Part 2
To everyone reading, well here is part 2. i was invited to lunch by the russet colored wolf, she pointed me out to where was to sit and went to set her books down. we sat down, but she sat down on the other side of the table.
The Battlefield (part A)
**the battlefield (part a)** the battlefield of sin. that's what we call the place that used to be the decc.
part 1
Became immortal then went through other video games you just woke up on this planet called earth you just left black ops twee (pun intended) you wake up in a dumpster "what the blood 'ell" you silently mumbled you still have your cyborgnetics and cyborg parts
Part 1
#1 of folder first part of a hopefully longer storyline. no probably should have edited, but editing is boring. the small town carnival was in full swing as the wolf stepped out of the woods.
Part 2
#2 of folder second part of a much longer (hopefully more interesting) price-of-crap-prose. comment and let me know how i'm doing. silent readers are a killer. atlas opened the door of the dingy motel with the intent to slip way quietly.
Part 5
He rolled his shoulders and descended into the last unexplored part of the building: the basement. as he rounded the corner, the dim glow of fluorescents reached his eyes. the bottom of the stairs opened up to reveal a small room.
Part 4
The two parted after he gave austin a slip of paper with an address on it. austin woke up the next day with a handful of texts and a raging headache.
Part 3
Austin turned his back on his friend's jeep. Now wasn't the time for heartfelt goodbyes or last minute good-lucks. He stepped over the smashed gate of the impound lot and walked over to his car a few rows back. A DMC-12 responded with the button on his...
Spare Parts
So as not to be wasteful, they would use each and every part of the animal's-]" [flick!] \*\*\* "you have to get it all right, down to every last detail," the possum explained, "otherwise there's no point to it."
Havana or Hell, Part 8 (Final part)
XV Bruckner and Burris stared at me in silent horror, as my hands transformed into clawed monstrosities, my teeth extended into fangs and the entire length of my body sprouted a thick coat of brown fur. I gorged myself on the freely flowing energy...
The Prince and the Pirate, Part VIII (Part one)
I tried to bring some things into light with this little part, hopefully it helps and sorry that nothing really exciting happens.
Part 7 - Christmas & Part 8 - A New Year
#8 of secret love part 7 - christmas the plater drifts on the water as i put it into the washing sink. "you'd better get ready, we're going to aunt sally again. james is going to be there too so you guys can catch up a bit."