Get down with the sickness
If I were a metal, I would be: S30 V Crucible steel tempered to about 63 RC
If I were an animal, I would be: A Russian silver fox
If I were a color, I would be: A fiery, eldritch, emerald green
If I were a mythological being, I would be: A lady of the seelie court
If I were a human activity, I would be: flirting
If I were a work of art, I would be: Spirit of the Night
If I were a tool, I would be: Knife
If I were an emotion, I would be: Excitement
If I were a character in a book, I would be: Dirisha in Steve Perry's "Matadora"
If I were a famous historical person I would be: Madame Maupin
If I were an article of clothing, I would be: Black leather thigh boots. Made for wear'n.
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: Silvery, rolling clouds on an overcast day.
If I were a part of the body, I would be: Thumb
If I were a gemstone, I would be: A deep emerald with many cracks and inclusions.
If I were a plant, I would be: Clover
If I were a sound, I would be: A quick, sad flourish on the violin
If I were a food, I would be: A roast beef on rye with brie, spicey, stone ground mustard, lettuce and tomato served with a peppery Roja. ...and few licorice bits for afterward.
If I were a geographical feature, I would be: A meandering wooded glen, dappled equally with sun and shadow, veined with a babbling stream.
If I were an animal, I would be: A Russian silver fox
If I were a color, I would be: A fiery, eldritch, emerald green
If I were a mythological being, I would be: A lady of the seelie court
If I were a human activity, I would be: flirting
If I were a work of art, I would be: Spirit of the Night
If I were a tool, I would be: Knife
If I were an emotion, I would be: Excitement
If I were a character in a book, I would be: Dirisha in Steve Perry's "Matadora"
If I were a famous historical person I would be: Madame Maupin
If I were an article of clothing, I would be: Black leather thigh boots. Made for wear'n.
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: Silvery, rolling clouds on an overcast day.
If I were a part of the body, I would be: Thumb
If I were a gemstone, I would be: A deep emerald with many cracks and inclusions.
If I were a plant, I would be: Clover
If I were a sound, I would be: A quick, sad flourish on the violin
If I were a food, I would be: A roast beef on rye with brie, spicey, stone ground mustard, lettuce and tomato served with a peppery Roja. ...and few licorice bits for afterward.
If I were a geographical feature, I would be: A meandering wooded glen, dappled equally with sun and shadow, veined with a babbling stream.