Shadowguns Part 1: The Torment
The middle-aged man is about to give a speech. he wears a black cloak, with the hood up. the crowd starts to wonder if he'll take the hood off. the shadowgun takes off his hood and the crowd cheers.
The New Clown
"thanks, man. i knew i could count on you." he leans over, wrapping tom in a big hug. "you're the best friend a guy could ask for." he leans in and kisses tom on the cheek. tom blushes, suddenly feeling a bit shy as he hugs michael back.
I Put a Ring on You--Chapter 5
It appeared to be a man tied up on a pillar, and that was it, no beating, no cutting, no burning or bleeding. ryan got more curious. when they were close to the pair, ryan could see that demon looking like a female.
Becoming a Man
Max moans, victoriously has if he'd beaten a video game, "man! that feels... s-so good!" "see, i toldja, maxie," goofy pants.
In The Flesh Of Man
Does a man dream of a dog, or is the man dreamt by the dog?
The Man With No Eyes
** * * * _chapter 15: the man with no eyes..._ _the next day..._ "[groan]" seje woke up, feeling like his back was cracked all over. "man, if i wanted to fall asleep on the cold, hard ground i woulda asked to sleep on golurk..."
The Man With No Guidance....
** * * * _chapter 12: the man with no guidance..._ _chris..._ "come back here, you bitch!" chris was still chasing after hannamae in the forest, aurora struggling to keep up. "chris...slow...down..."
The Man With No Face.....
** * * * _chapter 11: the man of no sight..._ _seje and kuri..._ "are you sure it's safe in here seje-kun?" the duo of leader and psychic were holed up in a team neo warehouse that they found.
Machine Of Man
Whips will lash lightning strikes, and clouds plume red left behind is surt's bed metal screams and breaks the sky while numbers once few now multiply fire and metal make broken land this is earth, that gave birth the the always hungry machine of man
Tiger's man
He truly was a tiger's man.
The Broken Man
A broken man and his broken memories: a disease with no known remedies; forever doomed to be only half, never a whole; slowly taking its toll on his mind and soul until the day he loses it all; a man no more; simply a vestige of what came before
The Last Man
He drifted amongst the stars. For how long he did not know, but he drifted. It might have been centuries, or maybe millennia had passed. Perhaps it was only seconds or minutes. Time seemed immeasurable at this point. It seemed as though eternities...