Sheer Turmoil Utter Peace Chapter 5
Toshi flicked his blade free of the black tar-like blood of the shadow warrior and started towards tom. but stopped as he saw the target of the blade.
Break
"yes, once you sign the divorce will be finalized and all of your assets will be divided as per your prenuptial agreement" the wolf said, her unyielding gaze set on him "it's best done quickly, any tarring will only-" "jesicca" interrupted the dog, a
Ragnarok - XVI
Then as the sulfur carrier drew back a hand crowned with obsidian claws, as its shoulders' skin cracked up like drying mud and in the cracks glowed magma, as along it's hunching back it bubbled like hot tar, shane dragged the girl away.
902 The Kamikaze Fish
Embedded in the monolithic concrete and tar-seal are all manner of remnants of the glory days, the shorn-off remains of all sorts of metal fittings designed to anchor down a seaplane, and grooves and painted markings indicating where they were intended to
A matter of hygeen
"after they wipe with their left hand how do they wash," asked a clearly irritated jeanette now smelling of burning tar. "in the kitchen with water from a bucket," patty answered the question rather matter-of-factually.
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 12 of 37
Bare, bloody flesh glistened like wet tar as bo was shorn._ _aaron gasped, his breath returning with stabbing pain. he fought off vertigo, nausea, and unconsciousness.
Inferno High - Chapter 20
When we stepped off the bus, the smell of tar and grease filled our lungs. the other kids made gagging sounds and acted like they were choking. i just thought it was cool that i was breathing in the same air that nasa workers do.
Read Harry Potter, the Aenid of our times: Srsly (4 real!)
This is true of all genres, actually, but spec fic - which sf, furry lit and fantasy fall under - is particularly tarred by this brush. any insular artistic movement will generate concepts unique to it.
Encounter At Kirk's Rock
"you the same whiplash kid that stopped that oil baron from tearing down the town of black tar?" he did, indeed, have a whip strapped to the side of his leather chaps. "that, sir, i am!
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 19
"don't blame you for beating the tar out of me either... i messed up..." he told kirlia, looking down at snivy. "i got an interview with the nurses... found out everything they knew...
In The Doghouse: Final Chapter
Somewhere between the fourth and fifth & final injections of mexico's best black tar, brody callison stopped breathing.
The End of the SWAT Kats! Part Six
tar began to ooze and dribble from the device. the stalker raised an eyebrow at this. razor grinned sheepishly, but then flicked his wrist, sending gobs of tar into its eyes.