Mousetrap Binary
crudely, someone laughs i dream of placing their face, in the hamburger press of a nearby george foreman "shit, you kidding? support your stroll to squeeze into a different pair of shoes--" i smash down harder. i'm the vixen.
The Dark and the Light
A crude, two-paragraph combat sequence i made to see what storytelling i could cram into a fight. used my fursona for one character's name and didn't try for the other. the two glared at eachother, two wolves fighting for survival.
In the Shadows of Kryckwood - Ch. 10 (MHO)
And on the other side of the living space, there was a very crude wooden drying rack- with some kind of animal skin stretched out across it.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 38
It was holding a tiny key in one crudely drawn hand. nilia realized she was looking at a sketch of her own dead body.
Two Lovers Alike Chapter 2
He decided to visit area 51 to see eihcet and when he arrived to see him, much to his horror, crude experiments were done on eihcet.
A living hell ch.1
I hear a voice it is al capone another inmate he is whispering to yet another inmate; during launch a fight breaks out two inmates crudely beat another almost to death!...
Beads (Your Lancer Interlude 1)
As i soil the pool with my crude thoughts, i grip, trembling, the stones i had picked. mine green eyes, mine child's blue, i meticulously chose them with that boy in mind. so, why is he not the only man here?
Naira's Search, pt 1 (MHO)
There were more tattered scraps of fabric- or at least meshweed and other things that had been crudely cut in ways that suggested it was meant to be made into fabric, before being abandoned.
Death's Blood Ch. Four: Paving The Way
The brown cat hands me a key with the number three crudely etched on. he informs me, "all rooms are on the upper floor. we have only one loo, which is in the corner. we charge two pounds per night.
#002 Madison King
**a crudely drawn picture of a scary looking man was under** the man told me that mommy isn't going to wake up, and that my dad wasn't coming back from the store.
Junior Year: Wake Up
I grabbed my pocket knife from my dresser and cut a crude hole. because there weren't that many furs in the world, you had to shop at a human store and cut holes in them, unless you wanted to pay 70 bucks for a pair of jeans, which was totally bogus.
Psychocalypse - Phrenic Intro
crude semblances of shapes swam by. what strength could be called upon to do anything, shifted entirely onto expanding the sanguine dawn. came a voice, through the quakesome rumbling and pallid-esque rattling behind it. "mother?"