Join the Revolution (TF, Robot)
Join the revolution by theo winters written for digital potato theo walked through the mall, his paws tucked behind his back and his tail swaying behind him. it was a slow day and the mall itself was mostly empty, but it was early in the morning.
The sun will always rise (explanation)
Character so far and to appear in the next chapter- · Royal Irish ranger, colour sergeant. Kyle Clarke, black Labrador, spotter/sniper. · Deputy medical officer. Matthew playfair, fox, medic/fiancée. · Lance corporal, Luke playfair, husky, marine...
Tania's Unbound
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Misperceptions v2
Misperceptions v2 by: thea winters adapted from the original "misperceptions" by arbiter balemead 1: guilt twilight sparkle thought it was a perfect summer day in ponyville. the sky was a textbook shade of blue without a cloud in sight.
Deep in the Web
Deep in the web by theo winters written for frysco it seemed to utambi that creating a good haunted house shouldn't be very hard. it needed to be dark, with a long winding walk and lots of things jumping out at you.
Branching Out
Branching out by: theo winters "are you sure about this?" claudia asked as i picked up the small vial from the box, brushing off the packing material.
The Dragoness's Hunger
The dragoness's hunger by: theo winters written for shikaro raidy lay on her back, enjoying the sun over her scaled belly. the long dragoness rubbed her stomach with one paw, her belly rumbling.
Garage Visit
Garage visit by: theo winters written for frysco frysco blinked a bit as he started to wake up, his body aching and his chest and arms hurting. closing his eyes he tried to remember what had happened to him.
Chapter the Tenth: History
winter turned to spring, and then to winter again with no change in his attitude and the young tiger grew increasingly bitter, and prone to tantrums of anger when confronted with any fault. why didn't his father love him?
Chapter the Eighth: Sojourn
_With my hair slicked back with Carrion Shellac; With the blood from a pheasant and the bone from a hare Tied to the branches of a roebuch stag Left to wave in the timber like a buck-shot flag, Go away you Rainsnout. Go blow your brains out, ...
Chapter the Fifth: Youth
winter approached, and in stark contrast two young foxes love sprung tall, and proudly into the raging sun that fed it.
Chapter the Fourth: Ghosts
"Derek!" The small kit sat somberly staring at his father. Riadne called his name again, but he didn't even acknowledge hearing her. By now, she would have assumed her voice would become hoarse, but it didn't. It just swam hauntingly through the...