Bors: A Warmaster Jack Novella part Nine
Jack looked much more settled when he came back before dawn, and the first thing he did was to unchain me, and run a hand around my neck and wrists. "Interesting," was all he said. I didn't say anything. "Very interesting," Jack said, a moment later....
[SCRAP] Magical Rapture!
The year and time are unknown. The world? Yours and mine. Heaven has come crashing down to earth; the Christian Rapture has come at last! Only, the heavenly cosmos was not ready for joining hands with its creations down on Earth! It was not the...
Bors: A Warmaster Jack Novella part Two
# Bors ## A _Warmaster Jack_ Novella ## By **Onyx Tao** ### Section Two This content is available for reuse under the [Creative Commons Attribution NonCommercial ShareAlike License](%5C) © 2011 by Onyx Tao * * * The next night,...
Bors - A Warmaster Jack Novella - Section 7
# Bors ## A _Warmaster Jack_ Novella ### By **Onyx Tao** #### Section Seven This text is made available under the [Creative Commons Attribution NonCommercial ShareAlike License](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/) © 2011 by Onyx...
Hypnovember 2023 - Day 25: Artist's choice (Claimed by Liq)
The prompt here was "artist's choice", and even though it was actually liq (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/liquoricedragon) who claimed it and came up with the general idea, i must say a certain rpg i've been playing these last few weeks really influenced
Sound and Silence: Extras 1
Ray continued playing his game, (an rpg this time, shocker) but took his headset off to respond. "is there an occasion?" he asked. "naw, i just want to dance with my best friend! is that so strange?"
World of Terra Syn, part 1
Just building a world here for the rolemaster rpg, nothing major. in the beginning the world was made by the hand of the father. fashioned in a red dwarf star, the world was made according to a hexagonal grid pattern.
[WIP] 2047 A.D. Heavens Fall [EN-001]
"here's an rpg-7, this weapon comes from another country. the invaders must not learn under any circumstances of our existence." "got it." the truck stopped. "here, take the anti-tank and wait for the transporter.
[WIP] 2047 A.D. Heavens Fall [DE-001]
"hier ist eine rpg-7, diese waffe stammt aus einem anderen land. die invasoren dürfen auf keinen fall von unserer existenz erfahren." "habe verstanden." der lkw hielt an. "hier nimm die panzerabwehr und warte auf den transporter.
Special Operations: Afghanistan
One of the men picked up an rpg and let fly at the reinforced steel door. with one hit, the huge door groaned and fell inward. it turned out there was a side door to the area and we had bypassed it.
In His Rags
He wasn't the kind of fur to enjoy an rpg for long, after all. it was likely that his lupo didn't put it back, just throwing it somewhere in his room; after all, he was well known for his rare moments of untidiness.
The Model Muscle Machine
The pair was currently in the process of beating another rpg together, they tended to beat them together so they wouldn't miss out on the story. "use the final spell!"