Doodle Story: The Werewolf’s Defect
The werewolf whined again as he held his stomach for several more seconds before a pipe bomb went off in his colon and he began to release all the waste he was trying so hard to hold in his bowels.
He finally asked
Not happy about the waste but she had been a bit preoccupied again and would probably forget to grab it after she got off work anyways. the feline rushed down the hall, getting back to work.
Infant Mortality: a side-quest for Fallout: New Vegas
Another trick you learned in the wastes is how to distill blood into drinkable water. it still tastes faintly like blood, but it goes down easier and doesn't make you sick.
Encyclopedia V2.2 (The Complete Aa - Zz)
They have not been seen in the tribal lands for over a century and rare stories from travellers say that they now live in the far south along the borders of the waste-lands\*.
And With His Many Jagged Teeth 5 - Death Shall Come To Him
Out on the wastes." " **_wastes?
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 1
the waste of life that was laid bare infront of him. it was true that he was non stranger to killing, but a slaughter like this was always a sure way to get under his scales.
WIP (continued)
There were seams at the neck of the armor, at the shoulders, the elbows, the waste, and at the knees, from what she could see. these places also seemed to provide the only pivot points in the armor.
Kevin Foxboy 12
I cleaned cages of young mixes, taught older ones to clean, put the old straw on the waste cart. watched them put down new straw. took the cart to the burn up wall hole. i'd seen leathers do this when i was steel.
Stillness
Thaw away your fears, welcome to the wasted years, and no more the ground may till. the world welcomes the night, spring has lost the fight.
MoonDust, Chapter 15
We've only got the one left since the techs discovered they were just the right size for cleaning the waste reprocessor's tubes." they reclaimed the ball and began batting it back and forth.
Loganberry Hits a Hrair
Rooli roo was on his knees, tipping the broken glass into the waste paper basket. "you used to play for padshire, didn't you, sir?" "indeed i did, rooli roo." "will you come and show us how to hit the ball properly?" loganberry wavered.
Bottom Dweller
The only other sign of movement, which isn't really a sign of life since they aren't alive, are the waste droids sorting through heaps of refuse to create a more evenly distributed space.