Change in Venue- October
Lewis sighs through his breathing mask as he spots a particular advertisement that had a lot of graffiti all over it. he wasn't surprised the slightest bit that there was graffiti since it was over most of the city.
Bunny Bound
**bunny bound** written by leo\_todrius commissioned by tenko\_guren a sickly wind blew through the streets, carrying ancient dust down cracked cement and past rusted pipes, swirling around the out of place feet standing in front of the graffiti coated
The Mane Bar
graffiti was scrawled everywhere, sometimes in marker, sometimes scratched into the plastic with a claw tip. phone numbers, epithets, jokes, dirty words. the phrase "suck here" caught his eyes.
And So Was Born The Beast
Crooked timbers, rotting, rusted hinges, and not a speck of paint anywhere, not even graffiti. it looked like death, really. i can't remember which one of us came up with the idea first. it wasn't me, that's for sure.
From Horz To Whore
He was in the city, and not a good part of it, the streets dirty, graffiti on many of the buildings. nervously he started walking, looking around.
Youth's Night
Gradually he began spotting graffiti around the corners, in the alleys and under the bridges of the highways.
Smoking In The Boy's Room
He shouted out the last words, his shrill voice reverberating off the graffiti laden stall walls. eric took one hand off sue's ass and punched the thin wall, cracking it, nearly knocking a hole clean through it.
S.D.R. Fiat
The white was still amazed nobody had caught him fumbling in his pockets the grey still had a fondness for that public toilet though, such a filthy and degrading place to abuse the youth, pungent air and graffiti-scrawled walls.
For The Love of a Hybrid: Prologue
He looked over and saw a nice boxcar over on the rails that looked quite old and rusty with a bit of graffiti on the side. it didn't look like it had been used in years and he made his way over to it and peeked his head in the open door.
Chapter VII: Handwriting on the Wall
After his transformation he began his work, a little painting here and some graffiti there was how it was supposed to start.
Deep
The walls were practically wallpapered with posters and one even had a painted wall done in graffiti style. it was an old, large house. three stories above, one below, and a porch that wrapped around the entire first and second floor.
Fill-Up [Sketch]
As he nuzzled forward he felt the graffiti scratched into the paint brushing across the thick fur of his cheek – _call me; come here 4 a good time; fuck u;_ all the other classics – which just further settled the knowledge into him: _i’m back, i’m doing this