Call of the Ocean
He called. out came a jamaican looking man. "there are some who call me....tim." he said with a serious face. "oh nevermind, i just always wanted to say dat." he laughed with a heavy accent. just call me jolly mon.
The Call of the Sea
"the sea has been calling you..." she whispered, kissing me again. her deep green eyes held mine. "all this time...all this time, my love."
They call it the present
I remember riding the bus late one night from my job and the only other entity on the bus besides the driver, was a faded past. It smelled of stale piss and alcohol. It had glossed over marble eyes and red liver lips that mashed and salivated as it...
Last Call
The rhino was swelling. It started out slowly, almost like a feeling that he was getting a little bloated when he waddled drunkenly out of the club for the night. He had noticed that his final drink had tasted rather funny, but he paid it little mind...
Taking Calls
Like aven's philosophy, the less compatible calls came more frequently than ones who were compatible- compatible for entertainment and ratings, that is. the enjoyment being sucked out so early made for what he and jerry calls a dead night.
A Major Calls
"call the men together, will you? i want to talk to them." it wasn't a pleasant job rousing the men, most of whom were snatching forty winks, but i soon had them all together and waiting. "thank you, pinch. at ease...stand easy."
The Service Call
It had been almost four hours and twenty minutes since he had called and since he'd last used his computer, and he was quite anxious for the other dragon to arrive.
Wakeup Call
"can i get another wakeup call at nine?" roan asked glancing at the clock that now read 8:30 in neon red digital numbers.
Unexpected Call
ERR! ERR! ERR! ERR! ERR! The blue bunny groaned, rolling over in his bed his paw fumbled for the snooze button, to end the ever annoying rant of the alarm. He realizes too late, however, where on the bed he was. With a surprised yelp, he fell out of...
Call of the Wild
"megahaeton..." the lion said, kissing the boy's cheek softly, "...but you may call me haeton. it is a privilege to use that name; after all, i am the king of these jungles. you are very welcome to use it, ryan."
Call of the Void
On a whim, she tried secmaid, a variation of something women in her industry were called, security maidens. to her surprised it wasn't taken.
Domestic Call
After another 40 minutes or so, they were interrupted by a call from the front door. "hello, is anybody home, i'm with the rnpd, we got a domestic call for this address? " the trio had their minds set on a new prey.