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Usage examples of slasher.

Daniel French would go to the chair for the murders of Morello and Slasher, of Hilbert and Gaylord.

The Neotenic Infantry had been a step towards the emergence of entire factions of child-sized Slashers.

The Gaff and Slasher to look up the stairs and see that fool of a boy pinned to the wall with his neck half-wrung, but all I wanted to deal with then was a gallon of my own red ale, and this was one plaguey annoyance too many.

Now Gerri is sharing her drink and Tommy is deconstructing an ironic slasher film -- or is it merely a lengthy joke?

It was neeessary for the simple reason that there were too many potential Slashers out there, waiting for a modus operandi to be disclosed so that they could grab a piece of the publicity.

Mule spinners and slasher tenders are knocking spoons against bowls, glasses against wood, hitching chairs forward, shouting to be heard.

Not one of those mindless, looney-bin rejects who line the bookracks: The Exterminator, The Extincter, The Ripper, The Slasher, The Wiper-Outer, The Mutilator, The Ix-Nayer, all those same series, with their same covers, their same plots, and their same moronic machine-gunning leads who figure the best way to solve a problem is to shoot it.

More nightmare things, however, were left to prowl around the rocks, though they did not essay to attack, mainly because scuttling back around the rocky outcrop were three robo clearers, their long, jointed arms with scraper and slasher attachments at ready, threshing the air in a whirl of threat.

The Dragonettes, the Gargoyle Girls, Sid’s Slashers, Garonamus, the Bald Guy with Muscles, and the Sharkbait teams all had to spin to see who goes home!

Sure, everybody wanted to test the porno options, but few people were willing to undergo the alpha software for the slasher or combat feelies.

Whether because of the destructive power of the slasher weapons, the impact of the crash, or both, little was left to give Riker an idea what the hoverjets would look like whole.

The hoverjets saw it coming and broke their grouping, spiraling as they tried to evade the slasher bolt.

Before waking Slasher, I buried the grav-chute with a radio transponder that would lead me back to it if needs be.

She'd sold a couple of short stories to magazines that paid in copies and criticism, two or three magazine articles for three-figure paybacks, and one lamentable concept for a slasher film that never got beyond the talking stage.

They emerged looking gleefully horrified -- like teenagers coming out of the summer's coolest slasher movie.