Ion, where the hell are you?
I have free time. You'd think this would mean that I'd done some writing, wouldn't you? Well no. Ion has gone for a very, very long walk and the other's have all vanished on me too. *pouts*
In an attempt to rectify the situation, I've read everything I wrote for fma_100 before it died and then pinched two of my own challenges. Now I'm going to drink tea and eat cold custard. This probably won't help the lack of inspiration, but it'll make me feel better so there ;P
Title: Because Nagayan is quite obviously a dork
Challenge: Childhood
The roar rises from the floor to the ceiling courtesy of the small person sprawled across the rug, a miniature monster in one hand and a red car clasped tight in the other.
Sound effects follow. Tyres screech as the vehicle desperately tries to navigate imaginary streets, fleeing the rampaging fiend on its tail. The six inch high creature stomps on, giving ever louder roars as it follows its prey.
‘Rawr! RAWWWR! RAWWWWRRR!!!’
‘Err... Takashi?’ Tuti stuck his head round the doorframe. ‘I hate to interrupt the tidy destruction of the universe but Kime wants to know if you’re hungry.’
Title: Important questions
Challenge: Desert Island
‘I’m serious!’
‘You always say that.’
‘No I don’t.’
‘You do.’
‘But… okay, this time, I’m serious.’
‘Tuti, it’s got to be the least serious question you’ve ever asked me!’
‘Less serious than the one about what rainbows look like in the dark?’
An eyeroll. A sigh, ‘Okay not as bad as that.’
‘So answer it already!’
‘Tuti… the chances of us…’
A frown.
‘I’m just saying…’
‘And I’m just asking.’
‘Okay, okay, if I was in a plane crash and everyone was killed and I found myself stranded on a desert island, I’d want to be there with you.’
... Well I think they're funny but then I'm willing to admit that my sense of humour leaves a little to be desired
In an attempt to rectify the situation, I've read everything I wrote for fma_100 before it died and then pinched two of my own challenges. Now I'm going to drink tea and eat cold custard. This probably won't help the lack of inspiration, but it'll make me feel better so there ;P
Title: Because Nagayan is quite obviously a dork
Challenge: Childhood
The roar rises from the floor to the ceiling courtesy of the small person sprawled across the rug, a miniature monster in one hand and a red car clasped tight in the other.
Sound effects follow. Tyres screech as the vehicle desperately tries to navigate imaginary streets, fleeing the rampaging fiend on its tail. The six inch high creature stomps on, giving ever louder roars as it follows its prey.
‘Rawr! RAWWWR! RAWWWWRRR!!!’
‘Err... Takashi?’ Tuti stuck his head round the doorframe. ‘I hate to interrupt the tidy destruction of the universe but Kime wants to know if you’re hungry.’
Title: Important questions
Challenge: Desert Island
‘I’m serious!’
‘You always say that.’
‘No I don’t.’
‘You do.’
‘But… okay, this time, I’m serious.’
‘Tuti, it’s got to be the least serious question you’ve ever asked me!’
‘Less serious than the one about what rainbows look like in the dark?’
An eyeroll. A sigh, ‘Okay not as bad as that.’
‘So answer it already!’
‘Tuti… the chances of us…’
A frown.
‘I’m just saying…’
‘And I’m just asking.’
‘Okay, okay, if I was in a plane crash and everyone was killed and I found myself stranded on a desert island, I’d want to be there with you.’
... Well I think they're funny but then I'm willing to admit that my sense of humour leaves a little to be desired