MSBA- Tutorial Part 2
I am able to pull it off them with almost no resistance in the process and it does result in the thing missing its next attack.
Poem #34.0: What
it's straight but it's uneven. it's a cat but it's a dog. it's worded but it's blank. it's soft but it's hard. it's rough but it's smooth. it's square but it's circular. it's a word but it's a sentence.
Chapter Twenty Five - Who's That Pokemon!?
Surprised, i quickly grabbed one of its legs before it could sprint off again, and i pulled backwards against it, pulling it off of its feet. once again, it pulled itself out of my grip, and i pounced on it.
POV vore - you and a bear 1
it's only fifty feet away and it's a big, heavy bear, pitch black of fur save for its brown muzzle. its legs are as thick as a fat man's thighs and its paws are each bigger than your head. it must weigh at least five hundred pounds.
Dragon Flame Pain
it was funny for a few hours, but if it went on too much longer, it was starting to feel a bit much.
Cake for a Snake
Only the expectation of what it believed it deserved while still offering the deference it believed he deserved for being the one who had cared for and raised it. his snake had developed its ego in a very big way, it seemed. yet wasn't blinded by it.
Coyote magic
it was very thin, now. it would probably be dead, but a guide couldn't die, not until you did. so it just lay with its tail over its nose. it didn't get up and walk around anymore, but still pel couldn't be rid of it.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book I Chapter 4
Allow it enough in the appropriate moment, give it a clear signal that there is a reward waiting, make it crave for it and it will prove to you that it deserves the prize.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 103 - The girl I once fell in love with...
'well, that's the most important thing, isn't it?' 'yes... so... there you have it...' 'it couldn't have been easy for you to tell me...' 'no, it sure wasn't... but i'm so glad you take it well...'
I Hate Titles
it didn't seem to stand like a normal animal, i couldn't quite place it but it was taller, more upright, and while it came forward towards me on all fours i couldn't help but observe that it seemed that it was coming at me in that fashion simply to bring it
Speak Our Minds
Fuzzy half-way met it ... still half-way looking at the road. "it was okay." "it was dry." a chuckle. "the punch had raspberry sherbet in it ... it was okay." pause.
extinction log
it put it's hand out to look at it itself then started to try to communicate again. this time however it was seeming to speak to itself instead to me. perhaps it just desired another to listen to it.