The Song Drabble Meme

[whistlesatengineers]

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>

Comments

#37 /placeholder

[terminatenomore.livejournal.com]

From a Shell - Lisa Germano

Goddammit, why do they get the sad one?

[cuttlefishcull.livejournal.com]

London Calling - The Clash (VAGUELY IRONIC?)

Zombie called it the rift and always raised his brow just a little when Feferi laughed a bit at that. She knew a thing or two about rift's, her 'extended family' of sorts made a comfortable home in one, and Zombie always had this way of hitting the nail on head. Hammerhead- shucks, she knew there was a good pun in there somewhere. There current predicament was kind of distracting.

See the thing about rifts was all sorts of creeping, crawling and generally fanged things lived in them, and some of those creeping crawling things had flooded the station. Actually they were more rotting than creeping, and more trudging than crawling. Zombie didn't seem to find it too funny.

"If someone tries to shoot me in the head one more-" He stopped only when Feferi hefted her 2x3dent into the head of one of the dead menaces right behind Zombie. "Thanks."

"No problem goofball!" Feferi answered cheerfully as she pulled her weapon (and some of the creature's brain) out of the fallen monster's head. "What were you saying?"

"Yes, it was reasonable the first handful of times." He continued, gunning down a handful of encroaching zombies.

"Well you are kind of green around the gills." Feferi answered sympathetically, cutting the head clean off one of the creatures near her.

"Admittedly. Still, duck-" And she did, letting him shoot another of his apparent brethren full of holes. "Still, I believe I may need to address this later."

"How will-" Feferi paused, doing a fairly impressive flip to avoid a zombie before slaying it. She ruined the moment by grinning fin protrusion to fin protrusion as she turned to Zombie.

"Hey, did you see? I totally kicked his tail fin, oh wow! That's 13! I'm so going to win!" She said in an excited, sing song voice. Zombie simply shook his head, gunning down the remaining group and turning to her with a small grin.

"39." He stated, making her pout.

"That is cheating!" She accused, wagging a finger at him. It didn't take long for her to grin again, hurrying passed him and turning, waving her arms.

"Come on seaslug, there's more over here! I can still beat your bass! Hurry!" She turned and hurried away, Zombie following after her with the gun he had picked up slung over his shoulder, an apathetic sort of bemusement on his face.


[SORRY I DO NOT KNOW HIS CANON AT ALL I PROBABLY MESSED HIM UP SO BAD 8| ]

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

iyaaaaaan this is amazing AND THE ENDING WITH THE EXCHANGE BETWEEN EVERYONE oh man kilo. perfect

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

You'd have to be insane to bet any other way

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

HE IS PRETTY MUCH THE DEADPAN SNARKER GUY IN HIS CANON, SO ACTUALLY THIS ISNT TOO FAR OFF :3

Re: pfffft awesomeness!

[teal-deer.livejournal.com]

THEY BE BROS

[machine-god.livejournal.com]

hey have like three albums worth of his stuff (http://www.mediafire.com/?w4axdh86ego7m)

:3

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

Jun, Jorge, and Emile. 77

Re: #37 /placeholder

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

because they're normally all sunshine and flowers amirite~

It's a nice song though.:)

[alaspooryork]

Kat, Emile, and Carter

42

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Aw, shit is so on before I hop in the car.

Characters:
Shepard || (cmdr_renegade )
Dug || (dug_the_dog )
Kaylee || (cupcake_dress )
Number of Tracks: 143

Tracks are random selection of my most listened to and are quite possibly all completely unrelated, but that just makes it fun, right? Like Russian Roulette.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Dug and Shadow! #6 :D

[blacktwo.livejournal.com]

Terminator, Legion y Shepard. 33

Two awkwarding around Kaylee. 52

[whistlesatengineers]

Dug and Toothless, 100

Kaylee and Rookie, 27

[terminatenomore.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE MY NEW BEST FRIEND

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

Preparing - Birthday (Album Edit) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bmwnp1zjNOo) (Batman Begins)

She met him in Garden Zone 10, a desert on the far side of Sacrosanct. The teleporters meant that every zone was easily accessible, but even so, the majority of the station's residents tended to stick close to Zone 00 and the Junkyard, keeping an eye on the new arrivals, or maybe just hoping - however irrationally - that the site of their arrival on the station might someday provide a way back home.

