Engineering, Part 2
. \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* "always the cliché location," oleg grumped quietly, once more sounding like his proper russian self. "clichés exist for a reason," i murmured in reply.
Commission: Tentacle Beast Loving!
This secret elevator hidden behind the bookcase (very cliché) supposedly lead to his mad science lab. as the elevator stopped and the door opened, she looked down a white hallway (again, very cliché). "are you sure you want this?" he asked her.
A Place to Rest on the Ocean
I bought a (how cliché) sandwich - make that 2 sandwiches - and rapaciously ate all of them. i then proceeded to nap for three hours. twenty minutes after the waking up, i departed to the faroe islands.
His Choice
The bunny loved salad, perhaps cliché for rabbits. and even more cliché was his love of carrots. but, hey, what can you do? it was who he was. at least it wasn't something you could get killed over.
Unknown Worlds: Deposited
I exclaimed to them and they nodded with grins upon their faces and leonar threw his claw up into the air shouting, "hope we do not bore the audience with a cliché old story!"
Handle With Care
The life of a courier is never an easy one, with constant driving and heavy lifting, as well as the occasional mistake such as dropping a fragile package by accident, or causing some form of traffic jam when there is no safe place to park your over...
Bite the Bullet Train
I lived out one of those cliche porn plots while i was there. really surprised me. and now i'm getting ahead of myself.
Nether Encyclopaedia: the Celestials
During mating season they, like the bishops, stick to the clichés and originals, but always try to make it a night to remember.
Poem: The End of a Lonely Night
I stare out the large, lone window always big enough for that cliché jump and splatter without hitting the so few flowers at the entrance. clever. i swig down my last half-shot while listening to the static of the t.v.
A Striped Tail Chapter 9: Danger in the Alley
More cliché's." he fired from under the beifcase, but the kangaroo was already out of the way and the bolt struck the building on the other side of the street.
Possession
But alas despite the wishes put out by the loneliness of clichés i still look up at the sky, the endless skies impervious to pain, scars from the poison rain
Conversation
Rote response and cliché phrase. do my words have meaning? am i talking to the ceiling? maybe i should stop. you talk. i'll listen.