Divine: Merchants of the Silent Shore - VI
marty asked. "so many questions." the mouse walked over to a stool that hadn't been there a moment ago. or had it? marty wasn't sure anymore. the mouse sat down on the stool. "so many irrelevant questions. try agin." marty lowered his gun.
Divine: Merchants of the Silent Shore - VIII
marty lips created a thin line across his face. "you don't have to," felix quickly added at the sight of marty's reluctance. marty shook his head. "no. no. i think you of all people deserve to know more about me."
Dimensional Balance Chapter 17: Scars of Betrayal
_" marty asked, sounding a bit lost. _"mister marek... you can't get him back?"_ shawn looked up, shaking his head. "_no marty. i'm not that powerful. no one is.
Clueless Season 2: The Ultimate Breakdown (of Ultimate Destiny) (Homecoming Out Part 6)
_what the fuck, marty?!
Divine: Merchants of the Silent Shore: Chapter - X
They tried to focus on marty, but instead ended up looking past him at the sky. "why?" marty asked. "who would do this?"
Divine: Merchants of the Silent Shore - IX
"i hear you came down in a falling star," a deep accented voice said behind marty. marty turned around to see a stag in a vest and cape. one of the delegates from the guild states, though marty wasn't familiar with them enough to know which one.
King of the Ring Chapter 2: Usurpers
\>fucking marty. \>marty was always cheering like a lunatic and laughing like one too whenever this bison guy won a fight. \>so you can only guess marty's the one who brought him here. \>martini browning. a.k.a. marty.
Divine: Chapter 8
marty nodded. "let's come up with a plan of action."
The Hotline
Him, brad, marty, and that punk-rocker muskrat girl from 3 whose name he could never remember. hilary, that was it. still, sometimes he could be a little... odd.
Don't Fear the Reaper: Chapter 1
"martin "marty" picolloe...you seem to have changed since last we met, on to selling guns now? whatever happened to those nice little drug fronts you had running? wasn't working out, eh?"
Doodle Story: Frontal Assault
marty didn't feel like arguing so he changed the subject. "i gotta go to work now. can you _please_ try not to fuck anything up while i'm gone? can you _please_ stay in the house this time?
The P-Word
Scott echoed as he mercilessly proceeded to purple nurple the living shit out of marty's nips. "ah!" marty yelled out in pain. "yes! whatever the question was, yes!" satisfied with the bull's answer, scott grinned at me proudly and expectantly.