Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 2
Not that it looked bad on her or anything; it matched her eyes perfectly and complimented her grayscale fur. power-wise, she was another cryokinetic like francis. it was almost like they give people with arctic animal dna ice powers on _purpose_...
The Wolves In Me -Part 5-
The small bit of nature was beautiful and inspiring, and after living in a grayscale cave for a month or so, it was a little hard to control myself, but i managed as best as i could.
Particle Cataclysm Pt.2: Revival
Time passed-the professor had no idea how much time had passed, only that it had been and gone-and light pinks and reds started to flicker in with the grayscale.
The Black Shepherd - Chapter 30
. \* \* \* its exterior was long and rather handsome--grayscale brickwork, white vinyl and dark shingling.
Love Is Surreal
I then realized that everything around me except the 3d glasses was colored in a grayscale tone. my green plaid was mostly a dusty color and the seats were also an ashy shade. "want popcorn?" he asked again.
Snowy Stars
Rather than explain, desmond pulled a card out of his breast pocket - a business card, grayscale, but shiny and professional-looking. _skiing lessons monday-friday: 9am-6pm,_ it read. _saturday-sunday: 11am-3pm_ on the second line.
Morph Class: part 1
'comfort with canomorphs' was the title, and below that was a grayscale sketch of a human woman -- a very pregnant human woman -- kissing a doberman pinscher canomorph full on the muzzle.
Gospel of the Masters - Ch. 12: Collar
One moment i was in grayscale village tending to your horses, and the next i was here… i've been outside a while, i just… you seemed busy with all the noise, and—" the young wolf finally stopped talking, his gaze settling on the strange creature sobbing on
Daisy and Boss: 10 - Hot On the Scent of Trouble
The grayscale effect was broken by a crimson skinny belt she wore over the skirt but under the cropped length jacket and red hoof polish to match. she turned heads as she strode by even in the mayhem of 8am.
Recoil: Chapter 1, Reaper
Time slowed, everything was in grayscale. the crowed silent, i couldn't hear anything. "ahhhhhhhhh!" i roared as my steel toe boots connected with his skull, splitting it in half. sending brain matter on the bloody curb. my blood boiled.
Father's Day
His clothes were quite aged as well, they looked like they had been taken straight out of one of those black-and-white movies...well, what i mean is that they looked old-fashioned, not that they were grayscale. his suit was brown.
Tuely's rocket ride
She let out a gasp of pain and surprise, before a stinging slap across her face sent everything into a grayscale monotone. she felt hands pin her to the dirty concrete, squashing her breasts into the cold pavement as her senses reeled from the blow.