... episodes of the Super Mario Brotherscartoons, I used to dream about...and there wasn't a term for it then...a sandbox game where you could build cars and forts out of the pipes, koopa shells, blocks, etc. from the Mario games. A game where you could design your own Koopa ship, like the Koopa Kids had in SMB3. Cartoonish technological clades like those have always intrigued me. I love looking at...
... figures of monstrous authority. Even now she found it difficult to relegate them to the lowly positions of mother and father. Do I make them proud? Lyra reached for a shot cartridge and emptied a fewshells, looking up only when she felt Pan watching her from a distance. Her daemon must have felt the danger inherent to the weapon, but it was unlike him to shy away. He happily climbed all ...
... on the rock. A strong-smelling yellow juice seeped out from the shells, but this did not deter them. As the two began to (rather ... a side of Simon she hadn't seen yet. They tossed the empty shells on the ground when they were done. Some minutes later, Nia noticed...legged furry creature drop down from a tree and approach one of the shells. As she watched, the creature took the shell in its paws and ...
.... He also moves us through this poem from the outside of the character to the inside, stopping momentarily at sex until we move to the interior, including sin and redemption and children who are nothing but shells for their ability to "express affection in a childlike way" (l 38). It's fucking eerie, sort of different in that sense from the usual Alexie poems, with only a wee bit of that usual ...
... friendship his all already? Not that it was a burden, or that he blamed John, because Bobby was in the wrong here and he knew it... but things between them were always so pressed . Like walking on egg shells. They used to be so comfortable. He gave a long sigh and drew his hands back out of his pockets, fidgeting in anxiety. Bobby pulled the PCD out of his back pocket and brought up a map. Where...
...' impossible to NOT kill civilians. They're EVERYWHERE. And you keep LANDING on them. Or killing them with AoE attacks. Or flinging them at extremely high speeds at tanks and helicopters (When you're dodging tankshells and homing missles, you just happen to grab what's at hand to fight back. Sometimes that's a car, sometimes it's an air conditioning unit, and sometimes it's one of the many many ...
...died in dark. The wind came posting by with chilly gusts And buffeting at the corners, piping thin. And dreary through the crannies; rifle-shots Would split and crack and sing alongthe night, And shells came calmly through the drizzling air To burst with hollow bang below the hill. Three hours ago, he stumbled up the trench; Now he will never walk that road again: He must be carried back...
Title: Milkshakes and Turtleshells... Pairing: KiSung Genre: Fluff/Crack (dont know really) Disclaimer: if only i did own them Summary: What happened on Yesungs Birthday? A/N: Birthday Fic for ai_sumairu , Hope you like it :D
I haven't posted for a while. It's been a nice weekend, I was hanging out with two of my four best friends. Right now I'm watching 7 Pounds, with Will Smith. I'm not understanding it, and I don't get it. It looks sad though... I really want to get the G&L Bible Vol. 5, but it's $20. It's so expensive... Especially when I really want the next book in the series, Beka Cooper , by Tamora Pierce. ...
.../Ficclet Dying Light by cycnus39 (DC: Bruce/Clark) G Relaxing the Oracle by merfilly (DC: Dinah/Babs) NC-17 Beer Botte Brown by cycnus39 (DC: Bruce/Clark) PG Sea Shells by starsandsea (DC: Pieter/Michael) PG Fallen by icarus_chained (DC: Dick Grayson) PG Fic Of Trust and Zip-Strips by saavikam77 (DC: Dick/Tim) NC-17 Tree of ...
