Chapter 5- Friday
We are wild we are like young volcanoes we are wild americana exotica do you want to feel a little beautiful, baby? we continue to sing, dancing around like a bunch of goofy teenagers.
Another World's Hell Creek
Saurosteatornis americana: a 1.7 meter wingspanned herbivorous eudimorphodontid. euleptodactylus crumenifer: a 3.5 meter wingspanned istiodactylid. possible anurognathids.
What's Fair?
Stillwater were the kind of folks you'd expect to see in some snapshot of perfect americana. mr. stillwater was a university professor and mrs. stillwater was a stay-at-home wife. yeah-- they still exist!
Lunch and a Fill-up
The dashed line down the middle of the pavement was plainly visible despite the years since it was last repainted. The decades-old asphalt surface was worn and crumbling at the edges, and though it bore only a trickle of traffic nowadays it somehow...
HSR Rewrite Plot
The two the next day go to town to get groceries and heat suppressants for julia and decide to eat at an americana themed restaurant in town.
Bun Story (planned)
\>bonnie- bun (1.25 meters tall), main love interest, a true survivor with a hopeful outlook, urban girl turned survivalist, tomboyish with relapses into girly girl, loves the idea of americana and tries to make everything depression era to cope with her lost
The Magic of a Smile
Penolt village was a peaceful and wonderful place, complete with paved roads, houses big and small, buildings that lined a main street right out of the age of americana, and a population of furries that were happy just to be alive... ...all except for
Edited Ryan Part I
The interior of the restaurant was decorated in old west meets americana style, with route 66 signs and cowboy boots posing together in an odd historical collision. the hostess smiled as they walked in. “party of three?"
Calm During the Storm
Jim chuckled as they arrived in the driveway of jim's classic americana-style house. it was one of those near-stereotypical two-story houses.
Eternity
The small talk between us was put to a halt by the methodical nature which we both used to eat our americana fare. after the pause we shared to eat, grace asked, "i know this may seem like an odd question, but do you believe in fate?"
He Walks As My Shadow 3 - Brief Encounters
Spindly aberrations with insectoid maws, twisted cadavers that had once been some proud beast of nightmares now worn down with suburban americana, all of whom were just as approachable as anyone else.
Cain Coney: Case 1, Chapter 1: A Lucky Break
In my mind, i suppose, it's got everything: retro americana, the urban sprawl, mystery. what's not to love? left it on my mental back-burner for quite a while, but the idea's been calling to me, so i thought, "why not post it someplace?"