Random inspiration
May. 25th, 2006 03:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
louiseluxIs anyone looking for inspiration? If so, I will put my ipod on shuffle and hand you the first three or four lines of the first song it plays, and then you write a story inspired by them, or a part of them. It can be of any length, fandom, filthy kink, etc.
ps, the management is not to be held responsible if you get Abba.
ps, the management is not to be held responsible if you get Abba.
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Date: 2006-05-25 02:56 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-05-25 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 03:27 pm (UTC)"Never been here -
How about you?"
You smile at my answer
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Date: 2006-05-25 03:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 03:36 pm (UTC)I saw my baby,
She was turning blue,
Oh, I knew that soon, her
Young life was through
(okay, you get four lines because otherwise that would make no sense *g*)
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Date: 2006-05-25 04:20 pm (UTC)I saw my baby,
She was turning blue,
Oh, I knew that soon, her
Young life was through
The girl twisted and arched against the cheap sheets, her hands opening and closing, her mouth gasping.
A man was entitled to a little R&R, especially after a hard day battling evil. Being surrounded by people who were convinced they were damned was depressing, and it felt good to blow off steam. As long as he didn't do it too often and didn't leave incriminating evidence, everything was fine. He was one of the good guys. That was what everyone had to remember.
The girl moaned and flung an arm out wildly, knocking the flimsy alarm clock off the bedside table to break on the floor. Not to worry, it had come free with the large size pack of cornflakes recently. He'd seen ones like it in the supermarket.
He had a tough life, always at the beck and call of those who felt criminals should be quietly hunted down rather than futilely pursued through the courts. He agreed - the law was, as that English book said, an ass. It wasn't the killing that got him down, it was the constant soul-searching, the constant whining. Kill the bastards and forget them, that was his motto.
The girl's eyes were locked on his, pleading for release. Come one, come on, he didn't want to get home too late, he had an early morning meeting.
Mixing business and pleasure was the problem. He knew that both were needed in life, that they couldn't be allowed get out of balance. Lots of people got the balance wrong - the boss, for example, seemed to think the world would end if he ever did something purely to please himself. The boss's friends were all nutcases - inappropriately hung-up on their sisters, or liking the killing in a way that was just sloppy, or getting off on strangling girls while fucking them.
Speaking of which.
The girl stopped drumming her heels, and gave a long rattling sigh, her eyes fluttering closed. Finally. He never could get it up while they were staring at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the condom. The thing to do, he thought idly as he positioned himself, was to work on more precision with his telekinesis. Leave enough students with finger-shaped bruises on their necks and the boss would think Kudou was up to his old tricks, and would tearfully, sorrowfully give the order to have him dealt with.
The thought of how much Mamoru would whine and agonise over it made him laugh almost too much to come.
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Date: 2006-05-25 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-26 09:37 pm (UTC)Nagi thinks he's the normal one, really. Fucking someone while you're strangling them - that's a bit off. Fucking them afterwards, well, that hardly counts.
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Date: 2006-05-25 03:45 pm (UTC)*waves hand about*
*stuffs the list of prompts and such she already has to write aside - needs something new and random to get juices flowing after the hiatus*
I'll take one! =^.^=
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Date: 2006-05-25 03:59 pm (UTC)I'm full of regret
For all things that I've done and said
And I don't know if it'll ever be ok to show
My face 'round here
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Date: 2006-05-25 04:37 pm (UTC)So shuffle please. It's a great idea!
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Date: 2006-05-25 07:00 pm (UTC)My life is changing in so many ways
I don't know who to trust anymore
There's a shadow running through my days
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Date: 2006-05-25 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 07:02 pm (UTC)Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, Im certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
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Date: 2006-05-25 11:53 pm (UTC)*studies the prompt thoughtfully*
This says amnesia to me. Or maybe Dead Zone. ...Hmmm. Both?
And, hey, do you want a prompt in return? My media player lies at your disposal.
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Date: 2006-05-26 12:52 am (UTC)If you like I can upload the song it for you to listen to?
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Date: 2006-05-26 08:46 am (UTC)And you got a good prompt, I think. I'm going to offer you two versions of it. The traditional (as in, the tradition you just inaugurated yesterday) first-three-lines prompt:
Something ugly this way comes
Through my fingers sliding inside
All these blessings all these burns
If you can't work with this one, I offer you the three lines that come right after that, because you might do better with these:
I'm godless underneath your cover
Search for pleasure search for pain
In this world now I am undying
The complete song is Black Black Heart, by David Usher, and if you don't have it, I will gladly upload it.
*settles back and waits for a story to appearr*
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Date: 2006-05-25 08:45 pm (UTC)But only if you include a filthy kink to go with it. *g*
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Date: 2006-05-25 09:29 pm (UTC)When you're walkin' down the street
And a man tries to get your business
And the people that you meet
Want to open you up like Christmas
Ummm, how about some filthy crossdressing?
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Date: 2006-05-25 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 10:04 pm (UTC)This is the number one song in heaven
Why are you hearing it now, you ask
Maybe you're closer to here than you imagine
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Date: 2006-07-15 03:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-26 12:39 am (UTC)*likes Abba!*
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Date: 2006-05-26 12:57 am (UTC)Little triggers that you pull with your tongue
Little triggers, I don't wanna be hung up, strung up
When you don't call up
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:55 am (UTC)Thank you! That was a lot of fun!