Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Enjoy this completely uninspired and unplanned story at your own leisure.
Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Enjoy this completely uninspired and unplanned story at your own leisure.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Eight
The breakfast of eggs had been uninspiring, as had been the day's news, from the newspaper which joey subscribed to but rarely read.
Don't own me ch 3
(brokens are slaves/pets who either accepted their role as slaves/pets, or mentally broke down causing them to be emotionless, uninspired, unmotivated shells of what they use to be, they are the most popular manor labor buy because they do everything they
Writing Advice: What Makes You Write?
In an age of social media, limited attention spans, flashy attention grabbing media and uninspiring educational introductions to reading (did school really provide you with exciting books?), how can anything i hope to write possibly compete?
Ignorance
Did, until they surprise you recognize you, for who you really are not just another brainwashed sheep been molested by those liars who profess to represent them see the nonexistent lines of separation lack of clarification, motivation; the uninspiring
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Five
The guests quieted a bit more at that, but the gala was pretty much over; the mayor's lame attempts to continue his speech met with an uninspired, agitated crowd, who were too upset and busy conversing among themselves to give him much of their attention.
lion man part 8
Like no king was before {climbs a log} simba: i'm brushing up on looking down i'm working on my roar {on "roar" he shouts at zazu, startling him backwards into a puddle} zazu: {drying on what appears to be a hanging towel} thus far, a rather uninspiring
Perceived
uninspired and uninspiring, on par with the can of soup i had last night, but enough to get me through the rest of the day. i made up my mind to look for sandwich-makings at the grocery, wondering what the modern, adult equivalent of a "lunch box" was.
Connection
#2 of connection #### basically, i've been feeling pretty muchly completely uninspired, stuck in a rut, all that rot solely because i miss the guy who captured my heart, i'm honestly teary eyed just talking about it. so... i'm going to write about it.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Two
Joey was sitting by himself in the middle of the cafeteria, an uninspiring room of plain white walls and assorted plastic and stainless steel tables and chairs, munching on a blt. mikey smiled as he raised a paw. "joey!"
A Tale of Two Steels (Lorwyn/Phyrexia)
To the kithkin, a gift almost ridiculously uninspired: if they were one wth their communities, why not be one with all life?