PTC #08: The Pokemon Tournament, Part 4
The barrel fell over, and thick black tar spilled out. pikachu, in a panic, tried to get back to his feet, but the tar puddle quickly engulfed his feet, getting him stuck to the floor.
Unnamed Mada-Rua Story (unfinished) Chapter 3
He collapses onto the ground but it gives way underneath him and he falls into a boiling hot tar pit, he struggles against the black hot tar to get out, it sticks to his skin filling his wounds and its hurts so bad as it pulls him under little by little.
Biohazard Remake - Chapter One
Brandon freezes, the black tar dripping out of two holes in his head before it seals the wounds once more.
An American Werehorse in the Party
Soon as the text cleared, tar monsters rained from the sky. one of which landed on marcy for a big burst of damage. "nya! how gross!" he exclaimed with an animal growl.
A Reason to Live pt 2
Roughly humanoid, but missing arms and heads, these creatures oozed a viscous black petroleum tar. the thick tar coated their bodies, and protected them like armor.
Spreading Transformation - Part V - Pushing Out
Thick black tar seeped out of his foots' blunt nails, coating his toes as they began to merge into two large digits. the tar hardened as it covered his two massive toes, forming bulky split hooves on his long sinewy feet.
Bully 2
And if this faggot wanted a dick to suck while he beat the tar out of him with his wwe skills, then so be it!
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 6 of 37
My eyes adjusted to the change of light a little slower than i wanted and i stumbled on the rubber-backed rug safeguarding the museum from various messes caused by mud, grime, dirt, and tar threads.
Chapter 3-Cheese it, The Cops!
His fingers carefully grasped her ankles and swiveled her about, allowing her paws to rest on the dried tar. vanya glanced about frantically, looking for the roof exit, but the building obviously lacked one.
Episode Nine: Dream Factory
Instead she was busy cleaning a mess of oil, tar, and feathers that had appeared in the first floor backroom. near the broken window and glass, there was a knocked over oil lamp, a jar of tar and a pillow that had basically exploded on the floor.
November (Part 1)
Once my elbows cleared the ledge, i pulled myself up and over, rolling across the ledge, and flopping onto the tar; exhausted. i took a breath and a half, then got up and encouraged taylor.
467 Simple Pit Trap
The taste of ancient pine tar is just plain nasty, and there's absolutely no-one here to ever see or know, but she will. "coming to get you," she mutters with cheerful malice at the deep shadows of the grave.