Seeing the two very excellent drabbles posted after mine, prompts me to ask an etiquette question, of sorts. Is it okay to post silly, meaningless stuff like I did? This isn't an "I wanna play too" sort of thing, but rather an "Am I stepping in the guacamole" thing, to borrow a concept (Allyson, I think?) brought up awhile back elsewhere. Everyone posts such wonderful, personal stuff and then I let loose once in a blue moon with crap about kids playing D&D and it feels a little flippant or even callous in comparison. I mean, I know others have posted some "silly" stuff from time to time, but they mix it up with the poignant as well.
This is so nice. Having everyone together for my birthday. Of course, you could smash in all my toes with a hammer and it will still be the bestest Buffy Birthday Bash in a big long while.
Buffy ,'Potential'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Kalshane - Jul 11, 2006 10:54:44 am PDT #7799 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
Amy - Jul 11, 2006 10:56:07 am PDT #7800 of 10001
Because books.
Kalshane, absolutely you can post whatever kind of drabble you'd like. I liked yours, too -- the switch to D&D made me laugh.
No rules, just writing.
Pix - Jul 11, 2006 10:57:42 am PDT #7801 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
What AmyLiz said, Kalshane. No worries. (You should see some of the "blue" drabbles we did awhile back--there were some very silly ones, IIRC.)
Amy - Jul 11, 2006 11:05:07 am PDT #7802 of 10001
Because books.
Escape
This week, he’s grounded. His life is a no-fly zone, wings clipped, engine stalled – “Pick a metaphor, Mom, I got it.”
It’s not fair, because it’s summer. So he missed curfew. Big deal. It’s not like he wasn’t going to come home eventually.
But he dreams of that. He’s almost fifteen – he could do it. A room somewhere, his skateboard, his iPod, maybe a job at Mickey D’s for cash. No school. No way. That’s grounding all week long, nine months of the year.
He’s got nowhere to go. So he crawls back into bed. Sleep is an escape, too.
Kalshane - Jul 11, 2006 11:10:13 am PDT #7803 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
Okay, cool. Just wanted to make sure I wasn't stepping on any toes. I know that others have posted funny stuff before, but they have also developed "cred" with serious posts as well. I felt a bit like the guy at a coffee house I used to frequent in my younger days who would get up to the mic every week and yell "Bitch, I want my records back!" and then sit back down.
Pix - Jul 11, 2006 11:11:40 am PDT #7804 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I felt a bit like the guy at a coffee house I used to frequent in my younger days who would get up to the mic every week and yell "Bitch, I want my records back!" and then sit back down.
Bwah!
deborah grabien - Jul 11, 2006 11:20:58 am PDT #7805 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Not only is it all about writing, I'd say the lighter stuff is a needed counterbalance to some of the heavier stuff.
"Pick a metaphor, Mom...." Oh, dear.
erikaj - Jul 11, 2006 11:22:21 am PDT #7806 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Well, some of mine have been fanfic in the past. Don't worry about it. I'm just thinking of escape a lot right now.
victor infante - Jul 11, 2006 11:30:40 am PDT #7807 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
felt a bit like the guy at a coffee house I used to frequent in my younger days who would get up to the mic every week and yell "Bitch, I want my records back!" and then sit back down.
Stop writing about me!
looks around nervously
Never mind.
But it's not been the same since she took my Tina Turner "Private Dancer."
Connie Neil - Jul 11, 2006 1:59:33 pm PDT #7808 of 10001
brillig
Kalshane, I read your drabble and thought, "God damn, I miss D&D." Hubby's roped me into his miniature battles gaming, but nothing beats the visceral rush of rolling that natural 20 that means your back-against-the-wall sorta-hero just single-handedly saved the world.
Where's my character sheets? Where's my dice? Hell, where's my DM shield, I miss the joy of half a dozen grown-ups staring at me in dread while I rattle a handful of dice that will decide their fates.
Maybe I should become a dominatrix, or something. I seem to enjoy playing with people.