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It's wonderful to have friends...
I was contemplating whether joining Mini_nanowrimo would be a good idea, you know, in a good-habit-cultivating-way. To be poked, to write. And stuff. And then ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sparklebutch helpfully poked, and holde_maid said "Fire", and Cali wrote a handful of words and felt better.
Which I'm posting before I get to feel silly...and forget to cultivate good habits. Maybe I could do 100 words a day *muses*.
105 words of random Highlander (like you couldn't guess:)):
He was tired, cold and feeling grumpy. The rain was split-splattering down, and the damp seemed to creep into every nook and cranny. The wind howled in the darkness.
A dark outline with a raised sword silhouetted against the background of dimly-lit alleyway was just an added annoyance.
That was certainly NOT a good time for a challenge. Those youngsters, they called it the Game, and still wanted to play in such conditions? Dumb gits.
Definitely a smart move to call for a time out. After all, he had a dinner, a book and a fire waiting. "Pause Game," he thought, and squeezed the trigger.
sparklebutch helpfully poked, and holde_maid said "Fire", and Cali wrote a handful of words and felt better. Which I'm posting before I get to feel silly...and forget to cultivate good habits. Maybe I could do 100 words a day *muses*.
105 words of random Highlander (like you couldn't guess:)):
He was tired, cold and feeling grumpy. The rain was split-splattering down, and the damp seemed to creep into every nook and cranny. The wind howled in the darkness.
A dark outline with a raised sword silhouetted against the background of dimly-lit alleyway was just an added annoyance.
That was certainly NOT a good time for a challenge. Those youngsters, they called it the Game, and still wanted to play in such conditions? Dumb gits.
Definitely a smart move to call for a time out. After all, he had a dinner, a book and a fire waiting. "Pause Game," he thought, and squeezed the trigger.
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I love it! Hah! [snickering]
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Yeah, unfortunately they do get up again...
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For some reason I'm really, REALLY loving this.
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*is glad*
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Indeed. Heee. *g*
So, there will be more of this? *hopeful*
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Good capturing of the tediousness and conflict of immortal existence in few words. Good work.
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In my mind, yes, it was Methosspeak, but then of course it can be anyone. I do doubt whether Duncan'd do it...though, maybe, being exposed to Methos' healthy influence for, lets say, a couple of centuries...
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*grin*
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Thank you *g*. The thing with kids...when you were one, did you listen what you were told? Nah, we usually want to do our own mistakes. Of course, I'd like to believe that even as kids we'd never been so stupid as to mess with Methos, or at least never mess twice with someone who looks like butter won't melt in his mouth and then whips out a .44 without a change of expression...but then, I also believe that HL fanbase is made up of exceptionally smart people *gg*.
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Thanks :)
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