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elementalhero1. Comment.
2. I will write you something vaguely resembling fiction based on the icon you used.
3. If the icon in question does not contain fictional characters, I reserve the right to Make Some Shit Up.
2. I will write you something vaguely resembling fiction based on the icon you used.
3. If the icon in question does not contain fictional characters, I reserve the right to Make Some Shit Up.
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Date: 2009-10-29 05:20 pm (UTC)Title: Anko Gets Irritated
Date: 2009-10-30 05:04 am (UTC)"Ow! Anko, that hurts! Please stop it, I have a class to teach," Iruka babbled as Anko dragged him through the street.
"You didn't put your dish in the sink after you ate breakfast without waking me up and left," she snapped.
"Anko, I was going to come back--"
"Yeah, sure," she muttered.
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Date: 2009-10-29 07:01 pm (UTC)Title: where in hell did my brain come up with this?
Date: 2009-10-29 11:16 pm (UTC)"Gold," he said, eyes never leaving the screen as Gold walked into the room. "Why am I such an asshole in this game??"
Gold half sprawled, half fell backward over the couch. "Do you really want me to answer that?" he asked. His hat fell off next to Silver's knee.
"No. Seriously," Silver said, methodically chewing the skin off his lower lip as he played. "I refuse to acknowledge this guy as even related to me. Because he's a dick."
Gold rolled over so he could crane his head voer Silver's shoulder and see the screen. "Maybe you should read your lines out loud. You know, get into the feel. Into character."
Silver gave Gold a look that might have corroded iron. "Absolutely not," he said.
Gold was not listening. "Wait a minute," he said, squinting harder. "That's not the--why are you playing as Crys???"
"As if I'd play through the game as you," Silver grunted. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to kick my own ass."
"Whatever floats your boat," Gold said, shuffling around so he could lay on the couch properly. He smirked five minutes later when Silver swore, popped the cartridge out, and threw it across the room, yelling, "GODDAMN STOP SPAMMING WATER GUN, YOU PRICK!"
Re: Title: where in hell did my brain come up with this?
Date: 2009-10-30 01:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-30 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-29 07:05 pm (UTC)Title: wtf I don't even know, man
Date: 2009-10-31 06:07 pm (UTC)"And that's what's going to happen," Imperial Soldier number 3657 declared proudly.
"You're some kind of idiot, you know that?" his fellow stormtrooper bit out.
Title: WTF this was BRILLIANT >D
Date: 2009-10-31 06:18 pm (UTC)Amazing <3
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Date: 2009-10-29 08:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-30 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-30 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-30 02:22 am (UTC)