[Sly One]: The Predatory Infiltrator
[The Sly One]: The Predatory Infiltrator "Demi-Gods do exists, and let me tell you, they are quite bored." BeaverReturn **Part 1: The Hunter's Playground** Narkissos perched himself against a wall in the bar, one leg pressed against the vertical...
Three For the Road
'astrid, a lop-eared bunny on assignment in montreal, must juggle the partners (kyler the otter and warwick the wallaby) in her globe-hopping open relationship when they both show up in town."
Never lose hope
I was in grade 4 in my elementary school back in montreal and it was the recreation, we were playing outside as usual. after the 20 minutes break, we all headed to our classroom waiting for our teacher.
The Interpol Files: Beware, the Shaman
Wilson was still shivering from the canadian climate, although not as much as back in montreal. "i sure hope that crazy bird was right." noted carmelita, cleaning her shock pistol.
1984 Honda Nighthawk Part 3
“montreal, should be able to get there before midnight, i wanna get you poutine there. you haven't lived till you tried the real stuff.” “great - and a shower! please!” “yeah, and a shower!”
No Laughing Matter
It was a good day for jeannette; she was at the just for laughs festival in montreal. this was just what she needed. her boyfriend, tom, had left her for some dumb bimbo with implants.
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Drunk in Love
A soccer game was on, montreal vs. chicago. the camera zoomed in on a slender dalmatian with a familiar grin on his face. "that's my cousin," brutus began, "he's a midfielder for the montreal grebes.
A Summer Abroad
There were enormous tv screens set up along the walls, showing past furmula one races from montreal. i was thankful that they hadn't put up any pictures of me.
Rave
Artsy type triumphant return to writing stuff montreal and the music throbs like the waves against a seabreak and the lights flash like inspiration. i'm swaying in time to the rhythm, moving in sinuous thralls like a snake through the desert.
Runt Part 7
He sprinkled some montreal steak seasoning on them and set them aside as he cut up some potatoes onto a piece of aluminum foil, put some butter on them and then sprinkled them liberally with montreal steak seasoning.
Letters From Old Earth (Part 1)
"but six months ago they hadn't made it farther than montreal, how could they be all the way to missouri by now?"
The Interpol Files: Full Moon Menace
montreal, quebec, canada. abandoned apartment. 4:02 pm, local time. a large figure dressed in a heavy coat breaks down the door to a derelict room. he steps in, carrying some suitcases.