Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #16- A Fine See-Saw Series
He snapped in a censored quote. the game started off slowly with defense heavy on both sides.
A Second Story...
A city where the artist would not fear the censor. where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. where the great would not be constrained by the small.
The World of Actura (Worldbuilding)
The high council - the very top of the authority's hierarchy - have curiously censored several of its incident files completely.
My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 17
The tall green dragon-man, most of the pictures i see of him drinking and running naked, good thing kelly censored those photos of him.
Ayame's Chronicles- Team Efforts
(censoring out how bad that went.) takami returned to the room to find a smiling suri and a scared rua pinned to the wall with a dagger piercing his shorts, just below the family jewels. "... first time forgiveness?" he asked.
Natural Habitat Interviews 4: Caedmon
Both seemed to thrive on [censored] - excuse me, "fertilizer." james lipton: your upbringing was in rural iowa? caedmon: a distant suburb of sioux city was close enough; the transition from sidewalks to cow paths took very little distance at all.
Toni’s Diary Entry #9 - Knowing Your Place
That's his real name; i'm not gonna censor it because he's the fucking dumbass of this story. his name was richard. this guy was a fucking loon. first off, the guy had a high, lispy-esque voice.
The bear's plan
"i'm used to censoring myself when i curse to avoid getting in trouble at school, plus i want this story to be for general audiences, so i said fck, just imagine there was a beep, okay," willis responded.
Escaping the Storm: Part 8
Erik snarled, censoring himself in his mother's presence. his ears still twitched from the scornful use of the word 'native', jabbing the remote to end the barely-hidden, anti-polcian vitriol spewing forth.
A Silly, Merrie, Looney Story (Commission for DragonfireNY)
Screw the censors!" "right!" cimmaron shouted. "left!" df retorted. "right!" "left!" "right!" "left!" "right!" "left!" "right!" "right!" cimmaron bellowed, before winking. "left! i say we go to the left!"
The Faerie hourglass
But across his chest, and in his groin were a couple golden plates, as if censoring certain details. other than the strange gold plates, he was a complete flawless statue of himself! "good," the faerie said, appearing on his muzzle, "you should like it.
Recovery
The hesitation went unnoticed, as i quickly censored my usual line of _donuts... occupational hazard._ i found a rapid substitute. "...cookies. oatmeal raisin, soft, heavy on the raisins." i patted my stomach self-consciously.