The Voice
By the time he'd opened the package, though, the voice spoke again. _~don't let him use a condom.~_ oh dear. this was serious, wasn't it? but the voice wasn't to be questioned.
Voices
:d the voices in my head belong to all my friends, a viking here, an officer there egos all around. refreshed anew by this lead, a soldier bellows 'this is the end!' as i pull out my hair, and roll onto the ground.
The Voice
the voice boomed again "quit yelling and why?" huma said. his head throbbing from the voice. "do it now if you whant to live" the voice blasted though his head right then, three figures burst though the door.
Well After All
Unless you have another best friend." this time the voice was teasing and playful. "ethel! ethel! get in here!" the dragon shouts, over-joyed to have his best friend back in his life that had seemed to be filled with nothing but darkness.
The Voice Within: Vying for Control
Closing tight around it "_now,"_ the voice demanded. _"you will either die or give me back my body!"_ it started to shake me senseless. chocking me till i eventually passed out.
Kingdom Hearts: The new holder of the Keyblade
Voice: all you have to do is call my name....and i will help you n1: the voice faded and everything got blurry, soon tsume woke up and saw jake gone tsume: -sit up- jake? where did you go?
There's a Place in the Great Pack for You
They were what got me involved in the voice of dog, which is now not just my job but my vocation. the first of these did so from flat nothing.
Red Viscous On Black Fur
Red viscous on black fur Life giving liquid released with a squirt Ugly scarred hole, burnt into flesh Last gasps left wanting breath Claws grasp at empty skies Sights, sounds fade with one last sigh Fangs in muzzle gnash with one last breath A...
Epoch of the Rune Part 1
Ethundova The spring sun rose in the eastern sky casting light across the vast peninsula of Highford. The bright morning star's reflection shimmering in the port waters of Ethundova. The docks bustling with activities as preparations for the...
waking dreams (poem)
Now lay back down cry to sleep, the voices shall be there soon, "give up" they yell at you, never can you make such a choice? it is time.. for you to sleep, repeat the waking dreams... they will forever haunt you.
The Homecoming of Daniel Usherswell
#51 of poetry written for the voice of dog's pride month, and because khakidoggy wanted to try a reading of something with this meter.
Elder Scrolls Infinity
._ the voice was distant, and not entirely foreign. a small part of her wondered if the artifact was taking control, but kala couldn't deny that she wanted it, wanted at least a chance, even without any nudging.