Epicenter: Day 1
He quickly made six steps towards it and looks at his black and chromed, two-wheeled modern vehicle. "oh, shit... that's just great." he sarcastically muttered.
Jack and Will
I said as we walked into the mono-chrome gothic-themed apartment. the front room's layout was fairly large.
Origin of the FinalGamer 4 - The Net Tightens
The next day came with a warm smile for james in the form of reflective chrome, smiling his own warped reflection back at him from the depths of a nearby garage.
Some Disassembly Required
Dark pink and chrome of primary build, with a shell of purple where a human female might have a head of short-cropped hair. purple lips. scrolling text boasted her wins (high), losses (few), draws, (three), and total dismemberments (five).
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Thirty Three
The woman had moved fast, so fast that she hadn't even seen it, and now she was staring down the shiny chrome barrel of a rifle. a rifle that, judging by the way the woman was cocking it, she guessed was probably loaded.
Guardians: Alethia Prologue
Ours, since the start, has always pushed for peace with your race however our chrome bretheren refuse to see reason.
Past Dues PART 3 (Shark Anthro Story) [Commission]
Placing the keycard he had located along his journey on the scanner, a welcomed "_access granted"_ message announced from a discreet set of speakers embedded within the chrome walls.
Guardians: Alethia Prologue
Ours, since the start, has always pushed for peace with your race however our chrome bretheren refuse to see reason.
Black-Winged Angels Chapter 15: Fury Skies and Fury Road
"but no one's chroming anyone in gibbons's one! hey, juagar, how's the drive?!" "with these assholes around, it won't be easy! how's the dragons?!"
Going Concerns (Chapter 8)
He looked at the needle's huge chromed body. "now _this_ amount, this is enough to kill a dozen people. or more. i'm not quite sure, but it only has to be more than one, right?" he laughed.
1:23 Heart Of The Beholder
These items were now his only personal property, excluding the clothes he wore, the blackwell, and the chrome watch around his wrist. everything else of his had met its fate in the fire. "you have a plan?" jenna replied across the bed.
True Mettle
He smirked as he pulled a chrome .45 caliber pistol out of his pocket. "heh, a fool's errand." he mumbled to himself as he ran towards the gunfire. as alo leapt from limb to limb, he caught a familiar scent.