Dorm Days - Chapter 3
This hunk of junk looked like it would hardly stand on the pavement another three seconds, let alone move. that smile. "hop in." he said.
one too many muffins
When she finished she noticed she had some junk mail, derpy loved these, the reason was they where fun to fill in and see if she would win, but this one she really wanted to win. "want to win a life time supply of muffins?
Mending a Lost Will Prologue - Part 1
As if i didn't get enough junk, kurt has to go sending me bullshit like that... "dye your fur for only 10 bucks dude! i'm going this saturday, email me back if you're game!!". as if... "like your new computer, then?"
Humanized (trade...sorta)
"to whomever it may concern, i leave everything i own to charity, give it away, i'll have no use for any of the junk and neither will anybody else. leave my journal to james, he deserves it after i've led him on for so long.
When One Door Closes, Another Opens
Temporarily blinded, my vision slowly adjusted to the dimly lit room, and i noticed something small in the middle of the floor among the rest of my familiar junk. _was that there before?
Spartan 0-6, Ch.1
He couldn't suppress his grin as the c-4 charge detonated turning the camera into a useless pile of junk. ben keyed his throat mike and was instantly connected to a secret bunker, thousands of miles away, deep beneath the pentagon.
I'm to old, Kayla
I looked around and saw bunch of junk chairs. suddenly i heard a scream. i bolted up the flank of stairs, racing to where kayla was. i heard a gun shot. that made me runs even faster.
The End of the SWAT Kats! Part One
And it looks like they've certainly been doing fair, opening their own business and all as opposed to just hauling junk like our guides here."
The Family Vulpes Chp1
The last original pieces she needed to replace her custom junk fill-ins that had been keeping their spots warm. they would soon be shipped out to their rightful owner: her. all she had to do was win this race. "come on!"
Tiny Toon Adventures: L'amour kick a**!
He probably have a sad secret inside him or some junk..." nigel started playing guitar. the melody looked strange besides him. the tunes were like melancholy, slow, but full of hope.
MHO - The Cult of the Crimson Isles - Chapter 20
Kalei and lykou had opted to return to the storage room and rummage around a bit more, eventually finding some shields, clubs, and spears buried under other junk that the group could use, just in case.
A Hole in Fabric
I estimate it will happen sometime this week; it was a few days after me and sonic went to the junk yard.