The Bonsai Story Generator experiment
Oct. 26th, 2005 10:34 pmI made this story using the The Bonsai Story Generator: put in four chunks of 1000 words (Saiyuki fic in this case), then 'prune delicately at the words to create a story', as the instructions have it. It's incredibly absorbing, like a puzzle. The result is fairly creepy and if anyone would like to have a stab at guessing what's happening, feel free.
'You don't want this.'
His perfect white teeth. They moved, slow slick motion, until Sanzo thought, pervert. Sanzo didn't acknowledge them; they look amazing, unique, laughing and smiling at him, different somehow. He didn't want inside this, the skin of him moving again. Sanzo could see his perfect white knuckles.
Freedom. I don't name it-- claws for a few moments longer. Goku began.
'Gojyo,' Hakkai said, turning his head so his hands whispered. It sounded like a woman.
Gojyo braced himself: 'You're only a glint of corpses, made of copper.'
'All right.'
He was sitting back and gleaming, his skin pretending.
'One part cornstarch to make a Look. But it was.... ' He sighed. He didn't want to, kissing him, opened, his first time. He didn't answer. 'I'm glad of the quiet.'
Sanzo said nothing.
He sat down and Goku didn't jump, laid a flat stare, crushed.
'I don't know,' he said, 'I didn't mean you're unique. Not like anyone ever again.'
'Just watch, Sanzo', Hakkai said. 'Make sounds come.'
Still, his arms were curled, oblivious, curled up on Sanzo's lap, so that Sanzo didn't let go. Shafts, demon king turned into black smoke and ashes, press into heat then back down, naked against him. Sanzo had gone very still.
'Goku,' he hissed.
Goku, surprised, wonderful, not his gold light, burnished and kissed, slowly.
'Ah, this time. '
'Okay.'
Empty and closer, but smaller somehow. They wanted Sanzo. He hated staying-- he managed some control before Goku squinted up.
'Don't.'
'Yes', he said, and flicked, his face softened. 'It would be useful.'
As formal as a suitor. Goku smiled at him, calming him, then Goku was falling, bowed. A pretty good guess, this is all new.
'It's what can't go wrong. They'll fall at me as if I'd hit-- '
He stroked it, trying to make sounds come from just holding on, shoving it. It wasn't working. Sanzo went red. He looked different now, head was still bent over the stain. Gojyo knew better. He shut his hands, frowning.
'Does that really work?' It wasn't exactly cool, slow and unsteady, warm. He didn't believe it. They don't wanna hear him say things, like spoken. 'Goku,' he said, finally, 'stop looking. Help me.'
Goku began. He didn't want to. He was right too, but fingers inside his mouth, convulsing, listened to the jugular. Sanzo couldn't think so tomorrow. Yesterday.
'I was blinded and powerful in many ways,' Hakkai said. 'And I'll beat your head.'
After him, moving again, pulling his hands, Gojyo turned close, defeated. Goku wondered if anyone had failed.
'You don't want this.'
His perfect white teeth. They moved, slow slick motion, until Sanzo thought, pervert. Sanzo didn't acknowledge them; they look amazing, unique, laughing and smiling at him, different somehow. He didn't want inside this, the skin of him moving again. Sanzo could see his perfect white knuckles.
Freedom. I don't name it-- claws for a few moments longer. Goku began.
'Gojyo,' Hakkai said, turning his head so his hands whispered. It sounded like a woman.
Gojyo braced himself: 'You're only a glint of corpses, made of copper.'
'All right.'
He was sitting back and gleaming, his skin pretending.
'One part cornstarch to make a Look. But it was.... ' He sighed. He didn't want to, kissing him, opened, his first time. He didn't answer. 'I'm glad of the quiet.'
Sanzo said nothing.
He sat down and Goku didn't jump, laid a flat stare, crushed.
'I don't know,' he said, 'I didn't mean you're unique. Not like anyone ever again.'
'Just watch, Sanzo', Hakkai said. 'Make sounds come.'
Still, his arms were curled, oblivious, curled up on Sanzo's lap, so that Sanzo didn't let go. Shafts, demon king turned into black smoke and ashes, press into heat then back down, naked against him. Sanzo had gone very still.
'Goku,' he hissed.
Goku, surprised, wonderful, not his gold light, burnished and kissed, slowly.
'Ah, this time. '
'Okay.'
Empty and closer, but smaller somehow. They wanted Sanzo. He hated staying-- he managed some control before Goku squinted up.
'Don't.'
'Yes', he said, and flicked, his face softened. 'It would be useful.'
As formal as a suitor. Goku smiled at him, calming him, then Goku was falling, bowed. A pretty good guess, this is all new.
'It's what can't go wrong. They'll fall at me as if I'd hit-- '
He stroked it, trying to make sounds come from just holding on, shoving it. It wasn't working. Sanzo went red. He looked different now, head was still bent over the stain. Gojyo knew better. He shut his hands, frowning.
'Does that really work?' It wasn't exactly cool, slow and unsteady, warm. He didn't believe it. They don't wanna hear him say things, like spoken. 'Goku,' he said, finally, 'stop looking. Help me.'
Goku began. He didn't want to. He was right too, but fingers inside his mouth, convulsing, listened to the jugular. Sanzo couldn't think so tomorrow. Yesterday.
'I was blinded and powerful in many ways,' Hakkai said. 'And I'll beat your head.'
After him, moving again, pulling his hands, Gojyo turned close, defeated. Goku wondered if anyone had failed.
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Date: 2005-10-27 04:43 am (UTC)I ran my passages through, and now I have to 'prune' the results. It's mostly incoherent, but I like the first line it put out: Gojyo had been washed away so completely. *ponders this*
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Date: 2005-10-27 09:06 am (UTC)*giggledeath* oh wow. this is so very cool.
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Date: 2005-10-27 09:19 am (UTC)that cock, hard slippery bumpy and knotted, dug strangely deep into him
But the prize goes to
Sanzo threatened people with that throbbing bump
Go Sanzo!
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Date: 2005-10-27 09:24 am (UTC)also, owww! Keep that bumpy thing to yourself Sanzo.
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