Rivals: Blood & Sex
Against highly trained and battle hardened mercenaries, they may as well have been scarecrows. one thing rhix had learned in his many years on campaign that making a plan more complex only provides opportunity for it to fail.
The Fig Tree Revolution
When she woke up that morning she surely hadn't expected to end up as some kind of blasphemous scarecrow with her face torn open and a fig tree nonchalantly growing out of her mouth. she had lost her sight and had thrown her eyes into my direction.
Discovering his hooves IV [Commission]
Fuchs looked around, spotting nothing of note in his surroundings aside from an old scarecrow emerging from amongst the fluttering crops. for the first time in a long while, he was traveling all alone.
Year's End
The bones of his shoulders pinch at the backs of my knees like a fur-wrapped scarecrow frame. i can't feel anything else. i reach out to touch him, but he slaps my hand away. sweat drips off his nose. he thrusts hard, then harder.
The Laboratory Accident Gone…
Having the goo almost down to his elbows was not doing any good for him as he was starting to feel like a particularly unattractive snowman or a scarecrow, perpetually poised to scare away vermin.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 10 - Purpose, Passion and Pain
Your work is about as important as a scarecrow in an empty field."
None So Vile 07: Salted Earth
A current passed through the crowd, protestors pushing forward as their voices all rose in unison, raising spears with scarecrows in crowns impaled on their points, arcing burning torches in the air. “oh, what do you expect?"
A Surreal Equine Tale of halloween story
Speaking of jack-o'-lanterns, they adorn the farm, casting eerie flickering light that dances across the scarecrows and cornstalks.
Blood Brothers
He remembered the flying monkeys stomping down upon the scarecrow, dancing over his hay-strewn shambles. mr.
Chapter II, To Ruskebó and back
"_oh rudder the scarecrow buck, hee-hee_ _he rode down hills at dresérren, hee-hee_ _nine pups, nine pups he saw, he saw_ _at dresérren_ _oh rudder, ye big ole' fool, hee-hee_ _ye tripped over some elken stool, hee-hee_ _a terrible noise ye made, hee-hee
The Return of Psychopuss
No, not blood, more like fruit punch poured over a torn apart scarecrow. "what the hell?" i asked aloud. alex managed to get a security guard's attention as he continued across the lobby. "what is going on here?" "i have no idea.
Fucking Hipsters
"you can put up skeletons, scarecrows, and simulated viscera, but in the end, i think most people are just made more uncomfortable by things being out of place."