Arctic Servant Chapter 1
Chapter 1 - Richard Dark, wet, cluttered, dirty, and foul smelling. Those in only a few words are what described my ally. It may not have been much, in fact I'm sure many would find it to be the absolute least, but it was my home. It was the place...
The lonely ones cht 1 meeting for the first time
Well anyways its time to return my home which is a sewer pipe with a man named hobo john. wait is that a umbreom going into my and hobo john sewer home. running to there and crawling inside the umbreom was drinking hobo john's whisky! hobo john wake up!
A Tail to Make You Feel Good
All the shocked steele could say was "hobo....hobo....." ... meanwhile, on board the twinblade, the combat engineer sat down next to hobo.
DitD 2 Fanfic
"hey stop you hobos thats not ur trash" then she saw they wasn't hobos but they was urg...urb...urdlethings...hobos. all the hobos runned away accept none. he pulled out his nife and went to rub her.
Halloween Special: And the Year After
She took the can, rather than let it fall, but as the hobo walked to hand the pirate his own beer, i noticed she didn't open it.
The Turning
The hobo stumbled as he was released, eyes wide with fear as he scrambled to his feet. just as quickly as it started, the intervention was over, with the hobo running one way, and the newcomer the other.
Far as human eye...
hobo, who had joined the circle, seemed immediately confused. "dead?" hobo's bombardier looked at alamo expectantly. "dead how?" "cut the master switch, drummer.
New World: The letter
But a ten percent of population specifically: kids of the street , hobos, refugees, elderly, terminal disease patients, slum young man responded no to everything.
Once, twice and again!
One thwomp was enough to take out most any fortification; between hobo and kalija, the two intruders had fired twelve.
What will you do with me?
I got out of bed, only to find i was in the same dirty hobo clothes i was in on the streets. i groaned, and began to take my clothes off. then, i moved into my new clothes, and i felt wonderful.
My backstory
I based my fursona off of london (toro) from the littlest hobo, hence london79 i'm in love, with black sabbath. and, finialy i... have a crush on wwf/e's hhh.
Wolfentraum: One
It had holes in parts that revealed a hairy tummy, the hair the same color as his beard - workaday jeans and ugly, unfashionable shoes completed the look of a neglected hobo.