A Peter Gray and Simon King Christmas (story gift)
Me and fa: fruitz thought it'd be a great idea to draw/write a short story for tiberius rings last month as a surprise christmas gift, so here's our story!
Welcome to the Paranormal Hunters Society
Some of you might remember bram heathcliff, the pansexual paranormal investigator who fa: fruitz made some gift art for me last year? well, consider this an introduction of sorts to some stories i wanna write about him and his co-investigators. have fun!
Epilogue
I also wouldn't have been able to get this far without fruitz, who has been my friend, cheerleader, editor, artist, brainstormer, and all around awesome guy.
Krystal's Peril - Sign of an Open Eye
"you'ze one crazy killa' talkin' fruitz. . ." she tried hard to fight, tried to scream at herself to stay awake, stay conscious, but nothing would give.
Chapter 1 - The Life
I also want to thank from the bottom of my heart fruitz, who has been pushing me and helping me. his artwork has helped inspire me in ways i cannot describe. there's a lot more to see if simon and his friends so keep your eyes peeled and enjoy!
Halloween-Inspired Story: Ghost Unlaid Forbear Thee
Peter gray is © domusvocis (nate hopp) story is by tiberiusrings & fruitz artwork by fruitz **halloween-inspired story - ghost unlaid forbear thee** a ferret, seemingly in her sixties, had just turned around the corner when she encountered it.
Calico Burana: ch.4 - A Tale of Two Pasts
Troika froze in place, his mind racing to process what he had just now heard. But no matter how many times he thought through it, he couldn't find any alternate explanation for those words that Cas had just spoken to him. It was clearly, without a...
Calico Burana: ch.3 - Day at the Fest
Cas yawned when Troika entered the hatchback and sat down on the passenger seat. "Back so soon? I thought you went to take a dump." The calico cat managed to flash a smile at the red fox. "I'm good now. Sorry, we can go now." His attempt at trying to...
Calico Burana: ch.2 - The Drive
The following morning, Cas arrived at Troika's apartment long before his alarm clock was set to go off. The red fox wore a black T-shirt with a large logo of the Deathbed rock band printed on it in white on both sides. "Good morning sunshine!" he...
Calico Burana: ch.1 - A Cat and a Fox
Troika found it strangely soothing to immerse himself in the cacophony of the factory. Maybe it was the consistent beating of the machines that worked 24/7. Like the heart of a gargantuan beast. Seemingly moving on its own accord, the beast got the...
Calico Burana: ch.6 - Inheritance Game
Troika was still in his bed when a sharp knock on the door stirred him from his peaceful slumber. Looking at the clock, he saw that it was exactly nine in the morning. He was always used to getting up at ten or eleven in the morning on his days off, so...
Calico Burana: ch.5 - Where There is a Will
A ray of sunshine poured into the small motel room through a crack in the curtain. Gradually rising from the horizon, the sun's ray slowly shifted its position until it reached the face of the calico cat sleeping in his bed, causing him to stir from...