Oggstrosse Part 3: Moment of Respite?
-then chuckled- .... it was getting a little tacky i suppose, it can only be the 50s for so long right?
Angels of Aurum 3 - The New Recruit
He turned to see a white-moustached man in a tank top and shorts within his 50s, smiling with a wide bristling grin as he offered his hand.
Angels of Aurum 6 - Lack of Communication
Droplets streamed across the floor as the lemming split the water-spout in half to leap from one to the other with childish glee, sweeping out his umbrella in full bloom like a '50s musical.
My Sword, My Clan 02 - Our New Home
A portly man in his late 50s, grey hair circling along the back of his head whilst in a brown suit, he made proclamation to the town's populace of mostly-human farm labourers.
The Rogue and the Hunter 5 - Ghosts of Her Past
His eyes opened on hearing her footsteps as he saw a human female in a blue space suit, aged around her 50s with clean blonde hair and small wrinkles starting to crease her cheeks. "look."
I Dreamed of Fire 3 - Summer Afternoons
Standing at his stall was the orca in his apron, tailored with his shop's emblem as he was serving a red triceratops hitting around his late-50s, a muscular gut hidden beneath his heavy clothes as the smell of rich greasy crusts lured them over.
Code Magus
He didn't look too old, he could be in his 50s. in his hand was a floating, spinning cube. "uh, the storm?" he strained his eyes to see the blackness outside. "ah right." he walked back to his chair and started scribbling again.
Set Sail For the Forbidden Fruit
The bite of the low 50s filled the air as i found myself only barely able to tolerate it. "sorry for the noise. there's a lot happening under my roof right now. we're hoping to fix that before long."
My Sword, My Clan 22 - Our Infiltration
Round three of the tourney handed him a much more challenging opponent, an old veteran in his 50s who was immeasurably sturdy as rock wearing solid white, with perfect poise on his honed steed who had perfect strong legs.
American Mustelid Alpha - Episode 1, Part 2, "Steel Or Cardboard"
I reckon he's intimidated by me and how a queer bartender from nyc could outdo his 50s g.i. joe-looking tail on an obstacle course. i met plenty of john blakes in my life, and where they at today? done for.
I Dreamed of Fire 6 - And I Dream of His Father
I kept focus on her mom just to not feel sick, another raptor just like her hitting close to her 50s. "ohhhh helloooo sweetie!" she hugged me out of nowhere as i felt my arms slip round by instinct.
The Rising Fallen Star 1 - Kennidon
He was an old koopa, somewhere around his late 50s at the very least older than shelldon whom he had always known ever since first arriving in koopamuir. "thanks again for looking after him."