The symbiote raccoon
- repeated rocket worryingly as the tendrils were getting dangerously close to him, while holding his rifle with all his strength.
The Arrival (Part 2)
Looking back up the way the dark skinned commander was holding his rifle sideway and looking along the 'top' of the rifle instead of the sights, reno sucked in a breath and lowered into a sprint.
RETREAT, HELL! WE JUST GOT HERE!
A poem inspired by the text based rpg, flexible survival written by evan hamilton flexible survival copyright nuku valente \*\*\* -dedicated to the brave men and women of 2nd battalion, 5th marines- \*\*\* \*\*\* my bloodstained rifle still in hand
Pruning The Trees of Reality
He pulled the trigger of his rifle and let 5.45mm bullets disintegrate the rat's skull and shoulders. dropping the rifle he leapt from the side of the car to lou's side. the bobcat's eyes were closed, his fur spattered with blood.
Poor Private Perkins Part 3
Her nose was streaming blood from when thomas had smashed it with his rifle, accenting the red paint she wore under each eye.
Indigo Fire: Rescuing the Royal, P1
He saw his rifle still fixed where he had left it. he was glad it didn't fall off, otherwise he would be in trouble. he leaned on to the roof of the van once more and readied the rifle.
The Trip or Violating Every Law in the Geneva Convention
I took the opportunity to dive forward and grab my rifle (upon picking it up, i accidently drove the tip into bill's junk again), grabbed a clip and slammed it into the rifle and chambered a round.
Prison Break
As the guard he tackled begins to drop, he pushes off and upward, snatching the guard's rifle in his open paw, hurtling himself at the door. five left.
Boldly Coming -- 1st scene
She released another breath, opened her eyes, and lifted the rifle. she lined up a shot on the target and moved her finger to the trigger.
Ninth entry
You take the seburo, i'll take the sbr-9 and the rest use the repeating rifles. everyone takes ammunition and occupies a window, okay?" hiredeki takes the fully automatic assault rifle from his companion and begins to climb the roof of the vehicle.
Zoo Keeper - Epilogue - pt1
"incoming from the west, forty plus targets, on your rifles!"
Outcast Planet: Flames at Morning
A shadow danced across the headlight and i made out the outline of a tail flicking, along with a rifle cradled in its arms. pausing, i pulled back from the rifle, mouth hanging out. “did you just say kurwa?" “yes." “do you even know what that means?"