meme again!
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sureiAnd yet again I am drawn into the memeage. Even one that requires flist participation, and will therefore probably be a disappointment, but it still amuses me.
So voila: three very different memes, all yoinked from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
joisbishmyoga.
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Take the few few sentences of the first post of every month.
January:
dagnab er fladerab, blasted pantaloomer, consarn de falderarn, dirty blatzeritz
February:
MAN I love Tokyo Plastic.
March:
My birthday is coming up. I hadn't really even thought about it, until Dad asked me, "What do you want for your birthday?
April:
From Kaze:
May:
I have been unwell, hence the complete disappearance from all things computer for the past couple days, but I marshaled my strength all throughout today, and went off to sing tonight, and behold! I now feel much better. Which means that I had better start working again tomorrow, but oh well. It's better than lying around just barely able to read and feeling miserable.
June:
This reminds me of Bud.
July:
Pap smears are horrible, horrible things. Guys, you are lucky. You don't get intimately poked once a year until you're 50. Say your prayers.
August:
You know, some might have seen it as Itachi being sappy and melodramatic, but he still came off as an indifferent bastard to me. Just Kisame reading more into it than he should. Which makes me go, Awww, how sweet! over him, but not much else.
I really should get around to finishing off my duvet cover and pillows, by the way.
September:
The annoying thing about having three _Js that I want to actually keep track of is that sometimes it takes me a while to get around to doing them all.
October:
I've just been attacked by a moth.
November:
I know the heating's on in the house when my clothes come out of the dresser (which stands over an air vent) warm. Also - we keep our butter out, and use it so quickly there really is no danger - the butter is firm not because it's recently removed from the fridge, but because the air is that cool.
December:
And yet again I am drawn into the memeage. Even one that requires flist participation, and will therefore probably be a disappointment, but it still amuses me.
#
Go to the Wikipedia home page and click random article. That is your band's name.
Click random article again; that is your album name.
Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.
The Understudy
Balm in Gilead
1. U. N. Dhebar
2. Bête Noire
3. Robert Ewing III
4. Pulaski County, Indiana
5. Long Losephson Junction
6. libsecondlife
7. Something Wicked This Way Comes EP
8. Based Boys
9. Juan March Ordinas
10. Master-General of the Ordinance
11. Con Mine
12. Spokane Valley, Washington
13. Dragon Ball Z: Cooler’s Revenge
14. Henham
15. Amelita Baltar
#
Go through your ff.net account. Go though the stories you've written and find the third-to-last sentence for every story (and every chapter, if you're feeling brave). Compile these into a list and post them in your journal. Now have your f-list give you drabble challenges with new characters or pairings, using those sentences as prompts.
Technically, this should be on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
srevan, but I don’t do memes there, and that flist is so tiny even what slight hopes I have would be utterly crushed. Not that I’m not sure I don’t want them to be. You have no idea how embarrassing I found some of these, but here they are anyway. Top to bottom = most to least recent.
“Oh,” he says, and barely feels it when his opponent pulls their sword from his stomach.
Amon never was the type to scream.
At least he got to see them die, playing on and on and over again in twisted rounds against his eyelids.
The boy thought about that for a moment, then said, “Come. I will lead you to her.”
Naruto doesn't mind.
“He’s unconscious, Inuyasha, and he didn’t attack me. Let’s go.”
Until Sasuke finally gave up trying to be a loner, and then Itachi would come home and bitch about the nuisance of little brothers with hordes of fan girls, and Hinata would calm him down so he could eat his ramen, and Naruto would reminisce in detail about his genin team so that Itachi would have good stories to get said little brother back at with.
“Mmmhmm, meaning ‘plum,’ of course. Her parents are Chinese.” <-- taken byfirelizard5
When she released him and stepped back, he just watched her.
Later, as he was falling asleep, it came to him: if he went and asked, and she came with him, and he kissed her, would she kiss him back?