Here, it was quiet, no sound but that of the desert hawks screeching, the background noises of the station somehow muffled and obscured as soon as she got out of sight of the teleporter. There was no wind, and Sarah wondered if that was by chance, if Hypatia created winds and tides as well as sand and sea, or if it was always like this, still and lifeless and somehow unreal.

The Terminator was waiting, still and eternally patient, standing on the crest of a ridge and watching a hawk circling high overhead with focused, inhuman attention. He turned as she lost her footing in the sand, holding out a hand to prevent her sliding all the way down the slope. She grasped it and pulled herself up, and they stood together, looking over the vast expanse of sand below.

"You brought them?" She didn't need to ask, except to break the silence; of course he had brought them. Of course he'd come prepared.

"Yes." He turned to face her, not breaking eye contact as he lifted the heavy black bag from the sand behind him and opened it for her inspection. She looked inside, eyes darting over the contents before she slowly reached in and pulled out one of the bright tubes.

"Good," she said softly, turning it over in her hands. " - He would have liked this."

The Terminator said nothing, just reached out, his fingers closing gently over hers around the cylinder.

There was no wind here, and so the smoke remained after the fireworks had long since burned themselves out, ghostly echoes hanging motionless in the too-quiet sky. Sarah sat with her arms wrapped around her knees, head tilted back to stare into the darkness.

"Happy birthday, John," she said quietly. "I'll get back to you someday. I promise."

The Terminator said nothing, just reached out and settled a heavy hand on her shoulder.

Sarah leaned back against him, and let the tears fall.

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

It's not the same without a gun.

And in quite probably related news:

Sarah and Shepard.:D #87.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Shepard and Either, # 42

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Gams and A

Parker and Kaylee 31 :D

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Soldier and Shepard #1 bb :D

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Soundwave and Dug #5
Thane and whoever strikes your fancy # 30

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Sollux, Feferi, and Shepard #1

C'mooooon.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Terminator, Legion, and Shepard. Track 33: The A-Team Suite (2009) Alan Silvestri.

I don't even know who is who, but T has extensive files on Shepard. Extensive.



"My primary function is deception," Bob argued in casual monotone. Any inflection of panic Shepard might have gleaned was purely imagined and absolutely accurate.

"Which is exactly why you're the face," Shepard responded dryly around the tube of omnigel clutched in her teeth.

"Shepard-commander," Legion interrupted with a low metallic croak.

"Legion, if you look away I'll electrocute us all, keep the light here," Shepard ordered sharply and Legion complied, though the light shifted as his expression did. "What?"

"Given prior evidence, the T-800 unit's objection is logical," Legion added and Shepard twisted as the cables sparked and the engine before her roared to life. She didn't bother to remove the tube of omnigel clutched in her teeth, despite it being unnecessary.

"If you're so concerned, have some liquid courage," Shepard griped as she rose and pulled a well concealed flask from her hip. She tossed it and Bob caught it mechanically. He stared at the flask and then her, his expression unmoved.

"Alcohol will not alter the situation. My primary function on this mission is deception," Bob argued flatly and Legion croaked in agreement.

"Yes, and that's why you're coming with me," Shepard answered him and folded her arms across her chest.

"Statistical data indicates that the likelihood of damage to my organic exterior is 83.45%, thus rendering me incapable of my primary function--"

"Right," Shepard answered with a derisive nod and motioned to Legion. Legion hesitated and then got into the shuttle. Shepard followed and sat down in the pilot seat. If Shepard caught the grimace the Terminator (and Legion) made, she barely noticed.

[puppetfetishist.livejournal.com]

/SALUTE

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Dug and Toothless, 100 - Bad Horse Chorus, Dr. Horrible.

Once again, I don't even:


So it had seemed like a really great idea at the time. Given who had suggested that really great idea, though, it wasn't surprising that it was, in fact, a very terrible idea.

At first, Joe had seemed amused.

Then Joe had kicked them out and instructed them to share with others.

This also seemed like a really great idea.

The grey people who were not humans did not enjoy it any more than Joe. They were very loud. The space-squirrel ran away. The big metal people who liked to pet them put them outside and closed the door. They locked it.

The robots did not run. They didn't do much of anything, in fact. Clearly they enjoyed it.

Dug sang off key, mimicking the people he had seen on the screen, and Toothless joined in. An unholy sound of screeching and roaring like nails on a chalkboard, timed to barking howls, erupted across the garden zone. The robots stared at them in silence and they decided they had done a good job announcing the strange messages over the network.

Now they needed to find a bad horse.

Unfortunately neither of them knew what a horse was.