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dazlious2012-06-03 10:47 pm
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64-Prompt Drabble Requests
SUP FOLKS I FEEL LIKE WRITING TONIGHT between my tags.
Comment here with two (or more) characters and pick a prompt or three-- I'll write you a drabble based on that prompt! These prompts can either be fandom-based (although I'm afraid I'm a one-trick pony and only trust myself to do Silent Hill justice, although I might make exceptions) or based on RP CR that we have.
The prompts are first-come, first-serve-- I wanna exercise my writing chops so try not to pick something that's already been chosen! Feel free to pick as many as you want as long as they haven't been picked already!
PROMPTS
The Theme List
1. 2 a.m.
2. metaphor
3. sky
4. lost scene
5. degrees
6. seize the day
7. opposite
*8. passions run
*9. connection
*10. lull and storm
*11. animal
12. children
*13. we all float on
*14. chess
15. duty
16. rip
17. missing time
18. crest
*19. itch
20. explode
*21. rise
*22. crumble
23. range
*24. fight/flight
25. acid
26. color
*27. give
28. needle
*29. locks
30. slope
*31. correspondence
32. linger
33. charm
*34. roads
35. hunger
36. reciprocity
*37. kind
38. fruity
39. half-life
*40. comedy of errors
41. tragedy
*42. hope is the thing with feathers
43. empire
*44. turpentine kisses and mistaken blows
45. rings
*46. dust
47. every you, every me
*48. project
49. adore
*50. murmur
51. above
52. below
*53. incalculable
54. wire
*55. landslide
*56. the beginning is the end is the beginning
57. door
*58. enemy gate
*59. stone
*60. bright
*61. stories
62. chime
*63. laugh
64. hold
Comment here with two (or more) characters and pick a prompt or three-- I'll write you a drabble based on that prompt! These prompts can either be fandom-based (although I'm afraid I'm a one-trick pony and only trust myself to do Silent Hill justice, although I might make exceptions) or based on RP CR that we have.
The prompts are first-come, first-serve-- I wanna exercise my writing chops so try not to pick something that's already been chosen! Feel free to pick as many as you want as long as they haven't been picked already!
The Theme List
1. 2 a.m.
2. metaphor
3. sky
4. lost scene
5. degrees
6. seize the day
7. opposite
*8. passions run
*9. connection
*10. lull and storm
*11. animal
12. children
*13. we all float on
*14. chess
15. duty
16. rip
17. missing time
18. crest
*19. itch
20. explode
*21. rise
*22. crumble
23. range
*24. fight/flight
25. acid
26. color
*27. give
28. needle
*29. locks
30. slope
*31. correspondence
32. linger
33. charm
*34. roads
35. hunger
36. reciprocity
*37. kind
38. fruity
39. half-life
*40. comedy of errors
41. tragedy
*42. hope is the thing with feathers
43. empire
*44. turpentine kisses and mistaken blows
45. rings
*46. dust
47. every you, every me
*48. project
49. adore
*50. murmur
51. above
52. below
*53. incalculable
54. wire
*55. landslide
*56. the beginning is the end is the beginning
57. door
*58. enemy gate
*59. stone
*60. bright
*61. stories
62. chime
*63. laugh
64. hold
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Also Heather and her father, 55! :3
Kaito and Heather (3)
The gloved hands holding onto her waist gently but firmly did nothing to quell the sensation.
Actually, she was pretty sure they were making it worse. The stupid tingly butterflies may have been somewhat enjoyable (in a stupid, incredibly girly way) under normal circumstances, but in this one, all they did was make her all the more aware of the horrifying weightless feeling where she was pretty sure most of her insides used to be.
"... Heather," said the hands' owner next to her ear. "Having second thoughts?"
"I'm not, but my liver and kidneys totally just bailed on me."
"... You looked down, didn't you."
"I totally looked down."
"I TOLD you not to..."
"I couldn't HELP it, it was THERE, I HAD to look at it!" Heather tightened her hands around his. "I changed my mind. Let's not do this and say we did."
Kaito Kuroba heaved a sigh, shrugging his shoulders to adjust the position of the graceful, white-winged contraption on his back. They had made it to the edge of the Goldenrod Department Store's rooftop before Heather had started to get cold feet about their afternoon plans.
"You promised you'd help me test out my new glider," he reminded her, not entirely seriously, but still with a teasing edge. He had known Heather Mason for almost two years now and it seemed there were few things she backed down from. The prospect of gliding over the city on a pair of hand-built wings was apparently one of them. "Come on, we won't even be as high as that time we went up on my Charizard."
"That was different, your Charizard was alive and could think and change course if it was about to slam into a building or something! A hang-glider isn't!"
"But I'm controlling the hang-glider and I'm alive. And I can think."
"Yeah, well, I'm startin' to think you WEREN'T when you came up with THIS idea!" Heather shot back, still unable to peel her eyes away from the tiny antlike people moving around far below.
Kaito rolled his eyes.
"Awesome-san... would it help if you looked up at the sky instead of down at the ground?"
That stopped Heather in her tracks for a moment or so while it computed. "I-- ... yeah, I guess, but how the heck am I supposed to do THAT while I hang on?"
"Like this."
Not bothering to bite back a toothy grin, Kaito promptly stopped steadying his friend, opting instead to scoop her straight off her feet with his hands at her knees and back-- and then hopping straight off the building, the warm gusts of Goldenrod air catching the glider's wings and carrying them zipping between the tall buildings like the Wingulls that pinwheeled through the sky at the edges of town where civilization met sea.
Judging by the shriek of mingled surprise and outrage, there would be hell to pay later, but he figured the way she'd flung her arms around his neck to cling to him made it worth the consequences.