Restless Spirits
Different times, different circumstances, but similar enough for the rakers of prime quality muck to smell blood in the air." the nicker in cory's voice was anything but amused. "with luck, it'll stay on campus; maybe dr.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 39 - Bon a santé...
'look how it easily slices through-' 'i'm telling you, jimmy, his muck got-' 'feel like having a good time with me, sweetheart? simply call-' 'you are now watching the-' _"for fucks sake, is there really nothing on tv...?"
Perception
It was strange how one seemingly innocent trinket had managed to muck up his day. it all started with that tiny trinket, he concluded. he made a mental note to revisit the old man dante in the market later to straighten things out.
Sea'an: On His Own
Crawling in and crouching in front of sea'an, lucian pulled his cloak up around the two of them and moved both of his hands to push at the bottom of the pile of muck they'd made above the hole.
Dog of War
Small foul vermin chittered at his passage, before continuing to crawl through the muck. crows lined the trees, waiting for the crop of fresh bodies. the sun peeked over the horizon, spilling light across the scarred land.
Rainfall: A World of Water
The lower streets were filled with people trudging through the six-inch deep water, through the muck and mud that floated atop it all.
Forgotten Gods Part 1: Dragon, falcon, mouse
At an unspoken signal, jess brushed aside a spray of green muck, and behind it the same sinuous, twisting figures wound over the smooth stone: dragons, wingless and almost amphibious in appearance, enormous tails coiling around their forms.
Taur de Force - Commission for anubiis_werewolf
Both it and his fingers were black with muck. uncurling his fingers and back was painful, they had been in their positions for so long. he straightened himself out with a wince. his veins ran like cords down his forearms.
Clarity - Chapter 16: Frayed
"grrr... at least i'm n-not giving myself up to some... some freak from who-knows-where, all for that nasty, oozing muck you call 'power'... g-god, my legs..." "and look where that line of logic has gotten us.
The Call of the Ancients
He only pushed all of his being onto descerning the path to the the red spike and they followed his lead until they ended up in a grotto which a stream of muck slurped through.
The Risen Curtain - Chapter 2: The Darkest Hour
Henry and the antelope could only look as the cascade of black muck leaked out of the hole and in direction to the ground. it connected with the ground, and the muck started to pool and to spread as it continued to come from the hole.
Sieg and Marien - A Basitin Love Story - Part 25 - The Mana Bomb
It was like walking into a foul smelling swamp, feeling the muck slowly crawl up her body. "can you really not feel anything?" youlan asked the basitin woman. "basitins can't use magic," the female replied, an icy edge to her voice.