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singularityderp2010-12-01 11:59 pm
whistlesatengineers) wrote in singularityderp2010-12-01 11:59 pm
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The Song Drabble Meme
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.
( 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!
no subject
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.