Me, Myself, And I. My Fursona.
fabrication. bringing "ancient" and antique machinery back from the dead. normal clothing: black tee shirt because they are cheap and hide oil stains. "blue" jeans. simple leather belt. multitool. boots with laces tucked in. other clothing.
Friend
Felt so right after i threw out the coal so i got out a birthday gift to see if it can lift me out of my drift i always would find myself glancing at my reflection wishing i had at least made a decision stop the fission forever now it seems to fold the fabric
Origin
It hangs upon the starry fabric for a long time, but eventually its wait comes to an end. foreign energy from a foreign place marks its surface, and a countless number of visitors are shunted onto its smooth and formless ground.
Paperwork (Otherwise Untitled)
For his own sight, he could discern the plain shoes and heavy fabric of a casual robe as she slid a plastic card down between the gaps in the net. ~ "we issued you this, last time you visited.
CYOA Forgotten notes, part two
He scearch under the fabrics and found it. 'dad's calling.': say the screen. carl pick up. 'carl? are you there?': ask the lovely voice of his death worried. 'yeah.': say carl. 'what's wrong boy? why aren't you back yet? and what's with you voice?'
Science Fiction Short #1
The interior of the starship reflects the pride of its fabricator, the hallways glimmer with their sterilization-shining solution, free of any xeno-pathogens that could bring about devastation to entire planets if they were to escape from their native environments
Love between two species.
He pressed the tip gently to her side, moving the blade across her stonach slowly, cutting through the fabric... \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ ok.
Chapter 2: The College Life
Scia looks at her green dress flowing beneath her, watching her knees hit the fabric and then sink back into the fabric as she walking, keeping her head down. scia slowly, hesitantly, walks into her first professor's classroom.
VIctories
The fabric easily covered up the scars and old battle wounds, until she could tie one hand in place and start in on the other.
Dog Boy - Chapter 4
While the others were away from me, i reached down the back of my shorts, and felt for the bunched up fabric that was making everything feel weird. no... it wasn't bunched up fabric. there was some weird lump right at the tip of my tailbone. "hey matt!"
Christine Ch 4
She even worked with a dyer in the district to allow them to bring in raw white fabric in bulk, which they would then color as needed.
Fighting for Faith; Before.
His parachute began to descend quickly, a bit more than he had hoped it would, and when he looked up, he saw the rent in the nylon fabric, which was starting to widen.