For a Case of Beer
[edit: bluey roo is not a copyrighted character, and the "massive tank girl story" has been discontinued for quite a while] desert. black desert.
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 12
My headset was connected to both the tank's intercom and to the radio, allowing me to communicate with the tank crew, and hear any incoming radio transmissions.
Tigger Tank & A Horn Handled Gun (prequal)
"who wants a ride in tigger's tank? the end "tigger tank" (next part of the story) chapter 1.
End War, Start of another War
November 11th, 1918 End War It was the end of the war. Finally, we made it to the end. We had been fighting so hard to get this far. In the end, here we are, the victors of a bloody war. I was proud to see an end to this... slaughter. This...
390 In The High Places
Save Point: In The High Places The Battle Of Kalikshutra "_What is this place?" she demands, of curiosity, when they come to a height on which seven spurs of yellow-grey stone, like the bones of the world exposed, curve upward to form a cradle...
Meeting Mander
Take the tank!!" the desert hound looked at the tank, then back at mander with the most mischievous grin ever. they were free!
Shockstars
tank girl looked at her eyes, and all she saw was black. "move yer ass, booga!" tank girl screamed. the kangaroo snapped to and kicked the gas pedal, but all the car did was rev its engine.
Red Winter: Wake Up Call
Captain packard and his men quickly advanced next to the type 96's, making sure that they kept some distance from the tanks in the event of a surprise anti-tank missile.
Orange Crush
Andy marched up to the tank, his flat leathery beaver tail bobbing in time with his steps.
The Border
The tanks continued onward, unaware that a platoon of tank destroyers had positioned themselves on a high ridge behind the trench, giving them a commanding view of the battlefield.
In The Tank pt.1
It was warmer than the tank she spent her whole life in, more humid too. her nausea was lifted by the rich, earthy aroma. stretching her limbs she felt a breeze. yes, soft, exquisite air through her fur.
Tank - A Ride Home
Umm...tank? wait up!" tank stopped dead, a half-grin creeping up on his face as he could already feel his crotch tingle with anticipation. this could only mean one thing.