Twilight Fading
I walk down the lonely city streets at night sometimes and find my sense of style, isn't solely my own. one minute i'm "the freak job". the next, "everyone's doing it".
Legend of the Stone Dragon
The house in question was a big victorian style house, make from heavy stone bricks and with an iron fence around the property. no one knew who lived there, although it was clear someone did.
Revenge of The Nerds - Ch2: GET THE @#$% OUT!!
#3 of revenge of the nerds - furry style revenge of the nerds - furry style * * * o0narration0o so, things has gone pretty good so far, right?
Werewolf woes
The problem endria is that you are allowing your emotions to sway your style. let your style reflect your passion, but do not allow yourself to be flawed by it" "yes master. get ready tarn here i come" she had said.
So, I\\\'m Just Walking Along...
So, i've got this awesome little brown bag swung over my shoulder, it looks kinda dirty and rugged but that's just the style.
To Love
Very romantic, heavily descriptive piece in the style of nathaniel hawthorne or ayn rand (her writing style, not her political statements). 1682 words. okay. this is a relatively old story, and also quite short and pointless.
A journey begins
"it's not like i want to kick you out, but i want to have a mate and having you here kind of cramps my style" kenji snorts at that statement.
Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 34
. \<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\>\<\> i wake up minutes later to a scene of total devastation, i'm outside the house having been blown through the closed front door, senior doberman, wolverine, matt, res, todd styles are all running
Semper Amare
He slipped on a pair of black pants and original style chuck taylor's. presses a phone, wallet, and key card into his pocket he bounded down a flight on stair and out into a sunny courtyard where laughter and the smell of sizzling meat beaconed him.
[What I Think About] Love
For an assignment in 12th grade english, we were required to write a love sonnet in the style of shakespeare.
What I Want
To shake hands with joseph stalin before i shoot him in the face i want a rock star car and a trickster's cane i want a pair of boots that make the world shake i want to see mount rushmore and dance on lincoln's nose i want to fly julie andrews-style
The Rebel
#1 of fursonems this is an archetypal poem in dactylic hexameter about my mate's snow leopard fursona in a style that i've taken to calling a fursonem.