Collared - Chapter 2 - Morning
Standing out against his neck was a bright band, a light blue collar. the door was then immediately slammed shut.\ [[i]why didn't i do that when you showed up?[/i](/?
Winter 2014
The two of them were quiet for a bit, just standing there while the band played on and the other bands kept milling about. "so... like, do you think this is, like..." simon hesitated, and then nodded his head meaningfully at him.
Leviathan 01: Name of the Game
Snow still gathers here, in the upper bands of the atmosphere, but it melts the second it leaves the clouds, the bands of industrial heat and exhaust turning it into the fat kind of sleet rain the city was known for.
The Message
She peered out from behind the towering stone, looking towards the ragged border of the hedgerows, through bands of humid mist and clear, crisp air.
Rescued
She sighed and caught the band and wrapped it around his calf above the wound. "he's still alive, just not sure about his leg. i'll remember to bring some compression bands myself next time, too."
Hawt Proxy Part 2
And the lights shot on as the whole band came in at once. the guitars were playing a riff that i easily recognized. it was from a band i listened to every so often, velvet revolver.
Eucharist
Bells have rung for command, over darkened hills, waiting for father's midnight band, and cheap thrills. last call for dull relief, before divine prayer; a monument to a thief, gasping for air.
My Hero and Me: My Greatest Adventure Ever 1: Fiction or Alive
He has two braids on either side of his face doubled up, resembling a loop, and held in place by a red band. some of the gray fur was pulled up in the back as a ponytail and held in place by a dark gray band and a gold band.
Heavy Metal Poisoning
In the pit below the stage the band, or, a simulation of one, begins to play. old-style big band music grows from a dull roar to a hearty thunder.
Metal-Heads Ch.2
"bodom, they're a black metal band from finland. i like their lead singer's vocals'. it's a perfect blend of a scream and a growl.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 8: What They Don't Know About, Won't Hurt Them. (Part 2)
"ok.. don't throw rocks... now come on, we have a place to go." hayden said pulling me up. we jumped into his suv and he put on right now (na na na) by asking alexandria. we drove down to our bands next gig. when we got their we were just about to go on. i
Never Let The Sprigs Wilt
They would fear the next band of our kind. nervously watching the dunes and cliffs for any hint of an unbowed vulpeculan. they could not even hang put, for they would not know when we might return, nor how badly supplied we were.