Bait 'n' Tackle
"wow, hon, i didn't know you had such a hands-on relationship with nightcrawlers," he managed through stifled chuckles. the rather-miffed fox shot to his feet, moving in silence to regain his pose next to his nidoking.
Semille's Deal
"wow, hon, i didn't know you had such a hands-on relationship with nightcrawlers," he managed through stifled chuckles. the rather-miffed fox shot to his feet, moving in silence to regain his pose next to his nidoking.
The reluctant demon Pt1
"w-well yes; i know summoned and underlings, higher fiends, succubi, dark mages," she had to think a little, "nightcrawlers, resurrecteds, transphereals, true demons, archfiends... that's it i think."
Trucker's Wisdom
The nightcrawling truck rolled to a stop beside zach, left tires a foot past the dividing stripe. over the tick of the engine, he heard the driver's side door creak open then slam shut.
There Is
He was almost a nightcrawler. blending into the clear night sky filled with stars, the first thing that attracted him to this place. though worried that maybe it was more of a tourist attraction, the caretakers insisted it was fine.
State of Mind
It looks quite human, having anthropomorphic features, but chris knows it obviously can't be one; it looks a lot more like a half-devil that would be referenced in a text of some sort, like a comic book, with a character like nightcrawler
The Call of the Ancients
The dew and the wet grass smells wavered to him as well as a wormy nightcrawler edge to it. the crickets and frogs still chirped. wizar oriented toward the frog croaks into the woods around his house.
Zippy Zipperdale: Moderately Mad Scientist--The Eleventh Experiment
"i look like a transvestite nightcrawler!" charity moaned. rina raised an eyebrow at her, "you don't look anything like a worm." "no, the comic book character . . . oh never mind."
Don't Sell to Product
He wanted to fuck something and if a nightcrawler or phantom hunter snuck up on him, he'd fuck that too. the door swung open, the wolf down to his trousers with a scowl on his muzzle. "the fuck you hollering about, sheriff?"
Special Situations, Part 1: The Special Situations Unit
It wasn't that he looked all that bad, comparatively; apart from the living, writhing hair that looked vaguely like someone had dumped a can of nightcrawlers on his head, the rest of him looked human enough.
HM-06 Hazardous Magical Mystery Tour
Some hot young blood to bring in the hard-to-please, bloodthirsty nightcrawlers of the city. he finished up tallying the profits of the night before. poor. he locked the profits and receipts up in the hidden safe, then entered his private chambers.
Guardian III
Furthermore, alex wasn't likely to teleport into a wall like nightcrawler feared--he'd tried, before, to tolerate into splinters or dust, just to test his abilities and limits but somehow he always avoided any sort of injury.