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whiterabbit1613 Jun. 21st, 2006 07:53 pm
So... for my latest obsession...
Here's the most recent batch of quarter page stories! They are ready for your perusal!
1. Zidane and Axel - Tollbooth - for Lucky444 - PG
2. Fat Roxas x Popsicle - for DarkSilicon - PG
3. Fat Roxas and Zidane - Zidane's purse - for Lucky444 - G
4. Mr. Bun and Al - for Dark Silicon - PG
5. GIR and Jake - the beach - for Dark Silicon - G
6. Sachi and Raz - the beach - for Dark Silicon - G
7. Ed and Icie - for GlacierTako - G
8. The comic book section of the bookstore - for SpinelSoup - G
9. Jake and Al - the arcade - for Dark Silicon - G
If you like what you see and would like to play along, here are the rules:
- give me one of the following:
- two names
- a place
- a topic
- specify if you want a pairing or gen. if you leave this blank, I will write whatever I want!
- sit back and wait for me to write! turnaround is usually 3 to 5 days.
If you would like to play along more actively, here are the rules:
- take a regular 8.5 by 11 sheet of paper and cut/tear it into 4 pieces
- get your friends to write two names / a place / a topic on each paper
- write a story! it must fit on one side of a quarter page. you can write as big or small as you want, but you are not allowed to make edits when you type it up! (except for spellcheck.)
Leave me your requests!
Here's the most recent batch of quarter page stories! They are ready for your perusal!
1. Zidane and Axel - Tollbooth - for Lucky444 - PG
"So... how much do I have to pay?"
Zidane sighed. Why were people incapable of reading the damn sign? It was right there, at eye level and everything! "How many axels?"
The man driving looked surprised. "Pardon me?"
"How many axels on the car?"
"Oh. Uh... one."
One axel? What the hell? The genome leaned out the window to take a look at the vehicle. "I'm sorry sir, but I think you have more than one axel on this vehicle."
The man shook his mane of red hair and looked alarmed. "How do you figure that? I'm the only one here!"
Zidane sighed. "I think we're misunderstanding each other... how many wheels on your vehicle?"
"Oh! I get it now! See, my name is -"
"Yes," Zidane said, "I figured."
Zidane sighed. Why were people incapable of reading the damn sign? It was right there, at eye level and everything! "How many axels?"
The man driving looked surprised. "Pardon me?"
"How many axels on the car?"
"Oh. Uh... one."
One axel? What the hell? The genome leaned out the window to take a look at the vehicle. "I'm sorry sir, but I think you have more than one axel on this vehicle."
The man shook his mane of red hair and looked alarmed. "How do you figure that? I'm the only one here!"
Zidane sighed. "I think we're misunderstanding each other... how many wheels on your vehicle?"
"Oh! I get it now! See, my name is -"
"Yes," Zidane said, "I figured."
2. Fat Roxas x Popsicle - for DarkSilicon - PG
It couldn't be healthy, this excitement. Every time they were mentioned, Roxas' mouth would go dry with anticipation; his hands would start shaking uncontrollably.
Hayner first told him to chill out when Roxas and Pence started wearing the same clothing size. Roxas ignored his friend and just kept pursuing his craving, which was starting to become unbearable. He'd wake up at midnight with sticky sheets and an odd tingling on his tongue. The dreams left him strangely out of breath and hungry.
"You know," Olette said uneasily when told about the issue, "I think you should -"
Roxas cringed. "Please don't say it!"
She stared at him. "No more sea salt ice cream for you."
Hayner first told him to chill out when Roxas and Pence started wearing the same clothing size. Roxas ignored his friend and just kept pursuing his craving, which was starting to become unbearable. He'd wake up at midnight with sticky sheets and an odd tingling on his tongue. The dreams left him strangely out of breath and hungry.
"You know," Olette said uneasily when told about the issue, "I think you should -"
Roxas cringed. "Please don't say it!"
She stared at him. "No more sea salt ice cream for you."
3. Fat Roxas and Zidane - Zidane's purse - for Lucky444 - G
When they entered the third hour of Roxas' unremitting staring contest with the back of his head, Zidane finally broke down and tossed a book at the ice-cream-a-holic. "What do you want?!" he hissed.
Roxas pouted, rubbing his round belly where the missile had bounced off of. "Was that neccessary?"
"Is you staring at my head for three hours neccessary?"
"I wasn't staring at your head," Roxas replied calmly. "Do you really have a purse?"
Zidane stared at him; his eyebrow twitched, slightly. "What?"
"Sora said you had a purse, but Sora gets confused sometimes, so I was just wondering."
"It's not a purse," Zidane said through gritted teeth. "It's a messenger bag."
"Not a man purse?"
The genome launched himself at the boy. Luckily for Roxas, he just bounced off.
