Walk in the Wastes #1: August 15th, 2279
I was raised in a settlement built on the ruins of a pre-war city that i think was called buffalo. however, that fantastic name wasn't what drew people in.
Para-Imperium Technology
Subvocal pickups are another older type of implant, which were popular in the pre-exodus days when bci implantation was perceived as too risky.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 39: Sometimes The People We Think We Know Best Are The Ones We Don’t Know At All (We Go Down Together Part V)
The pre-teen boy watched as warriors grabbed their weapons. impale his javelin staff and stab her sais and little else. "so what is this morning patrol?" mr.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 53: Worlds Beyond My World
The pre-teen asked looking over song's right shoulder at the big bad wolf buried in her rear. "i don't think so even if he is going to empty the contents of his testicles in me." the beautiful chakat moaned.
A fox's struggle - 01 - The missing link
Now there are stories of pre-morphus humans in... \*snore\* ehem pre-morph... \*snore\* ... serious again?"
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 56: Twenty-five Thousand Kinds Of Fear
The pre-teen said as he walked toward a virtual terminal. song followed. "access latest issue of conspiracy news." the boy ordered the terminal.
Ragnarok - XXI
The grey pre-morning dark drew barely back. the skin upon his neck twitched and shuddered. the graves around him were just visible. and then he saw her from behind.
Raised by the Machine - A Memoir (Chapter One)
Instead, i was to be constrained to the pre-k room near the entrance of the building for eight hours every day, only allowed to leave for the purpose of playing outside.
Some Disassembly Required
Her exterior shell being that of a protocol droid popular with pre-imperial politicians. humanoid of form, with idealized female proportions.
No Frills: Daniel "Baoh" Jones
This was an uphill struggle at times, as daniel saw the other children at pre-school with their dads and would wonder where his own was.
No More
Focus wished to be rich despite the lotus in my mind spoke to a higher power can't go another day, can't go another hour can you take me to a different world maybe wake up liking girls can you make me another size maybe wake up not alive (pre
Silence
#3 of pre-made poems the woes of an introvert in love. happened to me far too often. there is nothing i could say about you but much that i could think the words, they live inside my head but die as they hit my tongue.