Theory of Everything
And once you start usin? it, things get weird. think about it. you don?t go for the easy prey anymore. the low-hanging fruit. the things right in front of your nose. what kind of a sane animal would pass up the easy stuff?
Bloody Knuckle: [-Taped Up-]
So he knew we were good for it, especially when he found that 70/30 wasn't usin coke anymore. he and i stood on either side of the main entrance and watched the dancers on stage, and there were some good-lookin ladies up there.
Don't Picnic In Cow Pastures (Part 1)
“like you said, i can't exactly reach back there, and usin' a fence post's too splintery. you're gonna have to get me off.
Where Otters Shouldn't Swim
"wish you could see what he's usin' on ya," said magx. "it's as big as my fist and long as yer arm. real beauty." a flicker of conscious thought lit in nanul.
Dynasty: Origins, Act 03: Judgement Awaits
Start actually usin' that gun. i'm sendin' ya in quite a few times and we still got a few more stops before we can call it a day." i nodded and looked down at the gun still in my holster.
Possum's Plaything (POV Unbirth Story)
Fell apart as soon as i tried usin’ it!” she chuckles, looking over the device in her hand. “nah, this is somethin’ special… it’s a shrink ray!”
Powdered Money
"gotta look like 'e died usin' the river tryin' ta flee." sharp shark fangs glistened in the low light, a conical tongue licking sleek chops as the aquatic dragon hen let her tail swipe across the grass.
Collar 3 -- Self Discovery
Even usin' a flail's nay abou' pain, by itself. it's about_sensation,_and i dinna wanta inflict anythin' on leif, anythin' t'all, that he doesna want." "why?" the wolf asked simply.
Old Stuff: Incident Report XJA-0425-22
I like usin' muscles ta hunt stuff an' eat 'em an' fight stuff but dere's nuttin here ta fight 'sides dat alien fuck an' he ain't showin'. ressan: too bad dere's nuttin ta fuck either cuz my hands don't do it dat well cuz my cock's too big.
Wurry Burry
"hey," he said, "if you're gonna smoke in my ride, kiddo, you're usin' the ashtray." "yes, daddy," alvin replied in a mocking, sing-song voice. a rumble rose up in the jackalope's chest. oh, this was gonna be good, he realized.
Simple Beginnings: A Place to Stay
Did you happen to see just what weapons he was usin'?" jimmy asked with excitement."that's just it! there was no fuckin' weapon! it was all him. that rat fucker, it was like he could turn into th' shadows, it was so freaky!"
67- To Great Lengths
My clanmates were stupid enough to think that usin' concentrated blasterfire would be enough, but i knew better than that.