The Yoshi Mask
Paco asked as he examined the mask. "yeah.." sid sighed. "well, lemmie try." the dino said as he put the mask on. it was a perfect fit. "hey, this is pretty coo-ah!" paco screamed as a green goo erupted from the mask and covered his face.
Masked Puppet
The stage curtains slowly open, Shining the spotlight on these charcoal eyes. Tight ropes pull him down into a paralysis state, Keeping the actor in the sweet confines of the contented bed. "The show must go on!" A barely audible sentence flowing...
The Porcelain Mask
The eye shadow, liner, and brow pencils colored in the last of my mask. the clothes, vintage and something out of an anne rice novel, covered me like a welcome lover. soft and warm, my transformation was complete.
The Breaking of the Mask
He had learned to create a mask of content disinterest that covered the true loneliness that he felt every day. anyway though, it is now the first day on his junior year.
BEHIND THE MASKS
"though he was only making a joke, i know ulysses was being serious when he said it was funny that we met with masks on but now that we know each other, one of us still has a mask on, hiding their identity.
My Mask
Looking through cage bars looking through soulless eyeholes in my mask
Behind The Mask
The big grizz grinned, and reached under the counter, pulling out a black mask that looked almost like what zoro would wear. i paid with my card, signing over joe his tip, and then i slipped on the mask.
Mask of the Mirror
As his vision finally came into focus he found himself staring up at the grinning, masked face of the renowned master thief.
Behind the mask
**behind the mask** by strega the room was dim, and the breath of the lone occupant fogged as she stretched out in front of the controls.
The Harbinger Mask
An annoyed sigh echoed out of the mask, and the wolfess' hands moved up, grasping the soldier's still jerking head to stabilize it and keep the mask on correctly.
Masked Jackals
masked men to jackals. what else is there to want in life really masked jackals by grumb the elevator grinded to a halt, its four occupants quietly facing the doors with guns drawn.
Demoness Mask
She looked around for the source, before realizing that the voice was coming from her mask and stammering out a response. "w-who are you?" if the stiff mask could smile, it would.