Got this meme from [livejournal.com profile] spacemaori, and because I'm masochistic, wil

May. 15th, 2008 04:49 pm[personal profile] yinepus_brat
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Yes, I am of the nervous here. But, in an effort to get back into writing, that thing which I love that also drives me to cower behind dictionaries and duck into doorways to hide from the random drive-by thesaurus.

(and as Dele wrote) SO. Lyrics meme, my friends. Give me some lyrics (JUST A COUPLE LINES) and I will write for you something about one of your characters and one of mine. (which for me, is horrible because it's been so long since I've rp'ed that I don't recall all of the muses out there that I've written with, much less which of my muses wrote with them! And if you could give me a hint who you all play again it would be AWESOME, but shhh)

And ALTERNATIVELY for ... people who don't RP with me, pick some lyrics, and I shall find a muse to respond with a few paragraphs...or something. Trust me, I have a few.

PS, some of this might end up being NSFW, because you know, I've done that sort of thing before. Just saying.
PPS, if you RP'ers know of any others who would like to join in the insanity, spread the word if you want.
PPPS, I do have to do things like, you know, eat, and shower, and work tonight. So some of this may be delayed.

Date: 2008-05-16 12:15 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] leela1.livejournal.com
The wind swirled around, dust and dirt blowing up over her boots as Leela looked at the great gray stone walls, the faded shreds of banners that once flew high and proud. This was their battleground, this was their playground. This was where the Fangirl Uprising had made it's last stand.

The sun was bright, and the sky blue. And the walls were like a canvas, old and unused, wasting away. Slowly Leela pulled the spray can out of her shoulder bag, shaking it in her hand. Removing the top, Leela dropped the cap to the ground, ignoring the quiet rumble from behind her. Carefully she stretched up and began to paint a line down, a line that just happened to be the same color as her grape and berry dyed hair.

Another line, top to bottom, and then some left to right, and Leela was done. Stepping back, she stared at her masterpiece, her first of many on this day. With a grin of mischief, like so long ago, she quickly reached out and drew an 'X' in the top right corner of her painting.

"There now" Leela stated, turning to hand the spraypaint can to her companion, holding it out to the reaching, scaled claw-like hand behind her. "Your turn!" And as she bent to pick up the paint cap to put it away, she giggled.

"No, you got X's last time, Zhilbar. It's my turn now."

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