddnapped
There were pumped up dragons,some much bigger than me,trying to break the cages,but going no where. "your lucky,"a voice came from above us,they wolund't let me keep my family".
The Darwin Chronicles: Introduction
In jaffah's room, ali shrieked as her alone time was interrupted by the sudden burst of frigid water being pumped into the shower.
The Draconian Story: Chapter 16
But, he couldn't stop being pumped when seeing the new recruits practicing their weapon of choice, though he managed to reach orozco (which was only at the next training post).
The Draconian Story: Chapter 1
Bestreid was very fast in pumping his gun. he could shot and pump like as if they were toys and it made the shooting speed increased rapidly (richard didn't know anything about shotguns).
That Special Bond
"hang on, i'll start up the pump!" lilly jumped up from her seat, terrified. "you mean the experimental one?! we're falling!" "take it easy, otter," scott growled, "i've done this before."
The Loraine Files - Washington State #2
The pump was pushing eight units of morphine into my i.v. already. the pump could be set no higher and yet pain was still present?
The Machine
Gear teeth grind, pistons pump, the oil and grease drip, the hot iron dumps. the mold presses down, it forms small metal chunks, which the hammers pound flat, they keep swinging, down, down, down.
Poem #28: Rejection
Pain pumps through my body blood rushes my ears thump-thump thump-thump in my head losing control emotions welling over over to sickness hurl my insecurity proceed to grief anger, obsession, love what to believe?