American Mustelid Alpha - Promo
"_ _~travis, 29, american badger, truck driver a red peterbilt 579 truck rolls across interstate 85, a tall, heavily built badger at the driver's seat.
Getting Even
I'll admit i can't get far in a day down the interstate; much as i'd like to spend my time down the open roads, the shape of every modern car is hostile to someone like me who can't comfortably sit in a chair with a back--one of the few drawbacks to being
Dragon love chapter 3
I drove down the interstate for three full hours before i made it to tumba's ranch. it was a breeding ranch for dragons and other large lizards. i had notified him about me visiting today. tumba came up to the window as i stopped,"hey averin.
What We Need
The motel is not seedy by any means but is convenient in having no other buildings around and just off the interstate. it is the first time i ever been here but not my first time at a motel. not my first time waiting for you.
Hot day breakdown.
._ \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* grumbling a bit about the traffic as i drove up interstate 295 north.
The Vacation Chronicles; Road Trip
"ok, up here doom, you need to take the exit onto the interstate, and then, from there, y-you should be able to f-follow the road signs t-to tex..." \*snore\* "rest easy, crakky. doomykins can handle it from here."
The Wastes- Chapter 4: ...But now They're just called cops.
They lugged him off to the other side of the interstate and then left the body for the buzzards. before they left back toward the settlement, the bartender turned and held out his hand to nicholson, offering to shake.
Couple of friends
Jen really felt like fio could be a great person to hang out with as she seemed very intersted in her.
Songbook Vol.1 Chapters 4-5
As he walked down the lonely section of interstate as one of jack frost's cutting winds blew through his jacket, but the smile didn't leave his face till he heard the cop's siren behind him.
Booga Tries Out Motorcycling(Not Really)
After about the fifth car that couldn't even begin to trust his honest need for traveling into the city from the smoldering interstate drove past without slowing down, booga's head snapped to the humid horizon to his left.
Chapter XI: Striking Noon, Part One
He looked like a massive pig beast standing over the forest grove, he had to be twice as tall as the grove and his shadow reached the interstate. as cars passed through it, they crashed into the wall and stopped.
Pandemic-Day 44 5:03AM 1/6/2023-Chapter 14-Horror
By the way, get out the map and see where i gotta go to get back on the interstate." raf dug out the atlas and started flipping through the pages.