Building a Universe
The lust for war cooled into petty squabbles; entire armadas dispersed and were replaced by the occasional band of pirates that harassed shipping lanes.
Recoil: Chapter 3, Clean
I finally lurched to a stop in the breakdown lane, the cruisers not far behind. "stay here" i mumbled through my crazed haze to rifew. now he looked worried, but not about the police, it seemed about me. my eyes felt heavy, my lungs felt like wet clay.
For a friend
"yeah....just taking a stroll down memory lane..." "well snap out of it we're near the target area." "roger. fang out."
A Feathered Shadowrunner's Tail - Coming to you live... (1)
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > the white panel van that was next to them on the left hit it's far side indicators and merged one lane over, passing a large yellow school bus filled with uniformed children.
Just another Dog Chapter 2
A bassline of constant footfall, paws thudding lightly on hard mud, in the autumn the soft bass was graced with the presents of a light crips crunch, the motion caused gentle ripples of vibrations as the warrior wolves paced the weaving lanes of our home,
FNAF oneshot: Coma
The headlights swerved, coming into his lane. oh god, a drunk. this should be fun. the rabbit slowed down, but the other driver just sped up. was this guy crazy? he didn't seem drunk. then, in those last few moments, he got a good look at the other car.
A New Recruit
Blips of all shape and size move across the scanner screen as commerce goes on about its business and darren slides the ship into one of the many outbound space lanes.
Always Small
All three items were lugged into the checkout lane. a tigress that was a full head taller than him began to scan his items. he could've sworn he was taller than her. oh well. growth spurt probably.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 12 - A rude wake up call...
'not for long because you're not the one owning petticoat lane with four hotels. you need to buy! spend you're money! you're getting a little greedy there, simon...' 'yeah, well, you still look like a clown.' 'hahaha!'
The peculiar furmeet
I sipped from the straw while i watched the other bowling lanes. our own bowling lanes were not played on, my new friends were sitting on chairs sipping from their cola like me or they were talking to each other at the table. i yawned.
Proof of Concept - First Chapter!
Most of the lights were broken and the moon was too low on the horizon to cast its glow into the lane. there was barely any breeze and the air in the alley was surprisingly stuffy for late february.
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 11
This is stupid little daniel lane we're talking about. daniel lane, who has terrible self-control and then piles all of the blame of every little problem in the world onto his own shoulders. and rightfully so in this case, i think.