The Cat's Meow
The 1920's was a pretty interesting time for history. here's hoping i did it justice. as always, read, share, and enjoy... just stay away from da voodoo.
Superhero
Mary's was an old, foreboding stone building, built in the neo-gothic style half their city had once carried right around the 1920's.
Suffer the Children
The floorboards were an eyesore as well, as old as the rest of the house, built in the 1920's, the polish and tarnish long since rubbed down to the bare wood.
Stage two: Evasion
Now he looked like a gangster from the 1920's. he was wearing a fedora and slacks. he wore a white shirt with a black tie. a pair of suspenders kept his pants up on his slim frame. henry now saw why moon was said to be so thin. he was a skeleton.
Coming to Terms: Farewell
The car turned down oak st, and made its way to 1920. the house stood brightly light, waiting for the owner to leave. brandon leaned over and pressed his equine lips against the leonine who sighed. "you'll do well brandon.
Chapter Seven
When we settled here in 1920, our pride was a shadow of what we'd been before the revolution."
No Homo
She had her hands over her face trying to explain for me, as we were surrounded by half naked actors trying on various 1920's apparel.
Rej & Bastion 01: Truths
The house itself looks like it's from the 1920's, an opulent yard, with a round-about driveway. there is even a door greeter who offers to take my coat. i'd be lying if i said it wasn't intimidating. i'm middle class. period.
Apex City - Soaring Gluttony
Contains: 1920-30s flight aesthetics, eager prey henchmen, vore as reward, mass oral vore, weight gain, flustered faces, business as usual, begging to be eaten, straining pilot suit, multiplying chins, belching up clothes, re-swallowing clothes, playful predation
Expedition 1910
Journal of sir james mackintosh, august, 23, 1920 finding the wreckage of the ploaris was a lucky break. it is no more than 5 kilometers from the fishing village of vel't'. it is an interesting place to be sure.
It's Tough Living on a Farm - Part 3
It was almost like they were living in the 1920's. the road was dirt, with many cartwheel marks and hoof prints engraved in it. there were very few cars here; people preferred horses or buggies, since it was such a small town.
One Halloween Night...
Here in the 1920's, despite being a newcomer, the badger had managed to establish a business, meet a beautiful girl, and settle down. _perhaps that is what i should do_, he thought as he continued to watch the waves.