Dead Fur
Ship Log: USS Armstrong September 20, 2043 Approaching location of distress signal from inter-space research vessel UN Sovereignty. Contact expected to be made within 48 hours. Search, rescue, and salvage mission will be completed upon successful...
The Furry Dead
Jester walked tiredly through the back alleys of the dead city and fell to his knees in exhaustion as his energy had left him.
Dead Weight
One is that i'm in charge now and too no dead weight. as he looked back to the ladies." tails put up the last peace of cloth then cutemon made her move then said, "it's you're move jason."
Dead Anyway
The void kept the pain and the shock away and made the recent ordeal of death, destruction, and piracy fade like an old nightmare.
A Deadly Contest
"it is, my suicidal lord mayor, a death sentence. priccolo here took you to your word, though he should have disposed of this the moment he discovered it. this is draaken nourew. translated it means dragon's breath.
A dead guest
She snarled when she saw the tiger that makura had devoured after using her as bait to catch him "you're supposed to be dead.
The Walking Dead
Now all the normal b.o.ws will mutate on impact of death. bringing them to a third state of life but the greatest achievement was my coming into power. now the world is in my hands."
The Day of The Dead
"if it's about the dead, and you're praying for them, it would be weird to actually celebrate their death, right?"
Dead of Winter
It would be a swift death with no hope of survival. he had a chance - however slim - of getting out of this with his life as it stood.
Dead Rising
I hope you don't mind me helping myself to him once you two are dead. the master will be pleased to add two more dragons to his army. kate had a feeling inside her. a feeling as if her blood was boiling in rage. "over my dead body motherfucker!"
Dead Dreams
Blue limbs, serene, drifting, dead dreams, a night to forget, a night for sorrow, a night with no tomorrow, a pill for each pain, drifting insane, without love, without anything above, blue limbs, serene, drifting dead dreams, a time for thinking
Dead Shamrocks
Coffeehouse soundtracks muse Then pause while live performances tumble through the door Uproar and brouhaha fight in brawl Yet none of this is recognized Like a worthless fighter with fists still raised Though red mash covers the floor and...