A Long Journey Home, Paths of Life
Even as the officer drew his saber and lifted it into the air above his head, lucas had drawn a cartridge from his box, biting off the end with the ball, the familiar sour taste of gunpowder
Accidentally Infinite
This is clearly gunpowder gray," he insisted. before either could press the joke further a thunderous growl drew both of their attention back towards the giant alligator.
Disco ball
The belt-maker added bullet-holding loops, complete with gunpowder bullets (that wouldn't fit my gun)... kind of useless... but they looked really cool, and you never know, they might prove to be as useful as the "jewel encrusted egg".
Preying on the Past - Ch. 2 Never a Dull Moment
The stench of burnt gunpowder suddenly became more than a background odor for me, its acrid stench standing next to the powerful odor of fear coming from the other bank patrons, as well as a scent that i just couldn't place.
The Lead Crown, Ch 8.6 Malcom (Part 2)
The acrid stench of gunpowder was everywhere and a gray haze hung in the breeze; the high walls of graddin were excellent at keeping out invaders but it also kept the atmosphere stagnant and the battle that raged within the city only further sullied the air
The Hunted go to Loven World
The smell of gunpowder, and the harsh crack stopped the entire battle. the orcs lowered their bows, the dragon looked up at me, the party on horse looked up at me, and i reloaded. then one of the creatures shouted in a very feminine voice.
The Railroad - Terminus - 6.7
Amid shouts and continuous blasts of gunpowder, debris rained down on me like a torrential storm.
Fractal
Brain surgery, microprocessors, rockets, gunpowder... it's the science fiction that inspires us. someday we'll have lightsabers too, i'm sure of it."
Assassin on the High Seas
As he expected, plenty of them were filled with gunpowder. "what are you doing?" mina watched the door warily, "they could regroup at any second."
Vadim Chapter 13: Heading Out Again
A smell of burning fur and gunpowder lingered in the air as they drove away. sig stared in to the rising moon, its white/blue light casting an ambience of coolness after all the heat. finally, phil broke the silence that swarmed the vehicle.
Chapter 11: Lost
I smelled the gunmetal of their weapons, a metallic scent like that of pennies, but also the weapon oil that greased their moving parts and the gunpowder beneath.
Chaos and Taffy
She had her revolvers, but the gunpowder would ignite the chemical. instead, she drew her knife. not much against a big weapon, but it was her only chance. chaos tried to hit taffy again, but taffy blocked it and stood on top of the weapon.