In the colorful world of the land of Ooo, anything, can, and most definitely does happen, be it stretching dogs, to demonic stalkers, to innocent adventurers, to vampire rockers.
Yes that was a rhyme. Now on to the story. Finn and his stretchy yellow friend, the duo who we all know and love, were laying within their tree house, both feeling rather apathetic.
"Yo, Jake, Im bored." Finn said to Jake.
"Same here man. Hey, I thought of something" said Jake.
"Yes?"
"How is It that you always fight monsters, and half of the time, you just use your fists?" asked jake.
The question made Finn think. He did not use any weapona to fight. He had no
In the chilly lands of the antartic, There was a Small, dilapidated shed, where Da vinci worked after he faked his death in the late 1500's. He managed to move to antartica, using a vessal he created that could travel underwater at a very fast speed. afterwards he found out how to preserve his life, replacing his organs with machinery until 1896, when he tried to remove his heart, and failed, just one day after he finished working on his best invention. No one had ever found what he had hidden, and thrived in the cold, snow-covered shed. At least, until the dreadful, annoying, mistake that was the 1900's. World wars, hatred of people for loo
Of warlords and cocky heroes by pherril, literature
Literature
Of warlords and cocky heroes
Wooden pieces lie on the board,
The only one left is the overlord.
You, the hero fought for a reward,
and you got molested by a Hoard,
And every danger you ignored,
And now you lost your head,
to a Three bladed sword.
You were destined to have died,
even if you actually tried,
as all who said you were worthy, lied.
Because you are known, far and wide,
to be the biggest pane in all's backside.
now, you lie in a grave,
Now you know, you should of saved.
if only you could actually behave,
you could of gotten that sex you craved.
Field of grey abridged preview by pherril, literature
Literature
Field of grey abridged preview
the following is merely a preview.
Brian looked up in shock and a slight feeling of bemusement.
This alien was different from all the other grey's, once more, the alien just killed a group of them...
The creature was humanoid by appearance. It's head was slightly bigger than an average human. It's long and thin blue hair shimmered in the light of the rising autumn sun. It's hair reached down to the length of it's eyes, which were at the near- bottom of it's face. It had no visible mouth. God knows how it breathed.
Around it's fur covered neck, it wore a Holy cross. The most noticeable thing on it's pale white body, was it's tail. It was j
Note, the following is an explict bashing, or "lemon" of the game "My frogger: toy trails", featuring the main character, (Kyle), and Lilith...
"Oh hey Lilith!" Kyle saluted his not-so cheery female acquaintance.
"Hello Kyle..." She sighed out, in her usual monotone voice.
She was slightly different from her usual self, as in she did not seem as monotonous as she usually was.
"Hey, something wrong?" Brendan asked, in a caring tone.
"I still did not find any "fun"..." she replied.
"If you want, I can help" he said, with a cheery smile on his face, not knowing her definition of "fun". (an: and how could he not, for crying out she puts "fu
In the colorful world of the land of Ooo, anything, can, and most definitely does happen, be it stretching dogs, to demonic stalkers, to innocent adventurers, to vampire rockers.
Yes that was a rhyme. Now on to the story. Finn and his stretchy yellow friend, the duo who we all know and love, were laying within their tree house, both feeling rather apathetic.
"Yo, Jake, Im bored." Finn said to Jake.
"Same here man. Hey, I thought of something" said Jake.
"Yes?"
"How is It that you always fight monsters, and half of the time, you just use your fists?" asked jake.
The question made Finn think. He did not use any weapona to fight. He had no
In the chilly lands of the antartic, There was a Small, dilapidated shed, where Da vinci worked after he faked his death in the late 1500's. He managed to move to antartica, using a vessal he created that could travel underwater at a very fast speed. afterwards he found out how to preserve his life, replacing his organs with machinery until 1896, when he tried to remove his heart, and failed, just one day after he finished working on his best invention. No one had ever found what he had hidden, and thrived in the cold, snow-covered shed. At least, until the dreadful, annoying, mistake that was the 1900's. World wars, hatred of people for loo
Of warlords and cocky heroes by pherril, literature
Literature
Of warlords and cocky heroes
Wooden pieces lie on the board,
The only one left is the overlord.
You, the hero fought for a reward,
and you got molested by a Hoard,
And every danger you ignored,
And now you lost your head,
to a Three bladed sword.
You were destined to have died,
even if you actually tried,
as all who said you were worthy, lied.
Because you are known, far and wide,
to be the biggest pane in all's backside.
now, you lie in a grave,
Now you know, you should of saved.
if only you could actually behave,
you could of gotten that sex you craved.
Field of grey abridged preview by pherril, literature
Literature
Field of grey abridged preview
the following is merely a preview.
Brian looked up in shock and a slight feeling of bemusement.
This alien was different from all the other grey's, once more, the alien just killed a group of them...
The creature was humanoid by appearance. It's head was slightly bigger than an average human. It's long and thin blue hair shimmered in the light of the rising autumn sun. It's hair reached down to the length of it's eyes, which were at the near- bottom of it's face. It had no visible mouth. God knows how it breathed.
Around it's fur covered neck, it wore a Holy cross. The most noticeable thing on it's pale white body, was it's tail. It was j
Note, the following is an explict bashing, or "lemon" of the game "My frogger: toy trails", featuring the main character, (Kyle), and Lilith...
"Oh hey Lilith!" Kyle saluted his not-so cheery female acquaintance.
"Hello Kyle..." She sighed out, in her usual monotone voice.
She was slightly different from her usual self, as in she did not seem as monotonous as she usually was.
"Hey, something wrong?" Brendan asked, in a caring tone.
"I still did not find any "fun"..." she replied.
"If you want, I can help" he said, with a cheery smile on his face, not knowing her definition of "fun". (an: and how could he not, for crying out she puts "fu
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