Party Drug
The oldies probably didn't know anything. zeke headed straight to the bar. the young-looking, muscular otter behind the bar flashed him a grin that made him weak at the knees. "what can i get ya?" he asked. "uhm... yeah, uh..." _here goes_.
Meeting of a Mate
It went from a slow number to a faster beat and back to some oldies and back again to some hard rocking, head banging number. everyone had something to dance to, all except for one sulking tiger. "can you please go out there and move your feet?"
Otter's Embrace
A bit of an oldie, but, a decent flick, hmm?' sefra blinked some and smiled with a simple nod, wondering how long damien and the otter had conspired this night for him... the theatre in question was indeed a quaint little area.
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Twenty-Second Entry, Part One
Oh, and before i close, i wish to draw your attention to this hot oldie from doug winger: [http://us-p.vclart.net/vcl/artists/doug-winger/oldsaw.gif](http://us-p.vclart.net/vcl/artists/doug-winger/oldsaw.gif)
Tokoloshi futhi Faery
She has another trick up her sleeve, this one's a oldie but goodie. she flurries to just over a pool of still, dark water. but the water is very deep. she floats over the mini-lake, in the middle of it.
The Suit Makes the Man
And watch he did, even as he didn't want to observe newton getting in his truck and driving to the highway, singing along with an oldies station until he reached a truck stop just after sunset.
Chapter 5: Good Service
Just a couple oldies and some secretary-lookin' chick. nah, driver was still goin' up and down the aisles. wait," he looked back over to see the driver leaving the bus for the bathroom.
Obedience School!
"hey, oldie! you around?" just silence. his dad must still be at work or something. nova grabbed an apple off the counter and went up to his room, flopping onto his bed and letting out a long, exhausted sigh. the quiet felt good after such a hectic day.
Converted at the Club
This oldie comes from 2015. jason grinned as he handed the smaller male a ball larger than a baseball, the bass from the music of the club seeping in through the door of the dark room. "go on, open it!
Frost
Not sure... another oldie._ \* \* \* "well... aren't you a pretty little thing." frostpaw stopped drinking, his half-full glass held against his lips.
RP Log: Clothes Make the Man (W/Punk-Mutt)
This is an oldie-but-goodie, an rp log written by myself and a friend of mine, [punk-mutt](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/punk-mutt/)! _a certain "lucky" doggo has just won a free lootbox from a company he's never heard of, lands-of-luste!
Welcome to the Show!
oldie but a goodie. she should make an excellent one though, just look at her. with those long, muscular legs and feet in a nice pair of hooved boots, she could probably pull a whole fleet of carts all by herself!