Thunder In Paradise (Chapter 1)
The kids finally reach their neighborhood on roma, all the houses a dark red shade with darker red frames. the lights are dim as the sun goes down,"wellp, we'll see you guys tomorrow. night thunder."
Showdown At The Colonnade
"you must really love roma to leave milano, i must say." "well, i do love this city, there are so many things that i love, artistically speaking, and more chance for work for someone like me."
The Maiden and the Wolf
The group, one of them carrying a revolver with silver bullets, romaed the hallways of the castle untill they came to the tower he was in now. all of them save for sara had ran at the sight of the chained beast and the gun was dropped.
Colors of the Rainbow, Part 3
His father nodded as they pulled into the parking lot out front of the roma gardens.
Happy Saturday
Wow he's just so roma...dammit again1?!' zack shook his head, earning a curious glance from his brother. "you ok?" "yeah never mind, i'll go help him now." "sweet, back to my game!"
Bound in the Stalls: Part Two
Fluttershy smirked as roma stepped up to be first in line, an earth pony that she had had an altercation with many years back.
Good Morning~
._ his own shaft had a knot at the base roughly the size of a ripe roma tomato, and then above that the shaft narrowed slightly, then thickened again in the middle before tapering to the point.
The Fox General: March on Vulpezzia
"lombardia, vulpezzia, tuscany, roma, napoli..." luce frowned and twitched her ears as her own senate seat's name was listed off. "...syracuse and provence." "fuck..."
Unhappy Fourth of July
Ma-ti pleaded, "america wants to kill the roma too!" "lel i'm his tradwife he can fuck my red ass." steve and wanda then made out, and it was so disgusting that pocahaontas, ma-ti and kahhori vomited wild rice, bison meat and mammoth bones.
Captured and Changed
I could hear lady gaga "roma-ma"-ing through some tinny speakers, and the ground was vibrating, so i figured i was at least in a vehicle of some kind. i also deduced that there was a bag over my head. my nose itched more than it ever had before.
The Long Patrol: Behind the Bushes, Part 2
"my mother roma taught me the ways of the shaman squirrels." "are you coming with us, orava?" asked russa. "unfortunately, i was only crossing paths with you two," said orava. "my shaman ways are complicated."
Roman Tour
Reception desk he idly thought what monuments the rich tourist would want to see and repeated in his mind all the notions about them; it was a little boring to do the same routine over and over again, but the clients wanted to see the most famous spots of roma