A Hero's Reward Part IV
"what are you listening to, death metal? punk? skate?" nikki asked, jumping down off of her bed and clicking off the cd player. "no... jonan pachelbel, 'air on g string'" kyle replied, humming the intricate classical toon.
Dear Diary
I'd known him since high school, and there'd been a---spark between us, something built on our shared love of death metal and perusal of darker religions.
Another Good Dog [Collab]
Actually, the last time he'd been there he'd met this _adorable_ otter, someone who looked totally out of place at that death metal show (well, the headliners were death metal, _symphonic melodeath_ to be exact): slim bordering on skinny, no piercings
Jon’s Anal Humiliation
He was only dressed in cargo shorts and a murder is light fun (aka milf) death metal t-shirt, his common casual lounging about outfit for the dorm. the otter padded across the room and over to the door, which he then proceed to open.
The Lead Crown: Ch 3b, The Prodigy (Pt 5)
If you remove the wood will it bleed to death?"
New Life, New Rules
Black jeans with two chains hanging from his right leg, and a black t-shirt with his favorite death metal band portrayed on the front. hangover crash. the story behind the name is actually kind of funny.
Devin the Rebel (Diapers)
"death metal!" shouted michael in a gruff, monotonous tone. the lion moved his head around rapidly and made the shaka sign with his paws. devin put some headphones and listened to the same track as michael, jerking his head in unison.
A Camp Experience
Hell, we could death metal scream as loud as we wanted, and nobody would hear us. which was a good thing for me. anyway, i walked back to the quad through the parking lot. as i walked, i sped up to try and catch a glimpse of jaxon.
Spike, The Possessed Emu: Story 2 Part 1
Spike went home and put on a couple of death metal cd's to listen to. he always found that screaming along with arch emu or morbid angelfish made him feel much better.
Hollister is No Place for a Goth
Every once in a while one would linger outside the entrance, but the death metal posters and lack of justin bieber t-shirts would have them fleeing back from whence they came. cody spent quite a few hours of his days at the mall.
Open Season Chapter 05: New Girl In Town
Real gonzo death metal stuff. and saturday it's three local garage bands duking it out in the battle of the bands type of thing. personally i don't think they should have left the garage." max grimaced. "why is that max, are they no good?"
True Love 101
I had always been single, the typical suburb-goth, just another unnoticed wolf in the endless sprawl of furres, my only comfort found in dark poetry and blasphemous tones of industrial rock or death metal, as well as the constant addiction of internet role