Of Stars and Flame ~ Prologue
Pulling it around his shoulders and hugging himself for warmth, the fox stumbled his way toward a dense patch of trees nearby, grabbing his machete in case he had to make something easier to carry.
Road Trip of Murder part I
For the trip, we packed several kinds of weapons and tools and equipment necessary for torture and murder, like saws, axes, guns, machetes, knives, rope, duct tape, etc. we also brought along tons of music.
Identity: Chapter Eighteen
He'd waited for feeley to come out, but the guy had been later than he'd expected, so mikey had actually dozed off as he crouched there in the shadows, and all he could do when feeley suddenly appeared was swing the machete in the hopes he'd make contact
Rengoku
The next to come to mind was adam, the sweet husky that he once knew was replaced by a machete wielding genocide addict. erik ran to his side to check what was wrong, which caused toshio to cringe.
Decontamination Day
He'd take a rifle and a machete and go out fighting, futility be damned. or maybe he'd join his mother and sister again, cowering in an iron box from a society spun out of control.
Sex and Drakes and Rock 'n Roll
In the far corner a grizzled veteran with congolese machete scars rolled his yellow eyes back and screamed in cosmic glee, frothing at the mouth, as a drake boy rode his cock with thin wails of pain. hands trapped the boy in place.
The Rabbit and the Tiger
Finding a leaning pine tree he pulls his machete and starts trimming branches, creating a place for him to crawl under it. the snow quickly starts to fill the air as he slides himself under the tree.
Metamorphosis (Chapter8, Act1, Book2)
Another man with a machete approached and put the blade against the loupe's left temple. "i could split your skull, white devil. so what brings you here and how did you get this address?"
Fuckday the 13th
He raised his machete and prepared to walk out when suddenly he heard his mother's voice again. 'not yet dear, let's see what those girls are doing first.'
No Light to be Seen Book 2: Chapter 1
When my right hand made for the machete that particular hand was gripped in a vice grip by a small set of jaws and sharp teeth.
The Last Living Souls.
Extending under the bed where he keeps his machete. his hands grab true and he clenches the blade as he rolls, knees on the floor, bursting in pain at the impact. he turns, looking into the eyes of the vixen.
Memory frame; The compound.(teaser)
Two heads for the machetes with handles, binding tape and some paper mache i could mix with the office supplies to make a kindergarten concrete. it's hardly a workshop, but if i can get some glass out of it to reinforce i'll be like a kit again.