Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 3
target practice? a zombie-killing free-for-all? a one-on-one duel? as i'm walking, i realize now that despite him not even knowing harry or francis, isaac was the best of both of them.
Finding Atlantis - Ch4
"i used to target practice with a compound, but..." "good enough." she pushed the bow at me. "take these." she tossed a quiver of arrows at me. i slung the quiver over my shoulders, it fit perfectly. then i threw the bow over the other.
Star Fox Chronicles: Chapter 1: While We Wait
"target practice," falco replied, "i've been practicing all week and i still have to beat you from last weeks match." "i won't go down so easily," fox stated as the simulation started.
[WIP] 2047 A.D.Heavens Fall [EN-001] Remastered
"did you have difficulties in the target practice?" "no, it was very easy for me. we have trained for it after all." "here is a personal question. did you have problems fighting against and hurting sev?" "no, i followed my orders."
Alchemical Shortages
It was during one of his sessions of "target practice" that... squeeze my cock you drunken mineslut, if you want to spill that seed on my rug you had damned well better earn it damn it, boromel you're not supposed to write that down!
Chapter 10
Mary giggled, waving her long purple nails, "i could use him for target practice."
1:9 Xero Hour
"since when do you use my men as target practice?" the gazelle yelled back. "oh, around the same time hets started using me for his." alias replied nonchalantly. atir didn't reply for a moment. "i don't know-" "oh spare me, atir."
Chronicles of Draxuz: Chapter 2
"do not worry draegor, you are far more valuable to me alive than as target practice.
Boredom to Tension
The smaller ships had been annihilated by the new ship and the rest of the fleet, so at this point it was nothing more than target practice. a ball of white energy formed in the cannon's barrel. a few minutes later, and the weapon fired.
Noblesse Oblige 2
Satisfied at his own target practice, the tiger switched off the nail gun and sat it down on his desk.
Salt of the New Earth (*Short story*) Part 1 of 3
Or maybe he had fired a bullet on target practice. but that target could just as well have been something real. something dangerous. something alien with a pulse, teeth and an appetite for human flesh.
The Fox General: Flames at Balaton
"get some target practice in! whoever feathers the most wolves gets a bonus!" i stood back and let the few foxes who could fit in the guardhouse twang their crossbows out the turret, occasionally cheering as they tagged a wolf.