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drunkenpandaren) wrote2009-10-28 03:26 pm
drunkenpandaren) wrote2009-10-28 03:26 pm
NaNoWriMo
I'm thinking of doing this, or at least attempting to with my short attention span.
Non-fanfics but one or two notes might help.
What I really do need help with is deciding what to do.
A short teaser for these ideas just appeared and I jotted them down. NO IDEA where they came from. Any ideas?
She was perfect. Too perfect.
Damn androids.
But they always came for me. At least for aid anyhow. It’s my job and all, to help those in need.
But all the time, all I see are the androids.
How can I tell? Easily. They’re perfect in features, their moves and expressions placid.
This one walked up to me. She was small, almost child-like. I figured someone had a small girl fetish or something when they built her.
She stared up at me.
And then she made with the feet-punching.
Ow.
“I need you help,” she said in perfectly inflicted tones. British by the sound of it. Why people often programmed these women with British tones was beyond me. “I need your help, and I will stop punching your feet until you relent.”
“Ow. Okay.”
Who am I? I’m Detective. It’s my job, and my name.
Oh, and I’m also an android myself.
RESUME
The explosion was hot as usual, but it was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The heat seared the North Pole, and started a chain reaction.
People knew it was coming, a flood or an ice age. The world would be destroyed and it was our goddamn fault for causing this disruption in nature. The prophets were all out in arms. People were yelling and screaming. And that giant curtain ripped in half.
Wait, giant curtain?
Yeah, there was one of those when the explosion hit.
They called it a Chrono-Bomb. Initially thought too dangerous, it was a device that would for the lack of a better term, MUSH time together like it was something out of the era.
And here I am. My name’s Jacob. And I’m from Jerusalem. I just saw the Messiah crucified with my own two hands.
Well… this is going to look bad on my application to the Roman Senate.
Spear in hand, I ran, not knowing that the key to mankinds salvation was in my hands. My precious spear Longinus.
LONGINUS
Magic is real. It really is. And sometimes I wish it wasn’t.
Ever wonder why magicians exist? It’s because they believe it’s not impossible to do the possible. Well I’m a staunch realist and I keep getting reminded that it’s not impossible to do the impossible. That’s why I’m in this school; Magictech University. It’s a place where people of all ages manage to come, and learn about how things are run in the wide world.
I just happen to be one of those NORMAL kids with powers that I don’t understand. It’s a typical lot in life.
Now you’re probably thinking that I’m going to save the world or something. Far from it. In fact, I couldn’t wait to get off-world.
That’s right, I’m headed for space.
The name’s Kasumi. Kasumi Mizuno. And with a name like that, you can skip the clichés. My base magica is water, as with all of the Mizuno’s in the family. My mother was an aquapsyche, my grandmother was an aquapsyche, and the family going back generations was an aquapsyche.
God I hate being an aquapsyche. This is why I’m going on Spring Break to this little backwater planet everyone keeps reminding me that “Shit Happens” on it.
Seriously, with a name like Earth, I can’t imagine what kind of crap I could get into. It’s not like it’s the center of the universe or anything.
AQUARIUS
Non-fanfics but one or two notes might help.
What I really do need help with is deciding what to do.
A short teaser for these ideas just appeared and I jotted them down. NO IDEA where they came from. Any ideas?
She was perfect. Too perfect.
Damn androids.
But they always came for me. At least for aid anyhow. It’s my job and all, to help those in need.
But all the time, all I see are the androids.
How can I tell? Easily. They’re perfect in features, their moves and expressions placid.
This one walked up to me. She was small, almost child-like. I figured someone had a small girl fetish or something when they built her.
She stared up at me.
And then she made with the feet-punching.
Ow.
“I need you help,” she said in perfectly inflicted tones. British by the sound of it. Why people often programmed these women with British tones was beyond me. “I need your help, and I will stop punching your feet until you relent.”
“Ow. Okay.”
Who am I? I’m Detective. It’s my job, and my name.
Oh, and I’m also an android myself.
RESUME
The explosion was hot as usual, but it was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The heat seared the North Pole, and started a chain reaction.
People knew it was coming, a flood or an ice age. The world would be destroyed and it was our goddamn fault for causing this disruption in nature. The prophets were all out in arms. People were yelling and screaming. And that giant curtain ripped in half.
Wait, giant curtain?
Yeah, there was one of those when the explosion hit.
They called it a Chrono-Bomb. Initially thought too dangerous, it was a device that would for the lack of a better term, MUSH time together like it was something out of the era.
And here I am. My name’s Jacob. And I’m from Jerusalem. I just saw the Messiah crucified with my own two hands.
Well… this is going to look bad on my application to the Roman Senate.
Spear in hand, I ran, not knowing that the key to mankinds salvation was in my hands. My precious spear Longinus.
LONGINUS
Magic is real. It really is. And sometimes I wish it wasn’t.
Ever wonder why magicians exist? It’s because they believe it’s not impossible to do the possible. Well I’m a staunch realist and I keep getting reminded that it’s not impossible to do the impossible. That’s why I’m in this school; Magictech University. It’s a place where people of all ages manage to come, and learn about how things are run in the wide world.
I just happen to be one of those NORMAL kids with powers that I don’t understand. It’s a typical lot in life.
Now you’re probably thinking that I’m going to save the world or something. Far from it. In fact, I couldn’t wait to get off-world.
That’s right, I’m headed for space.
The name’s Kasumi. Kasumi Mizuno. And with a name like that, you can skip the clichés. My base magica is water, as with all of the Mizuno’s in the family. My mother was an aquapsyche, my grandmother was an aquapsyche, and the family going back generations was an aquapsyche.
God I hate being an aquapsyche. This is why I’m going on Spring Break to this little backwater planet everyone keeps reminding me that “Shit Happens” on it.
Seriously, with a name like Earth, I can’t imagine what kind of crap I could get into. It’s not like it’s the center of the universe or anything.
AQUARIUS
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