Roxas pouted, rubbing his round belly where the missile had bounced off of. "Was that neccessary?"
"Is you staring at my head for three hours neccessary?"
"I wasn't staring at your head," Roxas replied calmly. "Do you really have a purse?"
Zidane stared at him; his eyebrow twitched, slightly. "What?"
"Sora said you had a purse, but Sora gets confused sometimes, so I was just wondering."
"It's not a purse," Zidane said through gritted teeth. "It's a messenger bag."
"Not a man purse?"
The genome launched himself at the boy. Luckily for Roxas, he just bounced off.
4. Mr. Bun and Al - for Dark Silicon - PG
Al lounged in his bed, much like he had been doing for the past three days - in a depressingly comical funk. Ever since Raz had left for camp at the beginning of the week, the teenaged alchemist had been in this state, much to the dismay of his brother.
("No brother, I do not want to play hide the sausage!"
"But Al-!")
From his cage near the closet, Mr. Bun squeaked in that endearing way rabbits do. "I know," Al said, "I miss him too."
The rabbit looked so sad and pitiful Al had to take him from his cage and cuddle him. It was practical to take the rodent back to his own bed-nest; in not long at all they were curled up and snuggling together on the futon, a warm mass of dark blond hair and white fur.
"Much better, right?"
Mr. Bun squeaked agreeably.
("No brother, I do not want to play hide the sausage!"
"But Al-!")
From his cage near the closet, Mr. Bun squeaked in that endearing way rabbits do. "I know," Al said, "I miss him too."
The rabbit looked so sad and pitiful Al had to take him from his cage and cuddle him. It was practical to take the rodent back to his own bed-nest; in not long at all they were curled up and snuggling together on the futon, a warm mass of dark blond hair and white fur.
"Much better, right?"
Mr. Bun squeaked agreeably.
5. GIR and Jake - the beach - for Dark Silicon - G
How he'd gotten stuck with the brain damaged robot for the day was something Jake would never know, but the fact remained that he was now at the beach, consoling the stupid thing.
"I miss my cupcake!" GIR blubbered. "I miss it so much!"
Jake sighed. "I'm sure it was very delicious, but that's why you ate it!"
GIR suddenly stopped crying and stared at his companion. "You know... you're right!"
"Of course I am," the Radiant muttered.
"What did you say? Did you say something?"
"No."
"Anyway," GIR continued, "It's not the last time I'll see a cupcake, right?"
"Yeah, yeah." Jake reached for the sunscreen.
GIR smiled. "Cupcake! We will be together soon!"
"I miss my cupcake!" GIR blubbered. "I miss it so much!"
Jake sighed. "I'm sure it was very delicious, but that's why you ate it!"
GIR suddenly stopped crying and stared at his companion. "You know... you're right!"
"Of course I am," the Radiant muttered.
"What did you say? Did you say something?"
"No."
"Anyway," GIR continued, "It's not the last time I'll see a cupcake, right?"
"Yeah, yeah." Jake reached for the sunscreen.
GIR smiled. "Cupcake! We will be together soon!"
6. Sachi and Raz - the beach - for Dark Silicon - G
"Look, spending a whole day of summer vacation with you isn't my idea of fun either," Raz said, generally pissed at the world. (Except for Al.)
Sachi snorted. "Well, we're at the beach, whether you like it or not - I'm getting a tan!"
Raz shuddered. "If I get all weird and tan-looking I'm blaming it all on you!"
"Relax, whiner. You won't get tan dressed like that."
"I hope not." Raz reluctantly took a seat on the beach mat, and watched as Sachi slathered sunscreen over her mostly naked body. He wrinkled his nose, not fond of the cloying, banana-y smell.
And there they sat, for the whole afternoon, Sachi in her bikini and Raz in his coat, helmet and scarf, not speaking. When they got home, Raz's ears and nose were stop-sign red; Sachi was pleasantly crisp.
Sachi snorted. "Well, we're at the beach, whether you like it or not - I'm getting a tan!"
Raz shuddered. "If I get all weird and tan-looking I'm blaming it all on you!"
"Relax, whiner. You won't get tan dressed like that."
"I hope not." Raz reluctantly took a seat on the beach mat, and watched as Sachi slathered sunscreen over her mostly naked body. He wrinkled his nose, not fond of the cloying, banana-y smell.
And there they sat, for the whole afternoon, Sachi in her bikini and Raz in his coat, helmet and scarf, not speaking. When they got home, Raz's ears and nose were stop-sign red; Sachi was pleasantly crisp.
7. Ed and Icie - for GlacierTako - G
Ed was not a fan of kids, and he didn't care if the whole world knew that. Never mind that, not so very long ago, he had been 12 himself; he always thought of himself as 'mature for his age.'
