110 Keselt Meets The Dragon Windfugue
It had a sort of bronze or brassy color, like the crashed remains of some sort of large exotic aircraft, but the dust and its sheer size obscured the edges and made it difficult to see exactly what it was beyond its being made of large metal plates.
IO.SYS
There's a saying amongst a certain sort of rocket scientist: "there ain't no stealth in space." the old shuttle's tiny little maneuvering thrusters were detectable as far away as pluto, and all sorts of useful info can be deduced from a drive-plume.
At The Lost Toad
"so, what sorts of women do you like?" quinn asked him. "um? lots of them?" "i mean for me finding us a show. what sorts of species? what sorts of naughty things do you want to watch them do?" "well, this tiger is definitely doing it for me."
Kayla: To New Frontiers
It's sort of like... we'd be playing pretend?"
Potion Cat: The Fugitive
It was a gray-furred feline with big purple eyes that were darting from place to place as if she were checking every corner for some sort of sign, some sort of danger perhaps.
Fallout: Universal Plaything
A building with a small wall of sorts built on the top, a small wooden porch, and a shack of sorts built off of it.
619 Swan Dive
Since this is the vehicle pool, it stands to reason that the direction of out is the way the vehicles have all been parked facing, at a sort of half angle.
Pridentity
Everyone else seemed to have some sort of uniform, even kit's torn up formal wear sort of look, but he was just a blond kid in a tie-dye t-shirt and shorts and sandals... but maybe that was the point. this was where he found himself, right?
399 Upon Awakening
There is no pattern of mutual exchange, none of the protocols match, but the door lock still detects him as some sort of unknown device.
953 The Flawed Reality
She manages to imply all sorts of things without ever saying them with the phrase, given that she is often taken by strange werewolves for one sort of ride late at night to remote places, and then for another sort of ride on whatever dirty pack-den mattress
Synthetic Hearts: Date Night
I've done this plenty of times before and i really enjoy the sort of emotional reaction out of it.
Mind Control Story: The Hippo's Helper...Again
Maria was always in action, moving about just beyond the counter with all sorts of different foods.