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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 22:34:39 GMT -5
Rules:
Basically, everyone writes a sentence to a paragraph, but it has to make sense.
It can be as crack-tastic, serious, (or dirty as the mods will allow:p) as long as its nice and short but contributes to a story.
It can be from anyone's perspective, even if it doesn't correlate with the one above - this is just for fun.
Let's see what we end up with...
Yawning into the early morning breeze, Fuji almost tripped over something that had somehow found its way under his feet - almost because he was a tensai. Just in time, Fuji executed a little skip over the offending object and then bent to retrieve it. Surprised, his eyes widened in anticipation. It was almost as if Inui's notebook had 'wanted' to be found...
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Post by tessa on Dec 2, 2007 22:45:22 GMT -5
Miles away, a kitten cried and went to heaven.
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Post by melichan on Dec 2, 2007 22:47:51 GMT -5
Not to far from that, Oshitari Yuushi was rollerblading through the park looking for his glasses.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 22:52:56 GMT -5
With a wince, he noticed a fatalistic 'crunch' that made his blood run cold.
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Post by melichan on Dec 2, 2007 22:59:06 GMT -5
Before him was a sleeping Jirou that was munching on his glasses while he slept.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 23:01:40 GMT -5
"No, kitty... Don't... go..." mumbled a sleeping Jirou, all the while chewing Oshitari's glasses into mulch.
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Post by melichan on Dec 2, 2007 23:03:39 GMT -5
Oshitari sighed and knelt down beside Jirou and attempted to pull his glasses away from him.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 23:05:45 GMT -5
Jirou reahced out to grab the 'kitten' and pulled Oshitari down on top of him, almost crushing the tensai in his loving embrace.
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Post by melichan on Dec 2, 2007 23:30:28 GMT -5
Oshitari tried to get Jirou to wake up but was unsucessful and than all of a sudden, his phone rings.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 23:42:37 GMT -5
He couldn't answer properly because his arms were trapped, but somehow the buttons were mashed between his and Jirou's bodies, both answering the phone and switching it to speaker.
"Oshitari, how dare you leave Ore-sama waiting," snapped a familiar voice.
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Post by tessa on Dec 2, 2007 23:45:51 GMT -5
It was Gakuto, doing his Atobe impression.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 2, 2007 23:47:24 GMT -5
And not very well.
"Shut up, Mukahi. I'm not-"
"Purrr, kitty, purrrr," breathed Jirou, causing a drop of sweat to trickle down Oshitari's temple.
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Post by melichan on Dec 2, 2007 23:52:59 GMT -5
"Awe, but Yuushi!! Where are you? You said you were going to meet me at the street courts but your not here!" Gakuto whined while sitting on the bleacers.
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Post by tessa on Dec 3, 2007 0:01:41 GMT -5
It was getting rather chilly up there too. Fish-net stockings probably weren't the best choice of clothing. But Yuushi had requested it.
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Post by krystalepyon on Dec 3, 2007 0:04:24 GMT -5
"I'm coming, but-"
"Me, too," Jirou murmured.
Oops. That was not what Gakuto needed to hear.
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