It was his pride that, of all the village, the only one to make that Uzumaki bastard stop looking so far away was him, the kyuubi vessel, the one the village didn’t want.
Really, how was Hinata to explain to them that the reason she didn’t like Sasuke was because every time she looked at him, all she saw was that he wasn’t Itachi?
He still wants a family and he still doesn’t have anyone to be that family.
But you can’t, because if she does love him, then hurting him will hurt her, and you can’t do that.
And once Kakashi has started to cling, he’s not going to let go.
“If you have to follow me, do it for a different reason.”
The wanting consumes her.
And then you’ll take it all back from him.
He has been quietly putting things in his way because this man barely half his age presents a challenge, a fight, and Fuhrer King Bradley is the fight.
And, being incapable of changing that, and unconcerned with the future that would eventually bring the fading of his feelings, he merely continued to travel, as he had always done.
She had regained her heart.
-Oh, no! You’ve fallen into the spring of drowned girl!- a young man said in Chinese, running out of the hut in response to the splash and wringing his hands.
They'd learn to share.
"Yes."
"Here. Keep this for me."
It distinguished her.
The girl and the toad happily obeyed, and after another moment’s hesitation, so too did Kagura.
He is her hope.
“Bye, probably won’t see you again, I’ll fix things in just a bit, okay?”
Thunder boomed not long after it.
So she smiles when he smiles, and when he kisses her she lets him, and when he touches her she touches back, even on the metal arm that can’t feel it, learning him as he learns her.
Almost there.
"In this life, this one is known as Miru."
She didn’t even snigger.
“Goodnight.”
Clara turned over in bed and hit the alarm off.
We’ll be needing help.
She even went so far as to yell at them for jumping to conclusions before Kasumi's look made her blush and fall silent.
Her brother stiffened.
Naoki slowly put it down, thoughtful.
"Who's this?" Ranma asked.
He dragged Heero away before there was time to take another picture.
"Shut up!" he said again, picked her up, and tossed her after her brother.
"Hahiro will be visiting us soon, will he not?" Phelan asked.
There was the sound of wings.
So voila: three very different memes, all yoinked from
joisbishmyoga.Take the few few sentences of the first post of every month.
January:
dagnab er fladerab, blasted pantaloomer, consarn de falderarn, dirty blatzeritz
February:
MAN I love Tokyo Plastic.
March:
My birthday is coming up. I hadn't really even thought about it, until Dad asked me, "What do you want for your birthday?
April:
From Kaze:
May:
I have been unwell, hence the complete disappearance from all things computer for the past couple days, but I marshaled my strength all throughout today, and went off to sing tonight, and behold! I now feel much better. Which means that I had better start working again tomorrow, but oh well. It's better than lying around just barely able to read and feeling miserable.
June:
This reminds me of Bud.
July:
Pap smears are horrible, horrible things. Guys, you are lucky. You don't get intimately poked once a year until you're 50. Say your prayers.
August:
You know, some might have seen it as Itachi being sappy and melodramatic, but he still came off as an indifferent bastard to me. Just Kisame reading more into it than he should. Which makes me go, Awww, how sweet! over him, but not much else.
I really should get around to finishing off my duvet cover and pillows, by the way.
September:
The annoying thing about having three _Js that I want to actually keep track of is that sometimes it takes me a while to get around to doing them all.
October:
I've just been attacked by a moth.
November:
I know the heating's on in the house when my clothes come out of the dresser (which stands over an air vent) warm. Also - we keep our butter out, and use it so quickly there really is no danger - the butter is firm not because it's recently removed from the fridge, but because the air is that cool.
December:
And yet again I am drawn into the memeage. Even one that requires flist participation, and will therefore probably be a disappointment, but it still amuses me.
Go to the Wikipedia home page and click random article. That is your band's name.
Click random article again; that is your album name.
Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.
