K-495 (chapter 2)
This was our first opportunity to have some fun, after being locked up in this tin can of a sub, for a few weeks. "wow... look at it," i said, admiring the beauty." "yea...."
This is a Fan fiction I wrote for a Marvel text Based RP group.
"get out of here you two, hit the button and go, i'll take care of this tin can.!" emma ran over to the console and hit the button causing the time rift to open. "logan come on we can make it!"
The Festival - morning - cubless edit
Next up was a sideshow of similar design, however this time the prize was awarded to they who could knock over six tin cans with two balls. funny what passed for entertainment these days.
The Cabin in the Woods (Commission for Dcrest13)
Old handmade furniture, like a chair, a table and a bed, with a large pot-bellied iron stove in the middle of the cabin were the main points of interest, but there was also lots of tin cans, boxes, and even some books lying here and there.
A change of roles (bubble dragon tf)
Ivan only got his sword halfway out of the sheath before being knocked over by the paw half his size, his armor rattling like a tin can as he fell down. desperately he struggled underneath taphen's squishy sole.
A master of transformation (Tigress kung fu panda tf)
Masakai kicked a tin can in frustration. he tried to get some of his friends to teach him, but every time they proclaim he lacks the form, the discipline to make it effective. masakai couldn't help it that his body refused to bulk up!
381 The Nuclear Dance
Admittedly the open channel is already subject to a continuously shifting adaptive encryption, but to the sethura this is probably about as secure as two children chatting with a taunt string and a couple of tin cans, so they've agreed to go purely euphemistic
Chapter Three
He planned on walking straight to his apartment, but his trip was delayed by a couple of people holding tin cans. "want to donate to help the homeless?" a female dingo asked. "the homeless can suck my cock," hiro replied.
Into the Darkness: Chapter One
You are trapped in a tin can, and i can breathe fire." it rumbled in a deep voice, very masculine. i was guessing it was a male. he was a slight bit bigger than the bus, and was all black, with golden eyes. "and what else am i to do?
Tal's Grand Journey Part 2; Foe to Friend
The punch crushes the armor into the snake's belly like a tin can, his eyes roll up to the back of his head and his tongue sticks straight out as he curls over and collapses.
The Last One Alive
I tossed the cigarette butt in a tin can that was on the other side of my desk. the coffee pot was done and i poured myself a cup and sat next to otso. "is it that creepy university you always like going to, and where you sometimes drag me along?"