Chapter 7: La Revolution Part 1
Mark had just single handedly killed forty two people, and never thought anything of it. another dozen sat dead by the combined efforts of arath and nath, and ten from the barrel of scott's sidearm.
Hurled Through Hell 12
"forty-two years, zaleos." "forty-two years, daddy. i'll be waiting." they kissed. it was soft and gentle rather than the intensity of the cursed touch before, but he almost missed the other one.
in a wolf's body: chpt 6: the truth
I cried as she continued licking "forty-two, fort...forty-three" i looked down at arctic in disbelief, damn i was close, i couldn't lose this... i just have to hold it in. "forty-five! forty-six, for... forty...seven!"
Voyager: Chapter 11
"i have located multiple references to the number forty-two in your history. it is fiction." "yeah." i admitted. "storing data." it whirred. "this intrigues me. is humor common on this planet?"
The Tavern
"there's at least a hundred and twenty barrels down here, and forty two smaller barrels along the back wall over there". "wow!" said tapa "very impressive" "not as impressive as you were with my barman" said the st. bernard "you watched us?"
The Captain's Lament (final rough draft)
Her simulated top speed is around warp forty two." everyone in the room gasped at this. the admiral paused and looked at everyone for a minute. "this engine is a beta version of an alpha currently running on the planet.
The Legend of Spyro: Return of the Dark master 5
The sword looked to be about forty-two inches, the handle long enough for the user to use one hand, or maybe to from where the teen stood.
ND2 - A Satisfied Father
Her gaze softened as her front legs uncrossed, then her massive body rose with her usual feline grace, unbothered by her ripe age of being forty-two.
Chapter 02 - Cyanide and Old Lace
"that'll be forty-two fifty please." the pony handed him the fifty. "keep the change." "thanks," he replied. "you guys really going to eat all that?"
ND1 - Warmth and Comfort
Her gaze softened as her front legs uncrossed, then her massive body rose with her usual feline grace, unbothered by her ripe age of being forty-two.
Moonlight Films
For forty-two brutal, soul-destroying minutes do we see, grainy but unmistakable, a masked woman, naked save a butcher's apron pitilessly torture an identically masked man bound to a chair
Intruders
forty-two megajärvi." srivastava looked over her shoulder. "forty-two, ma'am?" "five marks over our rated maximum, i know. we'll have to drop out when we launch the_tempest_, anyway. time is of the essence.