Short Poetry Collection
faceless drones in white coats, boil bubble brew in the name of science march on, all problems can be fixed now, ask and all the pills you can pop are here, fear hate recklessness excuses flow like water, such a small it a living choice, the mandatory
Flying Mile High Chapter 3
The driver was a faceless old rabbit, mumbling to himself as he honked his horn at the millions of cars on the highway.
Saga of the Dark Skald - Prologue: An end, a beginning.
His features hidden by a faceless mask. he stood oblivious and unconcerned to the cold freezing wind or the storm that raged around him. a woe weaver. a servant of the dark skald.
Cynder Drone Vs. Cynder Dragon
Cynder doesn't flinch as she feels unnerved by the faceless gaze of it. _"your people? what makes them your people? why do they belong to you?"_ cynder drone prime inquires. cynder raises an eye ridge, _"no emotion.
Into Eternity
The faceless deity groaned in pain. edorias was on his proverbial last legs. the dark god couldn't fight back.
The Secret of Sex Jellies 7
The kobold opens one eye, only to see that the faceless, all-consuming form has disappeared, only to show giant happiness before her. "j... jay?" the slime slurps free from the oozy mass, showing off the curvy, melty form of the slime girl. "yep.
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"you shouldn't be as cute as y' are when y're doin' y' faceless thing, merle," he continued, gripping the middle finger of one glove in his beak and pulling it from his hand, roughly grabbing the graceful reptile's outlined cock and balls and getting a moan
Author's Freedom
Brian is not important at all, i mean, he is faceless! _"what, why!? i want to be in other stories too!"_ no brian, shut up. you have only been made for the sake of example.
Demonetized
If he wanted to rant about the gay agenda while mowing down hoards of faceless, nameless enemies, that was his prerogative! if the queers had anything to say about it, they could keep it to themselves.
Breakout 2
Karra looks over her shoulder, and standing there, dressed in a faceless mask, is the short individual, perhaps a halfling or a gnome, with potions and vials and beakers and the like draped over belts. "so, out of your special ingredient again, miss?"
Milah vs Winnow 1
The creature is faceless, nearly like some kind of dummy. milah quips, "s... sorry, but this thing is not my type." "your type in this tournament is your opponent, and this is your opponent."
The Creation of a Soul
**the creation of a soul** a faceless puppet hangs by its strings on a hook in the wall. nude and unpainted, it's starting to collect dust.