Last Man Standing: Darius Koopa vs Crash McCloud
Crash screaming very loud in pain as his back meets the canvas of the ring. darius and the crowd count along with the referee. "darius we're enjoying this. please do not let it end now!
Rohrouk Fan Story
John swallows hard as he finds the right words to say "the color of your scales, the impeccable taste in wardrobe, and regal bearing, it's a form made for the canvas!" rohrouk is surprised by his answer as he holds a hand to his chin "well...
Dante's Awakening. Chapter 4
Dante snorted, "that's me...a glorified flying canvas..." he started. rena turned and smacked her fist onto the top of his muzzle, "shut it...i have told you before only to speak when spoken to!" she snapped.
Furries University Chapter 1: Going Away (V.2)
He shook his head and went back to his room, sheet robbed bed sitting in the middle, like a blank canvas awaiting its paint.
The Beastmaker's Age - YEAR 3
._ **the first mother -** tassarion qi'maris, oil on canvas possibly one of the most famous - and valuable - paintings in existence, owing to both its artistic and historic merit, and the crown of the irenwaen collection.
All There is to Say (Chapter 3): The Most Beautiful Thing on Earth
The different tones of blue, yellow, and orange lay brushed across the infinite canvas that stretched on as far as the eye could see. the white puffs of what almost seemed to resemble thick white smoke complimented these colors.
Eshri's Escapism
Another bag had been prepared for her, this one made out of sturdier cloth, blackened canvas with an eye-catching sheen to it.
Melts in Your Mouth
Mountains, valleys, plains, and rivers blended like paint on canvas. eventually, she grew so large that the earth could no longer contain her. gravity surrendered its hold on her body and she gracefully floated away like she was underwater.
Dost Thou Knoweth Not? War is Art!
The painters gather to the canvas now. their instruments of art, unique in shape, are dipped into the paint flowing within. they brush each other, paint slung ev'rywhere. the land begins to shine with crimson hues.
Nightworld 26: Back Door of Hell
She eyed jaro, digging around in her pack and offering up a tiny double-barrelled shotgun, hanging in a little canvas holster. a pistol grip and a sawn-off barrel, a two-chamber buckshot. “take this. you should not be without a gun."
The Brockford Files - Paw and Prejudice
Majira put the final touch on her canvas. “there! we're all set." she strapped a broom-handle to the canvas with duct tape and proudly waved her new sign. it simply stated a bold “no!" in red paint.
Electroluxe!, Chapter Nine.
\>with thick canvas fabric even more thickly sewn with flat-felled seams, the construction of what you could only think of as “armor” being surely strong enough to protect whoever was wearing it from anything your core could imagine.