It's Getting Hot
As hard as they hoped it was just hobos lighting a barrel fire, it was torches being lit. a band of hooded men began to patrol the streets, and announced quite loudly that they were going to "kill some masks."
Journal of a Changed Slave: Ch.1
And instead of just hobos, or strangers, i figured i'd make the best of it by getting back at people who wronged me in the past. oh, here he is now."
All I Want...
Homelessness was a huge problem here, and even in the station i could see five or six hobos just lying around down here, but that was nowhere near as bad as our wild pokémon problem.
Chapter 5- Refusing One's self(part 2)
The card's back was similar to the deck of cards on igor's desk, yet when i saw it and flipped it back to the picture, i saw something different: this time it was of a person with a hobo bindle and dog walking off the edge of a cliff.
The Runt: An Unexpected Guest
Dante, dressed like a hobo, clapped twice, and then pointed at the landing. "come on cotton-tail, the parents are waiting to take pictures."
Adzi and the Dragon Chapter One: Riea
Do you know what adventurers like to do when they're not being crazy murder hobos?" "no your majesty." "they like to spend barrels of gold pampering themselves! dungeon side spas! it's such a great idea!
A Weekend Visit pt.1
I looked down at my meager ensemble and sighed softly, "sweetie, you're going to make me look like a hobo. all i brought was tshirts.." "i've got extras if you're so self-conscious. i'm sure something will fit."
Cul-de-Sac (By Avoozl)
Nice hobo costume," zeke said. hannah had followed zeke over. "clay isn't _in_ costume, but he still gets points for actually knowing who pablo picasso is." "yeah..." clay stared at her with this pithed look in his eyes.
Cul-de-Sac
Nice hobo costume," zeke said. hannah had followed zeke over. "clay isn't _in_costume, but he still gets points for actually knowing who pablo picasso is." "yeah..." clay stared at her with this pithed look in his eyes.
in equal measure [version 1.01/unbastardized]
On a street corner there were cats...man-sized cats...which i presume were the ladies of the night, there were hobos of all descriptions [a goat, pushing a trolley from one end of the road to another as he peered into the windows of resturants, watching some
Chapter 5: Refusing One's Self (Part 2)
The card's back was similar to the deck of cards on igor's desk, yet when i saw it and flipped it back to the picture, i saw something different: this time it was of a person with a hobo bindle and dog walking off the edge of a cliff.
Under Her Tail
The same cashier that worked earlier stared at evan with the same weariness one would a hobo with an 'end times' sign. "i mean...you were a goat when you bought the game an hour ago. i remember you perfectly."