Colin.
I'm not much for the fateful, but it was certainly quite the moment.
And don't you ever stand for that sort of thing. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back! ... You got the right same as anyone to live and try to kill people.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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§ ita § - Oct 19, 2004 7:28:33 am PDT #7523 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Polter-Cow - Oct 19, 2004 7:32:23 am PDT #7524 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Farrell? Firth? ComaBoy from Everwood ?
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2004 7:33:47 am PDT #7525 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Pfah on those Colins. This one.
Nutty - Oct 19, 2004 7:41:45 am PDT #7526 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
The not-murderer. Not that ita's Colin particularly appreciates the homonymy.
I am surprised that so many of these fateful encounters are autobiographical -- it seems even moreso than other drabble topics. I cannot think of a single "fateful" encounter with a person that I recognized at the time, nor one I remember so clearly that I can describe it later.
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2004 7:44:24 am PDT #7527 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Not that ita's Colin particularly appreciates the homonymy.
No, it works for him. Keeps him familiar, without him having to go on Death Row.
I don't have that many (if any) fateful encounters. But I might not be in LA if I hadn't met him, so I can keep that one.
Every time I try and make up a fictional one, it seems overdone.
Lee - Oct 19, 2004 7:47:22 am PDT #7528 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
One of mine was actually largely fictional. I took a feeling from one situation and spun it into another situation.
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2004 7:48:02 am PDT #7529 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
One of mine was actually largely fictional.
The WorldCrossing one, right?
Lee - Oct 19, 2004 7:49:09 am PDT #7530 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yep. Never heard of the place.
Connie Neil - Oct 19, 2004 7:49:31 am PDT #7531 of 10001
brillig
Anthony Jansen van Salee & Grietje Reiniers
He was young to have such wealth. He said he was Dutch, but he spoke with a Moorish accent. Son of a pirate, they whispered. Murat Reis, the Sultan's favorite, sending his son to the New World with pirate booty for a new life.
They said she'd lost her tavern job for being too free with the guests. A young man, inexperienced, eager for the world. A woman on her own, familiar with men and their ways. She caught his eye--or he caught hers.
They married on the ship headed west, raised hell and a family, died wealthy and influential, to the dismay of their neighbors.
Liese S. - Oct 19, 2004 7:59:26 am PDT #7532 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
another love story
It's not a big island. They call it the Big Island, but everything's relative. It wasn't so big that she hadn't heard his name. It was big enough she'd never met him. She was Buddhist, after all, and her friends came home with tales of him from their Christian church camp.
Michigan was smaller, really. There were only a few of them, so they'd joined the group. Love blossomed on the snow-covered campus that hadn't found root in the tropical soil. He studied metallurgy and put koi in the fountain. She learned how to teach and was never going home.