kittens_n_pups (kittens_n_pups) wrote in frozen_fic, @ 2008-06-17 22:21:00 |
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001. | graceful. | 002. | frazzled. | 003. | necromancer. | 004. | glorious. | 005. | love-child. |
006. | worthy. | 007. | red. | 008. | cocksure. | 009. | chocolate. | 010. | barrow. |
011. | butterflies. | 012. | addict. | 013. | father. | 014. | grotesque. | 015. | spider. |
016. | jaw-breaker. | 017. | rat trap. | 018. | reincarnation. | 019. | shoreline. | 020. | swagger. |
021. | necropolis. | 022. | mafioso. | 023. | kelpie. | 024. | blossom. | 025. | idealism. |
026. | frozen. | 027. | sacrifice. | 028. | biohazard. | 029. | tears. | 030. | deception. |
031. | religion. | 032. | vanilla. | 033. | nightmare. | 034. | physics. | 035. | chains. |
036. | insanity. | 037. | solace. | 038. | tower. | 039. | flight. | 040. | rootless. |
041. | shotgun. | 042. | whimsical. | 043. | erotic. | 044. | torture. | 045. | car. |
046. | artist. | 047. | concrete. | 048. | bullet. | 049. | enemy. | 050. | blue. |
051. | superhero. | 052. | underdog. | 053. | wish. | 054. | catacombs. | 055. | blizzard. |
056. | cross. | 057. | petals. | 058. | serene. | 059. | underworld. | 060. | bounty hunter. |
061. | demigod. | 062. | enchantress. | 063. | bazaar. | 064. | grave. | 065. | rave. |
066. | crow. | 067. | telepath. | 068. | noise. | 069. | savage. | 070. | autopsy. |
071. | differences were rapidly opening. |
072. | A hundred people had kept locks. |
073. | smeared with the noise. |
074. | wailing came from his hands. |
075. | Are you left behind |
076. | she lifted the towel from the truth |
077. | We know our future. | 078. | more alive than a sailor on his cheek |
079. | shrouded in the hallway. |
080. | locks of humor. |
081. | chuckled as he uncorked a gun |
082. | Why do with this tiny. |
083. | something into the city! |
084. | Crawling with the undead. |
085. | short amount of childhood and brother |
086. | ... yelled with all the shelves. |
087. | Why don't you break that. |
088. | the bathroom failed. |
089. | It had been memories of the city. |
090. | he could hear a bitch ... |
091. | with a cross. | 092. | current state of bitch. |
093. | bomb before ripping. |
094. | forever asleep, forever awake. |
095. | pull out a bottle of cannibalism. |
096. | Writer's choice. | 097. | Writer's choice. | 098. | Writer's choice. | 099. | Writer's choice. | 100. | Writer's choice. |