Into The Mists
"look, i hate to do this to ya but i was ordered to let you know as soon as you awoke to speak to tribune brimstone in his personal chambers as soon as you are physically capable. he wishes to speak with you.
Interlude 2: Unova...is Dead!!!!!
With fire, and his skin as black as volcanic rock, with small cracks of what looked like lava seeping from his body with every step he took.stretching from his back was a fiery aura, resembling the wings of an aviary pokémon as he summoned what looked like brimstone
Permanent Help
Had the little idiot plumber suffering in fire and brimstone." he finished with a small pout. "so you said you had a guest for me?" ludwig nodded nervously. "and why didn't you direct him toward where i take the usual that try to get in here?
An Escape of Demons
The smell of burning pitch, superheated air and brimstone, not to mention the fire itself or the twisted remains of the collapsed ceiling, wreaked pews and the broken and shattered flooring like a demonic maw leading to the basement itself, maw belching fire
07. Lulling the Demon
It was then that he froze; a strong, odious aroma of brimstone struck his nostrils and it was nearly enough to make him gag. he put a hand over his mouth and resisted a cough. how could he have been so careless?
January Rule 34 Story #1 - Pride of the Pridelands
When i teleport, i pass through a different dimension and there is the scent of brimstone. that is probably what you smell." simba coughed. "yeah, i gathered that... but you... you're nightcrawler, aren't you?" "you've heard of me?"
Drifter (Part 1)
An aura of fire and brimstone seems to radiate from professor mechmann's massive frame cowing the already cowed jonathan sneed as he gives his subordinate instruction: "listen very carefully, mr.
Hell of a Party
His brimstone-breath fogged up in yellowish clouds in the cool october air.
Hell's Prayers
Fire and brimstone, confusion, pain, anger. he was led away from the hen.
The Demon Hunter
A smell of brimstone and musk filled the air despite the brisk mountain winds, and the demon made a gesture; the almost universally understandable throat-cutting motion.
Commission: Buwaro's Very Long Day
As within reality buwaro's sheath would have been expanded with the evidence of his desire, the pulsing hot flesh would then drool out the slimy brimstone scented ichor for which the fire demon was now liberally producing.
Salamander's Clutch: Part 1
The ground parted with a pulse of fire that burned from deep in the heart of the earth, fire that brought the scent of steam and brimstone with it.