VOCT2 - Round 1: James vs Aira
Stupid soot... i hate this place..." if aira were conscious, he would have a paltry handful of seconds to escape with a damage level so unimaginably high. this wasn't the case.
End of a Long Day
As he did so the soot and grime that came from his job began to wash off of his form, but as his skin grew clean it started to look dirty again... but this wasn't from any sort of grime.
The Royal Apples - Part XIX
It wasn't something he was used to, having existed for so long as a formless cloud of soot, and it hurt. he pulled himself back to his hooves, pieces of broken statue rolling free as granite dust clung to his form.
A Dog Day
The smoke and soot filling his lungs made him cough, his fur was patched in black and white due to the dirt flying, but he knew he had to make his way up the hill.
Abyss
Dark grey ash covered my body, and i hacked up mounds of soot trapped in my chest. my vision was blurred and nearly compromised thanks to the ash permeating even my eyes.
Fire Branded Leather: Life on the Wild Side
His days are soot stained as he fights to keep the city from burning to the ground and his nights reek of sweat and blood as he learns the ways of a new passion.
Herald.1
Lower, and lower it drifted, gliding down through clouds of soot, ash, and smog, poisoned rain beat down onto its back, and pounded against its shell. silence still ruled within the great ships' confines, an egg like casing gently pulsed within.
Don't You Dare.
The girl did not let go of the red haired woman as they hung off the edge of the black soot rail -both holding onto dear life. "_mommy!!
Colliewood & Whine
Volpino needed little attention; the cameras loved the way his twinkling, soot-rimmed eyes stood out against his white coat. his first picture, _the shake_, had been an overnight sensation.
Murmuration
Content and characters (c) 2017 warriorfeather creations **murmuration** moongaze had only seen it on documentaries: what appeared to be a cloud of soot twisting in an evening sky was actually a huge flock of starlings.
Poem: Flameout
In the soot and the smoke there it is again ...and again a faint flash of red the smoke glows, then it's gone to flash once again. you wipe grime on the window, you try to see out.
Fire Branded Leather: Dominance
His days are soot stained as he fights to keep the city from burning to the ground and his nights reek of sweat and blood as he learns the ways of a new passion.