The Understudy
Balm in Gilead
1. U. N. Dhebar
2. Bête Noire
3. Robert Ewing III
4. Pulaski County, Indiana
5. Long Losephson Junction
6. libsecondlife
7. Something Wicked This Way Comes EP
8. Based Boys
9. Juan March Ordinas
10. Master-General of the Ordinance
11. Con Mine
12. Spokane Valley, Washington
13. Dragon Ball Z: Cooler’s Revenge
14. Henham
15. Amelita Baltar
Go through your ff.net account. Go though the stories you've written and find the third-to-last sentence for every story (and every chapter, if you're feeling brave). Compile these into a list and post them in your journal. Now have your f-list give you drabble challenges with new characters or pairings, using those sentences as prompts.
Technically, this should be on
srevan, but I don’t do memes there, and that flist is so tiny even what slight hopes I have would be utterly crushed. Not that I’m not sure I don’t want them to be. You have no idea how embarrassing I found some of these, but here they are anyway. Top to bottom = most to least recent. “Oh,” he says, and barely feels it when his opponent pulls their sword from his stomach.
Amon never was the type to scream.
At least he got to see them die, playing on and on and over again in twisted rounds against his eyelids.
The boy thought about that for a moment, then said, “Come. I will lead you to her.”
Naruto doesn't mind.
“He’s unconscious, Inuyasha, and he didn’t attack me. Let’s go.”
Until Sasuke finally gave up trying to be a loner, and then Itachi would come home and bitch about the nuisance of little brothers with hordes of fan girls, and Hinata would calm him down so he could eat his ramen, and Naruto would reminisce in detail about his genin team so that Itachi would have good stories to get said little brother back at with.
“Mmmhmm, meaning ‘plum,’ of course. Her parents are Chinese.” <-- taken by
firelizard5When she released him and stepped back, he just watched her.
Later, as he was falling asleep, it came to him: if he went and asked, and she came with him, and he kissed her, would she kiss him back?
It was his pride that, of all the village, the only one to make that Uzumaki bastard stop looking so far away was him, the kyuubi vessel, the one the village didn’t want.
Really, how was Hinata to explain to them that the reason she didn’t like Sasuke was because every time she looked at him, all she saw was that he wasn’t Itachi?
He still wants a family and he still doesn’t have anyone to be that family.
But you can’t, because if she does love him, then hurting him will hurt her, and you can’t do that.
And once Kakashi has started to cling, he’s not going to let go.
“If you have to follow me, do it for a different reason.”
The wanting consumes her.
And then you’ll take it all back from him.
He has been quietly putting things in his way because this man barely half his age presents a challenge, a fight, and Fuhrer King Bradley is the fight.
And, being incapable of changing that, and unconcerned with the future that would eventually bring the fading of his feelings, he merely continued to travel, as he had always done.
She had regained her heart.
-Oh, no! You’ve fallen into the spring of drowned girl!- a young man said in Chinese, running out of the hut in response to the splash and wringing his hands.
They'd learn to share.
"Yes."
"Here. Keep this for me."
It distinguished her.
The girl and the toad happily obeyed, and after another moment’s hesitation, so too did Kagura.
He is her hope.
“Bye, probably won’t see you again, I’ll fix things in just a bit, okay?”
Thunder boomed not long after it.
So she smiles when he smiles, and when he kisses her she lets him, and when he touches her she touches back, even on the metal arm that can’t feel it, learning him as he learns her.
Almost there.
"In this life, this one is known as Miru."
She didn’t even snigger.
“Goodnight.”
Clara turned over in bed and hit the alarm off.
We’ll be needing help.
She even went so far as to yell at them for jumping to conclusions before Kasumi's look made her blush and fall silent.
Her brother stiffened.
Naoki slowly put it down, thoughtful.
"Who's this?" Ranma asked.
He dragged Heero away before there was time to take another picture.
"Shut up!" he said again, picked her up, and tossed her after her brother.
"Hahiro will be visiting us soon, will he not?" Phelan asked.
There was the sound of wings.