The Sound of Silence
When no attack came, andy risked it and continued on, passing the frankenstein pub to his left. he nearly lost his footing as he went on, feeling a split moment of weightlessness as his feet went faster than he could keep up.
Advent Provides (Ch 23)
"it was frankenstein's monster." "you just can't appreciate the elegant simplicity of a classic car. that thing had history to it, i could tell." he finished off what was left of his beer. "so, what's your plan now? gonna keep being an actor?"
(Commission) Survival of the Fittest
This doc frankenstein bullshit ends now, or your career does." the feline pushed up his glasses and resumed signing his paperwork.
Sabrina & Sky: Summer Camp Part 1 By: Renatamer
Zeva's frankenstein like digimon boltmon... apply named adam, while zeo had named her weregarurumon, lobo... both girls dressed in black, had silver hair, violet eyes and pail skin.** **zeva and zoe reminded sabrina of vampires.
Sutopia, Ch 9
"so... this is some kind of frankenstein's monster mishmash of memories?" star rolled her eyes. "a little melodramatic.
Axel & Rena Part 4 By: RenaTamer
Victor von frankenstein's lab. the big screen tv sat on a large black and sliver box-thing that axel called an interociter... though it looked to her like an oversized ice cream maker.
Everyone Does It for Tricks and Treats
He saw frankenstein's monster and his bride in place of joseph and mary. in the crib, there was the zombie baby from dead alive. all the animals around them were little toy spiders, bats, skeletons and rats.
back to Halloween town
Next destination was halloweentown as we got out of the ship our outfits changed as well , hometown i bet you're a sexy witch just me and pretty much not much i said except wearing a werewolf masksora was a vampire , donald was a mummy and goofy was a frankenstein
Imprefect thoughts and in imerfect mind
He is driving his frankenstein monster that he tries to pass off as a ford ranger. a bronze plank is resting in the front set, the bed of the truck is filled with backpacking equipment. dad has a new story for me.
Act 1: Up A Creek
His ar-15--a bushmaster frankenstein of a rifle that his uncle had made for him--was pretty close to the base of the hill, considering.
Dream Job
frankenstein effigies of mismatched body parts sewn together in a semblance of thinking being but with chainsaws grafted to where their hands should be shamble around chasing folks left and through the cornfield with hockey masks where their faces
A Better Version
"something about the sun...." he muttered to himself with amusement, "it just brings them to life like frankenstein's lightning bolt."