Nov 05, 2007 19:55
I'm feeling daring.
Give me a song lyric (one or two lines please, that's a lot more evocative than an entire song) and I will write you a drabble for a character YOU PLAY and I PLAY that goes with it. Even if they've never met!
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Will turn the tides quite easily.
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Tot tugged on one his cat ears, left over from several cookies ago. “Miss Kitty took everybody who loved Tot away, but nobody cares about Miss Kitty.”
Yohji found his voice to speak.
“Nagi.”
Tot paled.
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A tale of a fateful trip
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“Did you enjoy the Granola Bites?”
Nagi awarded her with a flat stare.
“I still smell like patchouli.”
Her smile hardened, as she pulled a PDA from her apron pocket.
“An interesting side effect, I’ll be sure they know in the lab.”
“Why don’t you just tell people the cookies are LOL’d?”
“Cookie Time Inc. is not responsible for the public’s failure to ask.”
“I’m asking.”
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Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
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“You’re Toki,” It wasn’t a question, just a statement of fact from a serenely smiling face. The man was as tall as Nobuto, thin, blond and dressed like some kind of priest.
The man pulled two bottles of beer from his sleeve, and handed one to Toki before sitting under the tree. Toki stared for a moment, before opening his beer, and joining the man in the shade.
“Imagine if the Buddha brought his students to the Nexus.”
“Whatever. Idiots still wouldn’t get it.”
They finished their beer in silence, and the man stood to go.
“Be strong, Toki Mishiba.”
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The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought twas all in fun.
POP goes the weasel.
...Sorry. It had to be done.
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Banri didn’t stick around to hear anything else. He dropped the six-pack he was carrying and ran, exhaling in a steady “fuck, fuck, fuck”.
He was panicking, but last he’d heard, that psycho was on a short leash. He ran through parks, residential neighborhoods and shopping districts.
His side was hurting, and he was slowing down. He slammed into a brick wall, and felt tight fingers on his neck, pulling him to his feet.
“I might have believed you were an alternate, had you not run.”
“Oh fuck, man.” Banri had a feeling this time it would stick.
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His needs were few, his room was bare.
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