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the song drabble meme

It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!

( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!

Take as long as you need; there's no time limits here!
And here's some helpful HTML to make it pretty!

<b>Characters:</b> -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) <b>Number of Tracks:</b>

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Anon and Nemvoy, 21

[recompiling]

"Paint it Black" Vanessa Carlton


Anon’s flicked back and forth through his circuit color schemes several times now. Once he figured it out, it became easy. Blue, white, blue, white. Blue’s for most Basics, white… for those better.

He hasn’t felt like either of those in a while. But even if he figured out how to switch between the two schemes, he can’t figure out how to change it to what he wants. Either way, they were both too bright, now. He’d had to escape the apartment since that whole ‘refusal to give up his disc’ thing and his kicking up a row about how nobody had noticed he was off since Zone 7. How could they not?! Two of them knew his coding, if not in entirety than in pieces, and he shared coding with a few of the other programs. Someone should have known.

But they hadn’t. So he’d packed up and left. Which would be easier, if he didn’t blaze bright white all the time. His own status was a curse.

So he’d been following Convoy like a stubborn dog the last few days. The little program can be hard to shake when he tries.

Finally, Convoy rounded on him, seeming markedly unimpressed with Anon. He can deal. Anon slipped down the hood on the cloak he was wearing, pulled his disc off of his back, thrust it at the car plaintively. “Help me. Want colors like yours.”

Re: Anon and Nemvoy, 21

[knight4darkness.livejournal.com]

I...can't help but giggle at this cover oh god I am terrible


AND ANON ;A; nemvoy would just...stare and wonder if he should go find some paint...

Re: Anon and Nemvoy, 21

[recompiling]

No, no you're not. Perky angsty song, what

That would probably be best, Nemvoy. You are the only one he can come to with his crazy paranoid problem, just humor him.