I Just Want to Play a Video Game
Since that manager-seeking yorkshire bitch from earlier today wasn't an option, i chose "the priestess who has willingly trained herself for pilgrimage." the screen faded in on a priestess-y looking girl in a forest. finally.
The King's Shilling
Her captain was one john watson, a polar bear from the yorkshire dales, though his yorkshire accent was worn away after over thirty years at sea. his grey-blue eyes held a grim look, and his smile was even grimmer.
Straight Shot
They sat beside each other along the walls of the bay, eying the two figures who sat opposite them, dressed identical to the mps in the yorkshire truck.
The Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse, Group 4, Scene 1
He stumbled down the steps, a mangled yorkshire terrier bounding its way down the stairs toward him.
The Merrin, part 8
Alice hamilton yorkshire-berris august 7, 2984 june 19, 3130 ba 57 beloved wife, mother, friend sighing heavily, he adjusts the stone slightly and then heads to the pod.
Exile - Chapter 16: An Unusual Week
The yorkshire pudding is a bowl of bread with sausages and mashed potatoes. and the treacle tart is a tart shell filled with a syrup made from treacle- i think you call it 'molasses' here?"
Fuckonomics 101
"hey, megan," the vixen said, craning her neck this way and that as the yorkshire terrier passed behind her head, which rested on the arm of the couch.
A Time of Distress and Excess (Chapter 1 Part 1)
A grey furred sergal from yorkshire, lived alone in his segment of suburbia. he raised from his slumber & headed down stairs after donning his striped dressing gown. he shambled towards the kitchen, filled his kettle with water & placed it on the hob.
Unless, Part Seven
A leopard slapped the ass of a stocky, muscular yorkshire terrier as the latter moved to stand against the window, where anyone might be able to see them as they coupled, but the ellison twins were more focused on the fact that nigel was approaching an orgasm
The Children of Eryth: Demons (Chapter 3)
The yorkshire extended his hand, and gave a polite smile. "i'm professor lyan temird. it's a pleasure to meet you. i was the man that oliver contacted from the department. i've heard quite a bit this mysterious s-ray of yours, locke.
Tardy
Cody just stopped talking, the youth starting to pant as that dragon pumped two fingers into the boy's backside, working the yorkshire's seed around, prodding the boy's prostate with expert finesse.
The mirror pool
There is a lake called the mirror pool in west yorkshire, uk. how far would you go to meet an idol? would you die? how does it go? devotion, fanaticism, martyrdom? it was worth a shot.