Rebuilding fences with wheels
As the bipedal changeling with pitch black fur, dark cerulean hair like his superior's, and yes even that signature crooked horn on an equinid snout, sat there, he fondly remembered the good times, despite the sparingly few number of them he had over
Cavernous Storybook CH9: The Game Of Fame
_" she squeaked, falling asleep again and clutching her tum-tum as she curled back up into her signature furball shape and snoozed, with an ever-so-cute little snot bubble sticking out of her nose. "_ne ne ne ne ne ne ne ne ne!
College Years
I felt my own anger and indignation flare up, though instead of saying something, i gave one of my signature glares. it worked; his eyes grew wide, and he quickly averted his eyes to the ground. but instead of maintaining the look, i smiled.
The Art of Caring for Horns
"they do sit on your head, but they also distinguish you - it is your signature, your legacy, and your most prized asset. one must make sure such things look like they are valued, no?" "i guess," tobias muttered.
The Art of Caring for Horns
"they do sit on your head, but they also distinguish you - it is your signature, your legacy, and your most prized asset. one must make sure such things look like they are valued, no?" "i guess," tobias muttered.
Opium and Foreign Relations
_insert fancy seal and loopy signature here._ _----_ _from cranky lion kitty_ just make sure you do it right. if they come back here then you're on your own. no using me as a go between. and i had a stamp made. saves time.
Soul Makossa- Part Three
If i can just have your word and signature that you are now the guitarist for this band, we'll set up much better housing for you. a chance to truly see america beyond this er- dump when we go on tour throughout the country.
John Hammond: Revenge Of Darkness
They were pulverised down to atomic level, then down to protons and electrons, then down to their quarks, then they were completely erased from existence, not even their spiritual and akashic signatures remaining.
College Bound: Excerpt
Tyler did his signature grin and leaned forward to kiss nate again, this time giving out a tiny loving growl.
Somewhere between worlds
It was the signature of this morbid invidual. the sign of the carver.
Tremor City: Return of The Conquerors Part 1
He threw it down in the sand before stepping on it, becoming near instantaneously enveloped in his signature suit of power armor. "everyone out! get out of the water!" damnit!
Chapter 5 - "Our Main Course this Evening: The Shattering of the Shroud of Shadows"
Sorry, we didn't notice the slip space signature till now." he replied. "how dare you! this could ruin our whole mission!" "so...sorry sir!" the dracon shouted. "that's not good enough!"