Drabble tree!
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I played with this over at
fakenews_fanfic, and I thought it might be fun to try over here. Here's how it works - I post a drabble, and anyone who wants to participate replies to this post with another drabble containing one of the sentences or phrases from the original drabble. The subject line should be the words you took. The next person should continue the trend, stealing a sentence or phrase and beginning their own.
Any particular drabble can be drawn from as many times as you want. If you don't feel like posting 100 words exactly, that's OK. Near-drabbles of approximately 100 words are fine too. It's about having fun, not exact definitions. ;)
General disclaimer: The writers herein are just having fun, making no claims of ownership, and earning no money.
It was far too late, and they were far too drunk, which was why they had even ventured near this subject. "Yer not serious," Lister spluttered, beer spilling from the can he was waving. "You've never even had proper sex!"
Rimmer shrugged. "I have, once. Overrated, if you ask me."
"Then it wasn't proper sex," Lister concluded. "Proper sex should make ya see stars. Make the Earth move."
"Are you saying," Rimmer asked, dryly, "that I haven't met the right person yet?"
Lister looked into his eyes just a little too long. "Whatever, man," he mumbled.
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Any particular drabble can be drawn from as many times as you want. If you don't feel like posting 100 words exactly, that's OK. Near-drabbles of approximately 100 words are fine too. It's about having fun, not exact definitions. ;)
General disclaimer: The writers herein are just having fun, making no claims of ownership, and earning no money.
It was far too late, and they were far too drunk, which was why they had even ventured near this subject. "Yer not serious," Lister spluttered, beer spilling from the can he was waving. "You've never even had proper sex!"
Rimmer shrugged. "I have, once. Overrated, if you ask me."
"Then it wasn't proper sex," Lister concluded. "Proper sex should make ya see stars. Make the Earth move."
"Are you saying," Rimmer asked, dryly, "that I haven't met the right person yet?"
Lister looked into his eyes just a little too long. "Whatever, man," he mumbled.
“The way you harp on about it..."
Date: 2008-01-28 07:28 pm (UTC)"That's where yer wrong, Rimmer. It's fan-smegging-tastic. It's the most beautiful thing mankind has ever experienced. If anyone else had just felt what you did..."
"They would commit suicide. With an olive fork."
Lister snorted. "You don't want to admit that deep down, you really liked it. Let me show you one more time..."
Rimmer jumped atop Lister, grabbing the other man's arms. "For the hundredth smegging time, no!"
Lister wiggled, trying to reclaim his guitar. "Geroff! Just one more song!"
"It's the most beautiful thing mankind has ever experienced."
Date: 2008-01-28 08:00 pm (UTC)Lister watched the performers, his forehead contracting more and more, pushing the concept of 'frowning' to its very limits. "Right," he said, slowly.
"Well, what do you think?" Lister looked up into those ridiculously eager eyes, and sighed. "And I want the truth! Just because you're sleeping with me doesn't mean I want you to agree with me."
"Arn..." Lister smiled, "If I tell you what I really think about Morris dancing, you won't be sleeping with me for very much longer."