Me and my Papa
Just a little rp between me and my papa i turned into a really short story lol ^,..,^ it's a new day in the town of mashford and young lupus has fallen asleep at his laptop, his little head laying on the keyboard and drooling all over it as he twitches in
Don't Stare like that
.- nala stared at the computer screen, her hands hovering over the keyboard, ready to type anything that came to mind. anything... everything... something... a little scrap of something would be preferable to nothing... "nala?"
A Soulful Bound
I would usually hack into whomever i wish toaid me via my own computer and chat with them, either by a mic where my voice is changed, or by keyboard. talk to them through phones which have no tracers.
A new year~ 3
I hesitated on pressing send, mesh must of heard the tapping of the keyboard because she looked over. "hey, what are you doing?" she asked, looking at me and then at my ipod. i blushed , and shook my head.
The Axe Cuts Both Ways - Chapter 11
Take over the keyboard for me. i like to pace when i think." nick hopped into the chief's chair, standing upright so he could reach the computer.
The Garnet Moon
With concentrated effort, blake lifted his hands to his keyboard and slowly typed a simple message. **huntsman08** : ok luv 2 :) **annabanana** has logged off.
Captain T’rch’x H’li’son, first adventure
"well... unlike what a'cih'tha wanted us to believe... the universe isn't as organized as they said~" she stated tapping on the keyboard.
Jacks Tail: Chapter-8 Cracks
Lividly, i grab the keyboard and yank it from the system before hurling it across the living quarters of my residential container!
Poetry's Easy and Prose is Powerful: Srsly (My heart was 3)
So pick up that keyboard and... **3. write formless shapeless purely expressive text that is complete dreck.** poetry is an artform that is essentially about playing tricks with prose for a beautiful effect.
Gaid 2 riting gud: Srsly (episod 1)
If someone points out that you've made a grammar error and you say 'well it doesn't matter' then i sincerely hope you put the keyboard down forever and return to the rest of your regularly scheduled life.
Taps
Words croaking from my keyboard. tap tap tap the rhythm of letters, a sound of silence. the rain should have been enough, the sound typed against the window quietly and sung.
The Little Restaurant of Horror
Asked gene, as he was looking at the door leading toward it, the sounds distracting temporarily from his main attraction, his beloved keyboard. ``oh, those.