*cracks knuckles* This may not be exactly what you asked for, so I'll try to come back and do and new one, but here's what first popped into my head.
-
The long haired Tyki had Road tucked safely under his arm--not that that she needed him carrying her to safety, but she was a bit too preoccupied with laughing uncontrollably to be bothered by trivial things like walking on her own. Or in this case, running. Besides, that's what Tykis were for, right? And the other Tyki was too busy holding onto the brim of his hat to keep it from flying off as he ran, to hold her. His cane was tucked neatly beneath his other arm, and just beneath his hat, not quite hidden, lurked own smile of slightly psychotic enjoyment.
Behind them Devit's voice, shouted. "Hey, wait up you assholes! Fucking bastards, don't just decide shit on your own!"
"Assholes, hee!"
An explosion deafened them all for a moment, the heat and pressure of it sending them all forward a bit as they ran. Too close for comfort.
"Fuck!"
"Hee!" The alarmed voices of the twins were
( ... )
Oh my lord. What I love about this is that I can surmise about forty different ways as to how this all ended. It was awesome! And Solo and Cardio finishing each other's sentence was awesome, too.
/a-also. Sob. I'm picking up Alex. I-in case you're wondering who the hell this is.
---------------------------------------------------- It was as if everyone's worst nightmare had come true. People ran from floor to floor, room to room, screaming at being confronted again and again with the nightmare. One, poor Kanda had chosen a jump from a tenth story balcony than to share the same room as those... thingsThe mastermind behind it all had been kind enough. Really, of all the various Tykis from different backgrounds, worlds, and various degrees of Exorcists, he seemed rather likable. Decent, even. But they all had been lied to. Deceived. His deviousness put even the Earls to shame as the halls flooded with wails and cries. In retrospect, they should have locked him up and kept him away from the Cyril from his world. But it was too late. Entirely too late
( ... )
Well, I'm sure I had the same expression on my face as I wrote this. It kind of went from "What would Solo do if confronted with said prop? Ah, yes, a pitch fork. But no, he wouldn't get very far because Miranda would beat him over the head with it."
I'm glad you like it. I have to give credit to watching over twenty episodes of Sengoku Basara for most of this though. Ah, such delicious crack that has made me stupid giddy. The kind that lasts for days. :)
But she's young, so young that she hasn't been loved yet, or born, or recollected (and recollected's a good word, isn't it, thick as oil and eggs and mustard in her mouth?)--
It's been a long time. It's been no time at all. How can she tell? Her pieces are floating away, flesh peeled from bone and intent to sink away, man to clay to mud. Instead, she clutches tighter the words and lights that must have been a hundred years ago until they split into petals and fall with a flourish--until they're almost things to touch. Imagine the lotuses in the mud to bury in a chest for hope. Not a false one that she's never had, of course--but the blood-and-sinew cage locked underneath her clutching arms. Whole.
Breathing.
Outside, through the sky, sinks the old, red world. Bile and marrow smear across their white floors, grit between the unreal clouds. The ghost-boy-killer knows simple motions, and Innocence is always simple: snake past and twist, puncture and smash. He's good; he's second-best; he's synchronized
( ... )
I have only myself to blame for not planning this properly orz
After some discussions with others, I opened it up to D.Gray-Man in general to let other people not playing at dgmdressroom in.
But then I realized that that widens it up too much, so I just now edited it again to narrow it down to existing (and pre-existing?) game casts instead of D.Gray-Man in general.
though, all things considered, I may just switch it back to just dgmdr to keep it simple..
Thanks for clarifying, was confusing seeing the stuff in the title post changing so much. So right now it isn't the latest round of the Dgmdr drabble meme, but a general Dgm roleplay drabble meme, got it.
Comments 52
Reply
Reply
-
The long haired Tyki had Road tucked safely under his arm--not that that she needed him carrying her to safety, but she was a bit too preoccupied with laughing uncontrollably to be bothered by trivial things like walking on her own. Or in this case, running. Besides, that's what Tykis were for, right? And the other Tyki was too busy holding onto the brim of his hat to keep it from flying off as he ran, to hold her. His cane was tucked neatly beneath his other arm, and just beneath his hat, not quite hidden, lurked own smile of slightly psychotic enjoyment.
Behind them Devit's voice, shouted. "Hey, wait up you assholes! Fucking bastards, don't just decide shit on your own!"
"Assholes, hee!"
An explosion deafened them all for a moment, the heat and pressure of it sending them all forward a bit as they ran. Too close for comfort.
"Fuck!"
"Hee!" The alarmed voices of the twins were ( ... )
Reply
Oh my lord. What I love about this is that I can surmise about forty different ways as to how this all ended. It was awesome! And Solo and Cardio finishing each other's sentence was awesome, too.
/a-also. Sob. I'm picking up Alex. I-in case you're wondering who the hell this is.
Reply
I'm toying around with another drabble, but I may or may not get it written. I'm a bit out of practice with everyone by now T_T
/reaches/ Miss you babe and so sorry for disappearing.
Reply
Reply
----------------------------------------------------
It was as if everyone's worst nightmare had come true. People ran from floor to floor, room to room, screaming at being confronted again and again with the nightmare. One, poor Kanda had chosen a jump from a tenth story balcony than to share the same room as those... thingsThe mastermind behind it all had been kind enough. Really, of all the various Tykis from different backgrounds, worlds, and various degrees of Exorcists, he seemed rather likable. Decent, even. But they all had been lied to. Deceived. His deviousness put even the Earls to shame as the halls flooded with wails and cries. In retrospect, they should have locked him up and kept him away from the Cyril from his world. But it was too late. Entirely too late ( ... )
Reply
What makes this so epic.
Is the expression on Solo's face in that icon.
Otherwise.
Omg, I laughed so hard, I'm about ready to keel over and die.
You win at life, Duet. Forever <3
Reply
I'm glad you like it. I have to give credit to watching over twenty episodes of Sengoku Basara for most of this though. Ah, such delicious crack that has made me stupid giddy. The kind that lasts for days. :)
Reply
Nightmares, dreams.
Reply
But she's young, so young that she hasn't been loved yet, or born, or recollected (and recollected's a good word, isn't it, thick as oil and eggs and mustard in her mouth?)--
It's been a long time. It's been no time at all. How can she tell? Her pieces are floating away, flesh peeled from bone and intent to sink away, man to clay to mud. Instead, she clutches tighter the words and lights that must have been a hundred years ago until they split into petals and fall with a flourish--until they're almost things to touch. Imagine the lotuses in the mud to bury in a chest for hope. Not a false one that she's never had, of course--but the blood-and-sinew cage locked underneath her clutching arms. Whole.
Breathing.
Outside, through the sky, sinks the old, red world. Bile and marrow smear across their white floors, grit between the unreal clouds. The ghost-boy-killer knows simple motions, and Innocence is always simple: snake past and twist, puncture and smash. He's good; he's second-best; he's synchronized ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Reply
After some discussions with others, I opened it up to D.Gray-Man in general to let other people not playing at dgmdressroom in.
But then I realized that that widens it up too much, so I just now edited it again to narrow it down to existing (and pre-existing?) game casts instead of D.Gray-Man in general.
though, all things considered, I may just switch it back to just dgmdr to keep it simple..
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment