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Jun 15, 2008 17:52

So.

I seem to have acquired a diploma-shaped thing.

O.O!!!!!!!!

Guys, if you want to give me a graduation present, leave me drabble prompts please! It's a long flight home tomorrow, and a longer few weeks after that as that whole Real World Terror thing starts to hit, and so write-y distractions would be useful for both.

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buongiornodaisy June 16 2008, 01:01:51 UTC
I cannot think of a drabble prompt. However: CONGRATS! :D

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bookelfe June 16 2008, 01:26:05 UTC
Thank you! :D :D

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bookelfe June 17 2008, 01:33:30 UTC
Thank you! :D :D ( ... )

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genarti June 17 2008, 15:27:29 UTC
...Your brain terrifies me. *giggling madly*

(Bonus funny if you're me: St. Albans is a largish town in Vermont, and there's plenty of dairy farming going on there.)

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bookelfe June 17 2008, 21:26:25 UTC
(- seriously? *cracks up* YAY FOR UNINTENTIONAL IRONY.)

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bookelfe June 17 2008, 21:25:47 UTC
Cheating a little, because I can't do Iroh's voice AT ALL ( ... )

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genarti June 16 2008, 17:48:30 UTC
*chokes*

You are a terrible, terrible person. In case you were wondering.

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genarti June 16 2008, 19:34:42 UTC
Well, they ARE each other!

Except for, you know, the infinite number of ways in which they are not.

Different manifestations of the same okay I cannot finish this sentence.

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in_the_blue June 16 2008, 01:16:41 UTC
CONGRATULATIONS YOU!

And I think you should definitely drabble me the first conversation Sophie and Howl have post-House of Many Ways... if you're done reading it.

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bookelfe June 16 2008, 01:27:50 UTC
Thank you! :D

(And I have!)

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in_the_blue June 16 2008, 01:56:43 UTC
Ahahaha.

Good.

*comments elsewhere*

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bookelfe June 17 2008, 22:44:11 UTC
Forgive me if this doesn't align exactly to events, I don't have a copy on-hand! (Also, I can't write Howl at all.)

“DI-

The door closed on High Norland, and the waving royal household.

“-INKLE!” screamed Morgan.

“Home again!” Howl said, heartily. “Looking forward to some peace and quiet, cariad?”

“DINKLE!” shouted Morgan.

Howl looked at Morgan. His hair was suspiciously golden.

“Don’t even think about it,” said Sophie.

“DINKLE!” yelled Morgan.

“I think I left something behind in High Norland,” sizzled Calcifer, and disappeared up the chimney with amazing rapidity.

Howl was all innocence. “I was only going to (DINKLE) say, I’ve a project (DINKLE) in the yard that I’ve been (DINKLE) neglecting shamefully, so I think I’ll ( ... )

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