Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 13-The Immune
And when the body's glycogen is depleted, the atp concentration diminishes and the body enters rigor mortis.
Monster Hunting... Or Is it?
"weeeeelllll, what a surpriiiise, ehhhhh, morty?" ...........................................................
Shadow of a Freelancer Ch 19.) Broken Lucidity
Rrahkarr then looked down at the device on his left arm; the one he had activated back at mors mortis, and smiled. zeig noticed the smile as rrahkarr changed direction and increased speed.
Chapter one: The burning
Glancing at each other then at pet, morty and conniption follow her out the door. running down the street, keeping pace with each other, pet and conniption leave morty behind, his legs unable to keep up with them.
Identity: Chapter Six
Rigor mortis had already set in, indicating he'd died closer to when his friends had left. which meant...suddenly he had a horrible thought. montoya was leaving with the otters, and ned ran after them. "hey!" he yelled.
In With a Scurry
"morty, leave him alone," seldovia said. the skunk was sensual, silky. with a much cooler head. suave, maybe, was a word to describe her. charming, confident. "anyone in this room could be asked that question.
Overlord: Raise of Darkness Chapter 7 Gnarl
Except for a set of minions... the champions, the strongest of minions, mortis due his unique position in the veil and of course gnarl self, the oldest and most experienced minion.
Grentail Manor Chapter 7
"you try our patience, mors mortis," a roiling, prismatic light rumbled, "we have already told you that not even the eldest among us have knowledge of this civilization. what more do you seek of us?"
Character desription: Raiou Summerlight
(if you wanna draw a picture of raiou, please do and send it to me, i honestly can't draw) colorings and mentality: raiou resembles his mate, angelous mortis.
The Mourning After - Chapter 1 (The Mourning)
The body was frozen, so much so that when i moved their fingers their flesh felt brittle to the touch, far beyond any simple rigor mortis. even now in the middle of summer the mountains were cold, falling below freezing each time the sun set.
A Frozen Embrace
It's why i was trudging through heavy snow in the pitch-black woods, my ears aching as the bitter wind shrieked between the leafless oaks, and my gloved fingers stiffening as if rigour mortis couldn't wait for me to die. because it was just a sick joke.
Virgin Nymphomaniac Chronicles #2: Introducing Mortimer
"that makes you morty, then." after we were seated, i replied, "please, call me mortimer. only my friends call me morty... and i really wish they would stop." there was an awkward silence as we both went deadpan.