The Making of a Wasteland Pt. 5
Maybe crystal meth? marajuna perhaps? i control the trade of all within the city and beyond, and if you were to follow in my footsteps then i just might cut you in." the older wolf's monologue left me questioning as to what i might do next.
Its Just One Night At The Dive
Can't even hold your meth," titus growled. the lion was swift for his size and closed the gap between himself and the coyote. fist clenched as it barreled into kenny's cheek.
Young love resides in the schools...
Because you're a stoner, you do crack, meth, and even marijuana all at once. i wouldn't be surprised if you had any shrooms in your backpack.", ster said. he picked up his backpack and head out the door. it puzzled him. no one liked her.
wilykit's secret
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KORIGANZA: Act J (Open WIP)
Jermaine is an african-american refugee from terra addicted to meth. the story does not happen on earth\*_ _ ** ~~~~ ** _ _ **koriganza/act\_j/crystal\_code\_001.docx** _ _ ** ~~~~~ ** _ at the last drop of a medically induced high, a fangy vocalization
Stall 3
He wasn't going to bring meth heads, bigots, and married men into the same place that he grew up in. it was his sanctuary away from the ick of the rest of the world, and he wasn't going to contaminate that. so where did that leave him?
Smokey and Rachel (bear/human rape, UB)
There was enough meth alone to supply a street full of junkies for a year and enough of other drugs to od a hundred or more people.
Mouse Your House
"don't they also make a lot of ... meth? out in the desert?" monty wonders. lonny crosses his arms, tilting his pointy muzzle upward. "howlers don't quit." "how can you 'quit' when there's nothing there to start with?"
Nutcracker Season Returns
“you look like a meth-head who needs a fix, trying to make a snow angel.” alyssa sent the picture off to sally. _you got douglas too?_ sally’s message was quickly followed by a trio of laughing emojis, and another text. _great job!
The Dogs: Falleth Into the Fire I
Nbsp; it seemed that every family in west virginia, no matter from whence their forebears came, had one song, one tune at least, that was theirs ancestrally for them to claim – even amongst the meth
King Dong - A Companion
As miserable as he was here, he was better off taking his chances here than dealing with some tweaking freak climbing through the broken glass looking for money or meth or something. nearby, a pair of furs giggled to themselves.
A Noise Complaint
Their bleary eyes and demeanor weren't those of high-strunk meth junkies or the dullness of someone who had taken anything that relaxed the central nervous system, and the wolf cop was pretty good at telling them apart after having met too many examples.