TUESDAY, A Metamor Keep Story
"disappointed you didn't scare the rube? i used to run a caravan across the flatlands and the steppes and the far east. i've traded with os-var-khai and the dragon city, so i've known my share of people with tails."
So This Tauren Walks Into A Bar And…
A poor naïve, simple-minded rube, fresh off the wyvern, who was in the capital for the very first time.
MFMshorts (4)
Seemingly randomly welded together, it resembled a bad excuse for a rube goldberg machine. it had lots of cables, bulbs, computer parts and something that resembled an electric chair in the middle.
Dr. Change's First Subjects
It's just like turning on the light switch-" "except the light switch is a rube goldberg machine." "exactly."
City of Light: Chapter 14
How could she forget the performances, the acting, the deception that would spill from that silver tongue to seduce, trick or play some helpless rube. lyndis, with a heavy sigh, delicately tapped the gryphon's beak.
Redux A Noble Regressor 18: The Royal Road.
A bunch of rubes out in the sticks might be impressed by the fact that he had taken up concubines, or beaten bandits, but other nobles did not. “now hurry master,” the old woman hurried him along, “we don’t want to keep your father waiting.”
Redux A Noble Regressor 9: A Vessel Is Most Useful When It's Empty.
Besides the obvious, the first impression that jun had of it was that it had to, indeed, be written by a rube out on the sticks; he didn’t dedicate a page each for the greetings or the apologies stated at the beginning.
Can't Break Me!
Soon here hole hand was inside the beasts cock sleeve and rubing against the penis within. "mmmmm i love it when you do that." the gryphon cooed, wiggling his hips a bit which caused the girls hand and arm o swing back and forth.
Zaide's Toon'd Torment [Commission]
The looks on those three rubes' faces were like a drug. she also got another pleasant surprise.
Crisp and the Mansion
"you're a first class rube! a chump! a sucker!" as he yanked the boy's tighty-whities up along his back, giving him a wedgie. the wolf yelped and whimpered. he slumped over, his arms clutching at his head. he couldn't do it anymore. "oww...
2.6 - Fair Play
Or they view me as a rube. pat me on the head and move on." he paused. then smiled, hopefully. "you're giving me someone to talk to. that's a use, isn't it?" "i suppose so, yes." "how'd you come to serve aboard a freighter?"
Artistic License
Let this naïve, hung, rube make as much of a mess as he wants! the thrill of the con, the excitement of the manipulation, the fact he had this hoity toity socialite squirming like living clay in his hand was so potent a motivator!