Tales of Furlingas - Choose your own story text adventure part 15
"i mean the damn lying snake was bad enough, but this guy could really do some damage!" kenia shouted standing right in front of the bear who had stood silent for the entire exchange. "yeah!" runo agreed and then his face twisted.
Never Taste Freedom
His goofy, smug smile held his cig at an upward angle so i thought he might stick the damn thing up his nose. he had that habit of talking while not taking it from his mouth, so most of what he spoke sounded mumbled.
Man and Monster: Chapter 2
I was still corpse-like pale, with claws, ridiculously thick black hair, fangs, red eyes, and the damn dreamcatcher necklace i could still not take off. at least i had my dick back. you're never going to be human again. biidanaandam mocked.
Never Taste Freedom
His goofy, smug smile held his cig at an upward angle so i thought he might stick the damn thing up his nose. he had that habit of talking while not taking it from his mouth, so most of what he spoke sounded mumbled.
Praetorian: Chapter 7
the damn computer assumed you'd die aboard that flagship. you were supposed to go down with your ship just like i was supposed to blow up with that reactor in my sim. you didn't.
EVIL DOESN'T DIE BOOK ONE CHAPTER FIVE.
"what, we ain't gonna kill the damn thing?" quipped eric. ariel just gave the lion a smirk, and started walking towards his car. location: the hotel.
The Dairyman
The nukes had hit the comet, and blown up, but the damn thing had a huge metal core. the massive assault only managed to shatter it into chunks, thousands of chunks consisting of either ice or who knows what.
Black and White
"i'd fall asleep and wreck the damn thing." he expected falco to laugh, but the bird just shrugged. "s'not completely brainless. there's obstacles courses and shit."
Ye Who Enters Here...
#10 of darkened seas this was done in late 2014 and i finally finished the damn thing! now enjoy the continuation of where we last left off: well...
Flexible Survival; Journal Entry 1
With a desperate glance back, i could see that the damned wyvern was getting ready for another shot.
Huff Puff Pant
Obsessed with meat, the damn carnivores.
The Farmers Boy (2)
_ x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x 6 am saturday and a bleary-eyed rottweiler stands at the kitchen countertop waiting for his toaster to hurry up and toast the damn bread for christ sake