Bombshell Bomber's Chapter 2
#28 of chakat universe a friend is made and bomber has hir first failure as captain the compound was mainly quiet, most of the soldiers were asleep.
Finality of Moving (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "i'm going home, a failure."
Failure
**Title** Sunlight pierced the artificial light of the locker room as the outside doors boomed opened. A great collage of voices filled the previously silent room, as many of the baseball players returned from their practice. Varying males of many...
Failure
A failure.
Failure
A fox watches two men fighting, he smiles as he knows what is to happen in this field. He reaches his mind out to the two other males, analyzing and reading their thoughts, content, just knowing that his goal would finally be realized. Kane thrust...
Failure
She moaned, revelling in ky's failure as pump after pump left him, sealing the elf to her fate for eternity.
Price of Failure
Klink's voice was sharp enough to make the squirrel jump, "perhaps you find your fellow student's failure to be amusing?" his voice rumbled with just the barest hint of a growl.
Mission Failure?
suppose it would depend on who you ask. I suppose it would depend on who you ask... The full moonlight shined down in brilliant shafts to the floor from the windows near the ceiling of the large warehouse room. All was dark and silent as a shadowy...
A spectacular failure
The lanky, black-clad Ratkin slowly peered over the outcropping. It overlooked a sizable cave with a massive opening. Pulling a dry piece of paper from his satchel and surveying it, he looked back at the cave. This was definitely the place. A secondary...
Switch Failure
Its faults and failures only seemed magnified by a great social experiment the government was trying: reconstructing a giant computer network that once connected every single human on the planet.
Self-Failure
A past riddled with lies, betrayal many times over, and nothing but personal failures. it was as if i had lost touch of who i was...no, i never even found out who i was or could be to begin with.
Failure - Redemption
#1 of failure _12/24/11 - estimated 12 am christmas eve... most people would be wrapping presents by now. not me. i'm starting this journal tonight, as i just found it on the ground last night, and spent today looking for a pen.