Dion's D-Day
We will skin your rotted families and lay their pelts beneath our steel boots! lay down your arms and repent by our bullets! you are filth and vermin who deserve to die!" -russian demotivational message played during d-day.
how to clean your pet dragon
Threw him a towel an told him to dry off he looked at me he was some upset i asked him wat was wrong he said sir i dont like wat u did . i said like wat do u mean like wat i did i said pet i had to set you on fire like that to get rid of the scale rot
City of the Damned - Chap VII
Lillith's face seemed to melt where the faerie's saliva splattered; showing rot and pus. black soot filled smoke welled from her wound, and she retreated back with a demonic growl. "just wait till daylight... de'sarie will enjoy your flesh."
Voided Traveller: Chapter 5
They continued, seeing more desolated buildings and rotting crops. the duo came to a house that wasn't destroyed, ringing some alarm bells. not all of them, but enough for the two to become cautious.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 80
The last time she opened her heart, she was left to rot in the snow. by trying this again, she was opening her heart to even more torture.
Zombiology - Bighorn Sheep
As it reached the ledge containing the ramming rams it stared up hungrily with wide eyes, what remained of its lips peeled back from rotting teeth that clacked in anticipation of its next meal.
Cherubi's Story - Chapter Four
I moved past the rotted tree, then up the small slope... then i stopped and stared in shock.
Meaningless Renamon
Her hair was lank and lusterless, falling around her like strings of rotting straw.** **"we****' ****re lost, we believe that our parents purposely left us here. by the way, can i borrow your toilet?"
A Raven's Emotion's
He landed upon it, his talons digging into the rotting bark, his good eye staring at the world around him. his castle, home.. was far from this spot, it would take a while to get back to but that didn't matter. he'd rather stay here than anything else.
Plagueborn
Two great bat-like wings rose from its shoulders, the delicate membranes lost to rot. a long rat-like tail coiled about its talons like a hungry serpent. its face was human in shape but was only more taut skin over a smooth skull.
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Floor after floor he searched until he found the door that smelled of sulfur and rotting flesh. he was going to enjoy this. he shot the lock out and kicked the door open and came face to face with a young cat girl and the bandit. shit.
~The Last Dance~ Pt. 2
The smell of nothing but blood, dirt, and rotting smoke. the texture of the feel of smoke against his throat causing him to cough, his breath able to be seen due to the cold weather.