Lord of Anthroan Chapter 1
No, that made no sense. werewolves didn't use assault rifles. fifthteen nine millimeter rounds had injured it, but not killed it. he started to falter after he had run flat out for three of four miles.
A Furry Love Story - The Burning Spotlight
I had no sense of self. i couldn't figure out who i was, at least not until i met her.
chapter 2
That makes no sense though i passed out in the middle of a dirt path. as i finished that thought a small four legged animal with a leaf for a tail appeared on my psychic radar.
Sientas
He pressed on, no sense in going back, even if he could find his way back anyway. he stopped near midnight. the air was thick with fog as he lay down gently. he was already lost as is the last thing he needed was to feel that way.
Preaching to a Bear
Well, the campus newspaper got wind of this, and so it was that their ace reporter (well, more like the seven of diamonds, but no sense being picky) was at the hospital
Hunting Death- Prologue
We know how we die and what we are feeling when we die, but have no sense of why we are dying, or where, or when. well i guess that last one isn't entirely true.
Between Winters - Part 5
This made no sense to snowheart. no minotaur leader would ever allow himself to be involved in any skirmish that wasn't immortalised by a bard. he had met myron silverspear on several occasions, and he was no exception to this.
Abandoned Story - Virtual Story WIP
no sense in correcting them this many years on as it's not going to be continued. upon accepting the invitation my surroundings began to fade.
Eggceptional Get Away: Kickaha 2
They had no sense of dramatic timing! now he was free to stack them up and form a staircase that would let him climb the chair. except... not really.
Life, Love, and Happiness
"this makes no sense. if you don't exist in the first place, if your place is taken by a stronger species, say /us/, then none of those things matter. they're all just a waste of energy." "hah!" i let out a belly-laugh.
Fallen Angels, Part ten - Epilogue
An invisible hand painted verses in blood on the wall that made no sense, and could have been dirty limericks for all i cared. bring it on, i said defiantly. i'm not impressed. "good job!" said the male voice in my head. the one i call t_he general_.
Traitors Among Us
Zephyr: t-this makes no sense... shadow: we just got word about that five minutes ago...how can something so horrific happened under ten minutes without so much of a sound going through the whole building? _ze---dow can me---now?_ shadow: blaze?