Kobold Kaos
Instead, there was a picture of the kobold, in the same kind of awkward dmv headshot as the human had been. next to sex was 'n', and written at the top was 'janus moon'.
Are ya Winnin' Son?
Logan chose the sniper lady and was ready to deliver the game-winning headshot... \*bam\* "are ya winnin' son?" "gah!!"
The First Step Towards Rank Privileges
I can probably pop out and surprise them, maybe take one out with a headshot if i get lucky. after that- “sweeper one reports negative movement, grid seven dash two five." they're closer than i thought, almost to the porch.
The Benefits of Solo Travel
Several headshots of him as a fox. and... one other picture. one he didn't remember taking. he opened it. it was a selfie of a fox-man sitting in a chair at the kitchen table.
A Bite Too Big
I filled out a flattering profile and posted a sultry (for me) headshot. now, two months later, this was the first person to show interest that was into anything remotely vanilla and didn't send "creep" vibes up my spine.
Shades of White - Part Two
Another missed headshot. cursing under his breath, the leopard did his best to focus on the game, but there was a hole burning inside him.
- Rolands Theory, Into the Skye - Ch0-1
. \* roland pulls the trigger taking out mazio with a headshot \* ( a voice picked up on rolands headset ) ( manuren : is mazio out of the picture ? ) roland : do you have to ask ?
Waste Away the Day - 3
No headshots, that's illegal for children contracts." rillion stomped aggressively while walking to the rifle, past arron while saying through his teeth, "and killing children isn't."
FPS
"headshot," nyte calmly said, grinning slyly. "m... motherfucker!" he hissed as he watched his character's viewpoint shift as he fell until the computer monitor was showing only the ceiling.
Twisted Minds
"headshot" â€" somebody yelled and the crowd started laughing. max regained sense and saw his friend lying motionless on the ground. he jumped to grab the fox, but was held tightly by punk.
Cherry: Chapter 29 - All Hell Breaks Loose
There wasn't a way for me to see what kind—or how many bullets it held—without having my brain immediately splattered from a headshot. if mitchell corbin knew how to shoot like that. the rear window shattered.
Kioga 8: Ship, Our Pants
Lugo grinned, watching the screen as he killed a couple of guys with improbable headshots.