70 - The Good, the Bad, and the Dried Up
The only important things are maybe a few old pieces for antique collectors. hardly anything to have a bunch of dwarves dig up the place for.' the dwarf's face turned red and she gripped her spade. 'the artefact is not junk!
Ghost 2 Index
Out, collector of moth-larva. mange-ridden, harbinger of fleas... and dare not return, until your words be sweeter." - excerpt from a common stage-play.
Life in the Apocalypse Origins: Kyla
Chapman saying he was a gun collector at one point, and in one day it's clearly gone from being a hobby to being a godsend. i shouted to get their attention. "steve! linda! wait for us!"
Making an Ass
I really didn't need a pony harness, as i didn't have a pony, and david didn't have a horse to use the brushes he purchased on, but we were both 'horse junk' collectors.
Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter Three.
There are avid collectors all over, online. i just did the table and chairs for the set." pedro pointed out. "un memento," he paused once more to get up and grab something else.
The Book of Warlock 5. What follows.
Other magic users will see him as a threat to dispatch, and collectors will see him as a prize to harvest. he may as well be a dragon himself, at this point. he's a wanted man, er, aardvark, is what i'm saying." then the peace was broken.
Epilogues
And on this scene coming up, i was holding the collector mike to pick up wanda." cindy's ears flicked multiple times and her head tilted as she smiled at him. "wow, that's... awesome!" she put her arms around him to give him a kiss on the cheek.
Sutopia, Ch 16
None of those countries exist so their currency is more a matter of being a collector's item.
Reunion: Chapter 21
There were stories of how he would pick off the grotesque collectors, an amalgamation of twisted flesh that the ai had created out of their victims to do their bidding, from blocks away. crane could have left easily.
Shadow Of A Doubt - Ch. 13 - Fly Baby, Fly!
All the shadows around me disappeared, as a jet-black stream of electricity homed in on the energy-collector from my arms. after a few seconds of 'charging' it up.
Passing the Flame - a Wolfie Steel short story
“someone on the inside is intentionally making flawed coins, then smuggling them out to sell to unsuspecting collectors.” “someone is doing exactly that,” the agent says, looking at me incredulously. “congratulations.
The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 12)
Thought you were one of those scum bastard collectors after my sacred crystal collection.” \>she squints and draws her blade again \>”you’re not, right? you haven’t been talking to anyone on any sacred crystal forums?” “n-no?”