Socks
Description: Here in this metropolis, this city filled with skyscrapers that block out the sun, it’s either eat or be eaten. I could have been just another drone aimlessly buzzing about the skyways, but I chose the run this metro. A thrilling life lived in the shadows is better than a dull life lived out of the dark.
Description: As the beast revealed itself, the knight took a step backwards. He was afraid but he was no yellow-belly. He tightly gripped his nifty slicer with both hands and raised it to the abomination before him. The beast grinned. All the knight had to do was slay this monster and then everything would be jake. Be brave, he thought to himself. Be brave!
Description: They all said he couldn’t do it. They all doubted him. This dog was going to prove them wrong. He had never been more determined in his life. Hot dogs should live free, long lives. So, when the vendor was distracted, he jumped for it. He could feel the burns on his back sizzling as he fell off the cart, landing with a thud. He did his best to ignore the immense pain and he ran for it. He did not dare look back as he heard the vendor shout, “Hot dogs!”
Description: They’ve been waiting for centuries. Living among us, growing close to us, gaining our trust. They’ve found positions of power in our very own households. Now, they’re going to reveal themselves. The Leader issued his command instructing the people of his race to remove their disguises and attack. Ending humanity as everybody knew it, he delivered the following message telepathically: “Meow we strike!”
