PMD: Wildfire - Chapter 4
There was a solidly-built desk in the corner to the left with what appeared to be a pokémon-made manual typewriter sitting on top of it.
Indebted - Part 4 (SFW version)
Click-clack went the typewriter, i guess. and maybe we'd get through. maybe we wouldn't. i could imagine what'd happen should prostitution become legal before humans. i'd wake up one day to see officers investigating the interior, and they'd see us.
Interludes Before the Storm
I replied as i sat on the stool by my typewriter. "what about you? are things ok out there?" "i pass the time by observing every little rock we come across.
New Years Resolution (A2,B2,C13)
Words came across her contact lenses in a type font similar in style to an old typewriter. '_unknown. no fire alarm has been called in.
Supernatural Talent - Commission for DrgonMate7
Phasu saw his eyes twitch from left to right like a typewriter. "is that the script?" phasu asked, trying to break some of his tension. blake perked up and looked up at him. "yeah!" he said in a voice thick with a portuguese accent.
Apologia II
She stood up, carefully replacing the book on the shelves, before walking to a table by the window to give an old typewriter sitting there an affectionate dusting. "_au revoir paul. a demain soir_."
Expedition: Conferences
Oh, and a medic who'll probably insist on hauling in his chicago typewriter with extra ink. both of whom, by the way, got stolen from saf's most elite corp. heck, maybe someone will even bring a maxim... that'd really get the party started."
R/7 The Deep
"well, we have a typewriter and a tripod downstairs. you are going to write or draw something." as tail walks off, mac throws his arms out in a shrug. there is no arguing with tail. \*\*\* he is called suicide jack.
The Sound of Love Chapter 1
I am sure the monkey on a typewriter that is my brain will do better next time." the girl giggled quietly and bowed her head. "hello eb, my name is veronica. i actually just moved here with my family a few days ago.
Indebted - Part 4
Click-clack went the typewriter, i guess. and maybe we'd get through. maybe we wouldn't. i could imagine what'd happen should prostitution become legal before humans.
29: Misplaced
“hey, i started with a typewriter and day-old pictures from a u-2! d2c is _my_ brainchild, and i’d prefer it if my successor understood the ins and outs of the world’s most complex and sophisticated data mining facility.” “understood, sir.
Third Arc Crimson Moon: Chapter 4
Sitting right next to it was an ancient typewriter that had never seen use but was still clean and well kempt. rob mentioned once that he got it from his father as a 'good-luck-with-your-life-now-get-the-_fuck-_out-of-my-house-you-airheaded-faggot' gift.