"Youth these days," he harrumphed as he sat down on the sofa in the TV room. "Are you going to play that stupid game forever?"
"Yep," Icie replied, wiggling his fingers and taking out another six bad guys on the giant screen. "Until bedtime, anyway."
Ed shook his head. He blamed such terrible behavior on Jake's bad parenting skills. Seriously, could a chimera be trusted to raise children properly? I don't think so.
Icie watched him from the corner of his eye. "I can change it if you really want me to."
"No," Ed said, putting on a long-suffering expression. "Carry on."
"Youth these days," he harrumphed as he sat down on the sofa in the TV room. "Are you going to play that stupid game forever?"
"Yep," Icie replied, wiggling his fingers and taking out another six bad guys on the giant screen. "Until bedtime, anyway."
Ed shook his head. He blamed such terrible behavior on Jake's bad parenting skills. Seriously, could a chimera be trusted to raise children properly? I don't think so.
Icie watched him from the corner of his eye. "I can change it if you really want me to."
"No," Ed said, putting on a long-suffering expression. "Carry on."
8. The comic book section of the bookstore - for SpinelSoup - G
BUMP.
Books flew everywhere, falling thunderously to the ground and hitting both hapless shoppers squarely in the forehead. Roxas was the first to his feet, slightly stunned; he reached quickly for the man who had crashed into him. "I'm so sorry!" he cried, helping the person to his feet, "I should have paid better attention!"
"It's nothing," the stranger said, rubbing his red hair. "I was reading, so I wasn't watching where I was going."
Roxas blushed. "Same here. So I suppose we're both at fault."
The stranger laughed, and they both bent to pick up their fallen purchases. Their hands met when they both reached for the same volume, a comic book titled Gravitation.
"I'm sorry, this is -"
"I think it's -"
They finally looked at each other. "My book," both whispered shyly.
"Are you a fan?" Roxas asked quietly, his heart fluttering under the green gaze.
"No," the stranger replied, "I'm Axel."
Books flew everywhere, falling thunderously to the ground and hitting both hapless shoppers squarely in the forehead. Roxas was the first to his feet, slightly stunned; he reached quickly for the man who had crashed into him. "I'm so sorry!" he cried, helping the person to his feet, "I should have paid better attention!"
"It's nothing," the stranger said, rubbing his red hair. "I was reading, so I wasn't watching where I was going."
Roxas blushed. "Same here. So I suppose we're both at fault."
The stranger laughed, and they both bent to pick up their fallen purchases. Their hands met when they both reached for the same volume, a comic book titled Gravitation.
"I'm sorry, this is -"
"I think it's -"
They finally looked at each other. "My book," both whispered shyly.
"Are you a fan?" Roxas asked quietly, his heart fluttering under the green gaze.
"No," the stranger replied, "I'm Axel."
9. Jake and Al - the arcade - for Dark Silicon - G
Babysitting, Jake reflected, sucked.
Yet it was the third time in two days that he'd been sucked into the gawd-awful activity, despite Al's awkward protests that he was old enough to stay home alone.
"Silicon said you have to stick with me, so stick with me you shall," was Jake's reply.
Al shrugged. "I've never been to an arcade before. Is it fun?"
Jake stared at the younger boy in blatant disbelief. "You've never been?! What kind of childhood did you have?"
"They hadn't invented the television yet, where I grew up," he retorted.
"Look, the games are pretty easy, just stay away from the ones with claws. They're a waste of money."
Al took this advice, spending his tokens instead on soundly whooping the Radiant in various first person shooters.
Yet it was the third time in two days that he'd been sucked into the gawd-awful activity, despite Al's awkward protests that he was old enough to stay home alone.
"Silicon said you have to stick with me, so stick with me you shall," was Jake's reply.
Al shrugged. "I've never been to an arcade before. Is it fun?"
Jake stared at the younger boy in blatant disbelief. "You've never been?! What kind of childhood did you have?"
"They hadn't invented the television yet, where I grew up," he retorted.
"Look, the games are pretty easy, just stay away from the ones with claws. They're a waste of money."
Al took this advice, spending his tokens instead on soundly whooping the Radiant in various first person shooters.
If you like what you see and would like to play along, here are the rules:
- give me one of the following:
- two names
- a place
- a topic
- specify if you want a pairing or gen. if you leave this blank, I will write whatever I want!
- sit back and wait for me to write! turnaround is usually 3 to 5 days.
If you would like to play along more actively, here are the rules:
- take a regular 8.5 by 11 sheet of paper and cut/tear it into 4 pieces
- get your friends to write two names / a place / a topic on each paper
- write a story! it must fit on one side of a quarter page. you can write as big or small as you want, but you are not allowed to make edits when you type it up! (except for spellcheck.)
Leave me your requests!