a dream about revenge
I was walking through the woods, all of a sudden, a rabbit ran out of the trees and kicked me in the balls and tried to run off... But, no! dream me wasn't having any of this crap! I pulled a massive revolver from thin air! (Btw, I don't own a revolver...
A living hell (End)
March 8,1963 the END... I run up and down the island's edge trying to evade capture but, I'm not successful and I'm in the back and fall to the ground dead in a pool of blood.
The Shoot
The shoot would start in a few minutes. the cameras and crew were in place, the lighting was good, and the set was...well set. and i, the pokemon star, was ready and willing to go. today's shoot should be simple.
The Shoot
As soon as they saw he was human, they shook their heads and quickly crossed the street, shooting him dirty looks the whole way.
War Crimes (pt 2)
"look im here what do i do were closer to the sniper iv got him "dennis took out a scattergun and tried shooting the sniper but missed by far. "you retard a shotgun isnt gonna kill something far away" charlie lead said.
Turkey Shoot
She'd shoot below them and go skipping out from under the formation before they had a chance to react, but for now.... she hooked her claw into the trigger.
Photo Shoot!
"photo shoot! you're gonna start taking off your clothes, then." "u-uncle.. i don't wanna!" madison said, pouting. marcus didn't say anything, but his face shared the same message. "it's that or get in trouble missy." "fine."
Photo Shoot
And as if that wasn't enough, it was also going to be a joint photo shoot with jade jackson, the famous lingerie model.
Shooting to Win
Yote story (c) arian mabe / amethyst mare **shooting to win** _ _ _written by arian mabe (amethyst mare)_ _commissioned by d.c.
Preparing for the Shoot
Prepping for the shoot the weekend had only just begun, yet natasha was growing nervous already.
Photo Shoot
Besides, taking pictures is my job, and if a magazine wants me to do a shoot with a topless skunk babe with dd breasts, i'll do it as much as i'd do this shoot with this cute little fox, here. that's all it is, to me, is the job.
Shooting Fur
"GO TO HER!!! GO TO YOUR NEW WOMAN!!!" cried the now shrill voice of Gillian through the once pleasant house. "For the last time," begun John, "I DO NOT HAVE ANOTHER WOMAN!!!" And with that John slammed the door bringing a premature silence...