Misty Water Colored Memories
Oct. 9th, 2008 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.
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Date: 2008-10-10 04:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-11 03:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-10 05:12 am (UTC)“What an adorable Red Panda” you said to me.
Nodding my head in agreement, we both walked toward the panda, when suddenly, a large, grotesque, fanged, indigo, monster appeared from the showers and screamed at us “DO NOT TOUCH THE PANDA IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!”
Frightened, we scurried away, back toward the entrance of the locker room.
“Wait!” I said to you “Lily, we can’t leave that sweet little red panda there to die at the clutches of that evil monster!”
“What can we do? That monster would surely eat us if we try to fight it.”
“You’re right…but we have to try! DO you have ANY ideas???”
“I have one…but…. I don’t know…”
“Oh come on Lily! Tell me! It might work!”
“Alright we can…”
I remember smiling at your outrageous idea, and we set to work.
In 2 minutes time we somehow made a female version of the large, grotesque, fanged, indigo, monster…complete with ruby red lips and outrageous eyelashes…out of cardboard paper, a paper clip, and several specially placed pieces of cloth.
We quietly slipped back into the locker room holding up our creation.
And upon seeing the little red Panda actually IN the hands of the beast made us act quickly.
Speaking in the most monster-like voice you could you said to the monster, “Hello, sweet thing…. why don’t you put down that little panda your holding, and get your hands on 100% woman?”
Drooling and dribbling the monster relinquished his grasp on the small creature and scurried over to embrace our female cardboard creation.
Upon reaching the “girl monster”, we took out our guns and shot the mutha effer in the face.
Thus proving violence solves everything.
We then swooped up the adorable Red Panda, and headed home, leaving the large, grotesque, fanged, indigo, monster in a mass of blood and gore on the locker room floor at the YMCA.
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:40 am (UTC)Ooh! Maybe this'll get the creative juices flowing ^_^
Date: 2008-10-10 06:25 am (UTC)"What's wrong?" I asked, not able to conceal my curiosity.
You sigh and say, "I forgot my laundry detergent and my room is two floors up." You start to turn, but I stop you.
"Hey. You can use some of mine. I don't mind," I say.
"You sure?"
"Yeah, it's fine," I say as I hand you the bottle and go back to my own laundry.
"Hey, thanks." You hand me the detergent back. "I'm Lilyleia."
I smile and reply, "Challon" and shake your hand. "And anytime you forget your detergent, I live right down the hall. Just give me a holler! I don't mind."
"Haha! Thanks!"
---So apparently going from attempting fic to this turned this into a conversation instead of just a moment. :P But this was fun! :D
Re: Ooh! Maybe this'll get the creative juices flowing ^_^
Date: 2008-10-11 03:36 am (UTC)I still think of you everytime I smell tide.
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Date: 2008-10-10 02:54 pm (UTC)I haven't touched a drop of tequila since. Honest.
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Date: 2008-10-11 03:35 am (UTC)They'll never admit it!
Date: 2008-10-10 05:39 pm (UTC)They were SO ready to break - I just know they were! Then Jack escaped during his "bathroom break" (told you he was faking it!).Lucky they got too embarrassed about the breach in security to ever bring it up again.
I still hold that we FOUND Sky in that fluffy pink bathrobe!
Oh wait, was it supposed to be FICTIONAL?
Ooops, my bad!
Re: They'll never admit it!
Date: 2008-10-11 03:32 am (UTC)