November writing prompts, Days 21-23
The catching up continues. I'll try to finish the Bard prompts later tonight.
[o21] Bard: Brave new world
April 27, 2007
I. Have just had--no, scratch that. I. Am still having. The most incredible experience of my life.
There's a universe in my kitchen. No, literally. There's a universe in my kitchen.
Well, sort of.
Near as I can tell, my kitchen doorway has inexplicably become a gateway to some kind of dimensional Grand Central Station. Within literally minutes of coming here, I have had conversations with a wolf-spirit in human form, a teleporter, and a talking fifty-foot python.
There's magic here. And superpowers. And alien technology and...God, everything. Words absolutely fucking fail me. This place is incredible.
[o22] Bard: Into thin air
July 25, 2007
I don't want remember it anymore. I've decided. I'm talking to Kaa about it tomorrow.
It's very strange. I've always prided myself on my memory so much. It always disturbed me whenever I couldn't remember something. But this...I can't. I know what it's like to not exist, now. I keep coming back to that moment. Every night I close my eyes and just stop.
I need Kaa to take that away. I'll go insane if I don't.
[o23] Bard: All that glitters is not gold
"Get away from me!" Jeff's backpedaled rapidly away, his eyes wide with panic. His arms cartwheeled as he lost his balance, but not being able to touch anything made it impossible to catch himself. He landed on the floor with a grunt of pain, his gaze now level with a pair of huge, tear-filled eyes.
"B-bun?" Bun sniffled, her eyes wide with confusion and hurt. "Bun..." She hung her head, turning away miserably.
"Bun...don't...please...I'm sorry." Jeff felt like a monster. You made her cry. Wonderful. Good going, genius. "L-look. I can't...you can't get close to me, okay? I'm really sorry, but it's really bad if you touch me right now, okay?"
That at least got her to stop crying. "Bun?" she said, puzzled and hurt. But least she wasn't coming any closer.
Jeff sighed, awkwardly sitting up. "Look." He reached up to the coffee table, uprooting a sprig of basil from one of the planters and pushing it towards her. By the time he let go, the plant had changed from green to shining gold. Bun blinked in astonishment and poked what used to be the plant. It was hard and cool, like metal.
"Bun!?"
Jeff sighed and nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yeah." It was going to be a long couple of days.
[o21] Bard: Brave new world
April 27, 2007
I. Have just had--no, scratch that. I. Am still having. The most incredible experience of my life.
There's a universe in my kitchen. No, literally. There's a universe in my kitchen.
Well, sort of.
Near as I can tell, my kitchen doorway has inexplicably become a gateway to some kind of dimensional Grand Central Station. Within literally minutes of coming here, I have had conversations with a wolf-spirit in human form, a teleporter, and a talking fifty-foot python.
There's magic here. And superpowers. And alien technology and...God, everything. Words absolutely fucking fail me. This place is incredible.
[o22] Bard: Into thin air
July 25, 2007
I don't want remember it anymore. I've decided. I'm talking to Kaa about it tomorrow.
It's very strange. I've always prided myself on my memory so much. It always disturbed me whenever I couldn't remember something. But this...I can't. I know what it's like to not exist, now. I keep coming back to that moment. Every night I close my eyes and just stop.
I need Kaa to take that away. I'll go insane if I don't.
[o23] Bard: All that glitters is not gold
"Get away from me!" Jeff's backpedaled rapidly away, his eyes wide with panic. His arms cartwheeled as he lost his balance, but not being able to touch anything made it impossible to catch himself. He landed on the floor with a grunt of pain, his gaze now level with a pair of huge, tear-filled eyes.
"B-bun?" Bun sniffled, her eyes wide with confusion and hurt. "Bun..." She hung her head, turning away miserably.
"Bun...don't...please...I'm sorry." Jeff felt like a monster. You made her cry. Wonderful. Good going, genius. "L-look. I can't...you can't get close to me, okay? I'm really sorry, but it's really bad if you touch me right now, okay?"
That at least got her to stop crying. "Bun?" she said, puzzled and hurt. But least she wasn't coming any closer.
Jeff sighed, awkwardly sitting up. "Look." He reached up to the coffee table, uprooting a sprig of basil from one of the planters and pushing it towards her. By the time he let go, the plant had changed from green to shining gold. Bun blinked in astonishment and poked what used to be the plant. It was hard and cool, like metal.
"Bun!?"
Jeff sighed and nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yeah." It was going to be a long couple of days.