Turkey Shoot
The clatter of misfires, preignition, and detonation grew louder and louder over the sickly purr of the engine, temperature gauge pegged and manifold pressure low and wavering.
A Dash for Freedom, part 2
His penis, now stiff and throbbing, was spurting precum wildly as his misfiring brain sent agonizing jolts of pleasure and pain down his spine, and his survival instinct slowly gave way to a burning desire to yield to his fate.
Abducted By Beasts - Chapter 16
Ekg scans showed misfiring synapses inside of his brain. nothing in his genetics or neuro scans indicate any indicators of aggression. no other significant behavioral markers are present.
By Any Other Name - Chapter 2
I can feel his anxious shaking, the nerves underneath his skin misfiring their little signals to cause it. he's really broken up. "alright, we'll get there in a jiff. what happened?"
[Commission] Sticky Situations and Irrefusable Offers
His limbs and joints seized with every brush of goo on oversensitive flesh, and the pounding made his very synapses misfire in the most amazing ways. he could taste the sensation sizzling within his skin and innards and passageways.
Chapter Twenty-One: With Eyes Opening
Once my thoughts stopped misfiring after a few seconds, i couldn't help the devious grin that appeared on my face as i leaned closer to cadence, almost bumping my nose against hers but stopping short from an actual touch because of the rather intimate connotation
Rabbit Eggs
We were genetically incompatible however, only our emotion types matched, causing the misfire- your body was trying to provide the energy for the eggshell, but it had no compatible host body to send it too, causing the discharged energy to form an eggshell
The oath of the brother-in-blood
They've fired more than two million of these since their introduction without one _single_ misfire. that's since their introduction. and these have to go through a catapult launch — plus reentry, and all your combat maneuvering." “not bad."
A New Dawn - Chapter 26 (Hard Lessons)
I turned to look at garan and leonidus, they had taken a seat at a brazier on the other side of the arena, out of range of any possible misfires. cairn seemed to be eager to continue despite the obvious task he had set upon himself.
The Boss
He had only gotten this far once, when his misfired ember hit the boss directly on the tail. his siblings' laughter had drowned out any apology he tried to make, and the boss had swallowed him in past his shoulders before spitting him back out again.
The Wizard's House of Pleasure 3 Teased and Attire
Crisp jumped as he kicked one leg forward, almost like one of the nerves in his leg had misfired, almost kicking his sneaker right off from how far in the air his leg went before he could pull it down.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 53: Art of Siegecraft
I suspected there were some misfires too, though it was hard to say as this time i opted to view everything remotely, instead of inspecting the work of the firing crews in person.