Oneshot's tale: Meeting new faces and remembering the old (rough copy)
I swung the gun to the right and hit the next one and the next. the clip ran dry and i racked back the charging handle before ejecting the spent clip and slapping an new one in its place in under a second.
MoonDust, Chapter 29
That clipped military tone didn't belong to anyone they'd left at borda. already slowing, louie stopped dead, throwing everyone against their restraints. william leaned forward and hit a button.
The Gates of Hell I- Reunion
As the supply convoy pulled up to stop a rather harassed fox in a blue jumpsuit and high-visibility vest with a clip board clasped in one paw, ran up to the command vehicle, waving his free paw to grab huttser's attention.
Not So Retired Any More VII
Arlen kept shooting, rapidly running out of rounds in his third clip. he drew his pistol, firing that next, not having time to reload as his friends moved.
Company of Travel (Otherwise Untitled)
#164 of short stories detective clip, jackalope of the law, converses with some vacationers. ~ detective clip slide across the rumbling floor of the dining hall, the passenger ship well underway towards the major hub world.
Showing them Up
I shook my head in amusement, hoisting my coat up off the ground and around my shoulders, quickly clipping and velcroing it together. the self containded breathing aparatus followed, tossing it around my shoulders and clipping it all in.
A Realm Divided Act 1/Episode 1
One of his sergeants walked up to him, the kangaroo like alien had his helmet clipped at his side and his rifle attached to his backside. "orders, sir?" the macrial asked.
Burdens
Both aliens were tossed to the ground by the larger human shock trooper's bulk and he emptied the remainder of his clip into one of them.
Krystal and Chase: Stone Ghost p2
A full clip already inserted and three more clips on her side along with a frag grenade and her pistol. "alright, ready." krystal said. chase nodded and looked to lt. storm, who gave him a 'ready-for-anything' look back.
Mail Drop Temple (Otherwise Untitled)
#155 of short stories detective clip, jackalope of the law, tries to figure out where contraband is being shipped to.
The End Won't Faze Me -Chapter 1- Better Safe Than Sorry
As i slid the next clip in i ran to the knocked over shelves and dashed towards him. as i got closer i jumped as high as i could, my hand reaching for a low-hanging light.
Life by the Page 7
He had let his claws grow long and sharp for a while as he tended to forget about clipping them. it never really bothered him having long claws anyway. he scratched his fuzzy chest and yawned as he passed his hand under the water again.