Snake Scrap
I wasn't surprised that i wouldn't be returning to the typewriter factory, these kinds of tournaments weren't known for their legality, which made them pick up and move after the night was done.
I missed Half the Tour
That meant big rooms with as many desks as possible and people writing—they used typewriters, where everyone here writes by hand.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - 1 - First Affections
I couldn't find any yiffy tmnt fanfiction out there that wasn't either spelled atrociously with the same finesse that you would get from slamming a horny monkey against a typewriter, or that was about weird characters in strange situations doing vile things
Indebted - Part 5 (haflway point)
“they have typewriters. i'm sure you'd love it." we left the room and met black-arms in the hall. a hushed conversation as skinny joe introduced my skills to him. a nod of agreement. yellow-hair came over and guided us up.
Nowhere Hotel: the frist floor
A typewriter is affixed to the wall, a four-foot-wide cog holds the door head of us shut. a hammering sound is off in the distance.
Her First Clutch
Finally, she clicked the power switch to her typewriter, grabbed the eggs and walked out of her building with a wave to the few people still working. cold wind swirled around the young woman as she stepped into the gray afternoon air.
I get caught in a heatwave
The very next day, i was back in my office on another sweltering day, i was typing a letter to a client on my olive-green imperial the good companion model t typewriter, and i had finally mastered the use of it.
A Behemothian Wake-Up Call [COM]
His traps threatened to lock his head in place, while his abs protruded out like the keys on a typewriter. all of this was capped off by a treasure trail that ran from his colossal pec valley all the way down to his shredded pelvis.
Lonely Oak Chapter 96 - If She Haddaway
The fan whirred to life in that familiar way, and the ticking sounds followed like the click of typewriter keys at super speed. a moment later, the monitor light went from orange to blue, and the screen suddenly came to life.
Subject of Inquiry
It was somewhat like stepping into a bit of a time capsule as the television on its cart was from the 70s, there was an electric typewriter under its yellowed plastic cover on a typewriter stand up against the wall under the large window that looked out onto
{Golden Typewriter Award Entry Submission Copy} Darkness and Starlight 27 - I'll Wait For You
(specially rewritten and uploaded for the golden typewriter awards, previous readers of the fg stories need not read over this again) super mario bros. copyrighted to nintendo, finalgamer to me _how many years has it been,_ thought james to himself.
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 3
I tore it out of the typewriter and held it to the stream of sunlight that pored in between the cracks of the boarded window. _kyell yawns and stretches out in the grass, soaking up the warmth of a june day.