Dragon Wars: Angelus Mortis

Dragon wars: angelus mortis dark clouds whirled over-head, bluish lightening split the sky in half and where it touched the ground the earth split creating massive fissures from which fire leapt out.

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The Guardian

"well," i said, "i got leberis mortis, and for those that don't speak french, that is the book of the undead."

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Sometimes Bad things Happen on Halloween

Rigor mortis can play cruel jokes it seems. around the room though he spots the others now, worm eaten and grotesque. decaying paws pull bodies too weak to support their own weight, better preserved corpses shamble out of the closet from the hall.

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Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 48

“director patterson,” mortis said, “i want to say how sorry i am for how i behaved toward you, i had no right to say what i did.” “no, you did not.”

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My family...

I can't think or breath for the rigor mortis has already set in he then slits my throat and says welcome home little brother but i can't hear him anymore since all of my blood on the floor can fill a boat of one... i'm dead......

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A Slave to the Prime [Patron Reward]

Viper was going into rigor mortis. his mind and insides coated entirely in the prime's non-newtonian caress. the prime waited, allowing his tongue to unroll and slither into the new thrall's open mouth.

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"Always Near My Dear" Extended

He snarled into my bleeding shoulder, his knot prying me open as my body stayed rigid, in a little rigor mortis. a twitch here, a toe curl there, my muzzle hung open, and finally my body yielded. we joined. i felt it.

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Walt's Imagination: Prolouge

Michael said, “open the door, morty!” i said, “no, let ossie do it.” and of course, oswald said to open the door ourselves, and that he was to have no part in whatever is on the other side, thank-you-very-much. so i ended up opening it.

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Love Knows Few Boundaries

He wasn't dead, but he appeared to go into rigor mortis and fell flat on his back, gasping for breath.

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No Ordinary Job

"hey, morty!" he called into the kitchen, getting the attention of the bull he spoke to earlier. "cancel one of those orders, and send the other in to nate, will ya?"

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