A Friendly Duel
The usual comings out of realising who people are yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah. after this chris had discovered that there were actually a fair few people who actually shared his obsession, albiet all to different degrees from each other.
The Beginning of a New Race: Chapter Nine
But nooo, i had to worry about the extinction of my race and blah blah blah this and wah wah wah that. what a chore. not to mention i had kinda failed that objective.
Windchaser - Dawn of a New Day
#2 of windchaser character: cosmo windchaser, belongs to me...blah blah blah etc etc.
Protectors Of Aeron City(Flash Story Series)
Some corrupted had taken hostages and were demanding the usual; release of their brothers in arms, transportation, the complete submission of all to their dark god, blah blah blah; the usual."
Chapter 3 - Graduation
They probably didn't want them to be seen together because my mom is a cat, and my dad is a fox, and blah, blah, blah. i blocked out a thought from invading my mind right before i was supposed to go on.
Losses
Anyway, bridgetopeace and i agreed to write something for this day... blah blah blah... i hope you like it!note : i sort of rushed the story a bit so the latter part is a bit sloppy and meh. you can blame the exams for that :).
Flight and Love
There's nothing to be done, everything is going to end bad, blah, blah, blah..." mocked doro. delan could only look at the six fast biters as they debated. it was almost impossible to believe that they're all brothers, all come from the same clutch.
Before the Endgame
Pokemon doesn't belong to me, blah blah blah. "max...max...max!" "what!" the section of victory road shook as the emboar snorted loudly, almost punching the culprit who'd interrupted his sleep cycle.
Accident That Never Happened
She loved it, and decided to taunt us about it, how she was old enough to drink now, and blah blah blah. "almost done, stand back." hale slowly pulled the cake out of the oven. chocolate, jaden's favorite.
In The Land of Ancients: Chapter 3
Or a different world, place, time, blah blah blah. the hell do i know? lord knows what goes where in this land. as its body vanished, it left behind a key, and quickly retrieving it, i stared at the door not far from me.
Three little pigs
Lord chief ramsey, or as you think you know him, president chef ramsey, stole the cookie, the most powerful object in the universe... blah, blah, blah. proper cooking. place cooking. backstory cooking... mmm-hmmm is the special cooker.
POV vore - you and the jaguar
"the jaguar, native to south and central america, once native to the southern u.s. states, blah blah blah..." below you in the pen the spotty cat rolls over to expose his belly. he's a stocky, muscular thing you might easily mistake for a leopard.