Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 16
He is shuffling his feet, fighting a sudden gust of wind. "i thought i'd never see you again." she walks over to him and gives him a hug, laughing loudly. "good morning, colin!"
Champions of Mareth - A CoC Tribute (1/2)
The once-cocky (both figuratively and literally) omnibus scrambles to her feet, fighting the immense pain coursing through her broken form. "th-thank you, oh merciful champion! y-you have my word!"
The Beginning of Appreciation...
I smiled, and palmed him in his ribs, uppercut him under the chin, and flipped him over my shoulders, he landed on his feet, "fight me," i said with a determined smile.
CHAPTER 12 - SOW THE WIND AND REAP THE TEMPEST
The hiss of the hydraulics screamed angrily as he flexed his hands in rage and slowly shambled to his feet. “fight me like a man you coward!”
Cobblestones and Threadbare Shirts
Taking a deep breath i slipped back to my feet, fighting not to let out a gasp of pain as the dirt and filth of the street ground its way into my wounds. the humans continued to cluster around where i had fallen.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Seven
Mirelle pushed herself back to her feet, fighting a wave of anger. for all the confusion, uncertainty and fear that little mongrel brought, he seemed to do a better job infuriating her than anything else.
The Sharptooth and the Spiketail
Spike tried to get back to his feet, fighting against the vines tying his legs. a sharp pull at the vine around his neck made him look at mauler, who looked down at him with a big grin. spike did not liked the way the sharptooth was looking at him.
Dark Harvest (Part 3)
Cybil glared at the lustgeist with furious eyes, forcing herself to her feet fighting the remaining pleasure pulsating from her crotch. she grabbed the hatchet with her free hand, keeping the creature at bay with the fire. "you son of a bitch!"
Kicking Up a Row
He pushed up, _hard_, his feet fighting for purchase as he strove to get himself as deep as he could in the akita. he did not consciously perceive this, or jenny's giddy yelp when he did so.
The Jigsaw's Prison
Kega gasps and snaps back to his feet, fighting through the pain that he felt in his body. he believes it's only his fear that's making it hurt worse. he grabs the pencil and quickly jots down the final number. the sheet is complete: _1.
Puck's punishment
He leans down and sticks out his tongue and runs his tongue across the barman's foot fighting back coughs and gags as the foul taste cover his tongue and threatens to turn his stomach inside out. "puck, what happened to you?" freya asks the young rat.
Potential MvP Rewrite(looking for feedback!)
I struggled to my feet, fighting through the pain to figure out where the hell the craft was. i didn't really have time to reflect that i had just been effectively been shot at by laser cannon.