No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?

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Laga - Jun 02, 2008 10:37:31 am PDT #206 of 6706
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

thanks, Sail. I decided to click on picture #6 sight unseen and write the first thing that popped in my head. If you knew me, you wouldn't be surprised it was hoyay... actually now that I think about it my first thought was of kids who are embarassed by their Dad. The hoyay crept in after I started typing.


Wolfram - Jun 02, 2008 11:17:44 am PDT #207 of 6706
Visilurking

Last one for today. Photo Ten.

Return

I was downright terrified. And Emily - well obviously this was when she was still talking to me, a million years before the Milwaukee incident but that's another story - so Emily clutched my hand and told me not to be scared, and that she was gonna look after me forever.

Funny how I remember little details. It was damn sunny, and behind me that weird girl Polly was singing made-up stuff like always - Polly died in a fire the following year, poor girl - and suddenly, he was there. And he was crying.

Emily, always the braver one, spoke first. “Dad?”


Laga - Jun 02, 2008 11:26:08 am PDT #208 of 6706
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

you're making my allergies act up, Wolfram.


SailAweigh - Jun 02, 2008 5:29:06 pm PDT #209 of 6706
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Photo two.

Home Improvement

She perused the book carefully. This one looked strong. Heavily muscled legs, good if the horse pulled a tendon and couldn't be hitched to the plow. Good strong arms, he would wield a powerful axe. No fear of running short of firewood. From Aberdeen, a Scot? Thrift would be required if the annual payment on the farm was to be made in time. The face, though comely, didn't tell her much. Would he be a kind father to her children? Would she have to wear long sleeves, again, even in the summer?

There were more pictures. She turned the page.


Laga - Jun 03, 2008 7:29:25 am PDT #210 of 6706
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Ooh I like it, Sail.


Wolfram - Jun 03, 2008 9:25:31 am PDT #211 of 6706
Visilurking

Me too. Nice one, Sail.


Wolfram - Jun 05, 2008 10:50:54 am PDT #212 of 6706
Visilurking

Picture three.

Rehearsal

“You don’t look sick.”

“I said, I am disease. Well, my real name is Pesti...”

“Are you contagious?”

“I’m the manifestation, not the condition. Why did I bring you again?”

“They’re my horses.”

“Right. It was my turn to bring the stand-ins.”

“Also, my sister told you to.”

“Speaking of...don’t tell the guys I’m married. I kinda forgot to invite them. What? We only do this every other decade. I don’t even know Death’s current host, much less his address.”

“Does my sister know?”

“Doubtful. She’s never met him.”

“That you’re diseased.”

“I’m not diseased, I’m...just forget it.”


-t - Jun 05, 2008 12:28:35 pm PDT #213 of 6706
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Heh. Very cute.


SailAweigh - Jun 05, 2008 12:43:45 pm PDT #214 of 6706
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Heh, that's a good one, Wolfram. My mind is staying so very much in the plebian with these pictures, I'm having a hard time coming up with anything.


Wolfram - Jun 05, 2008 12:51:05 pm PDT #215 of 6706
Visilurking

Because of the angle of the picture, I was staring at the horses trying to count them. Once I figured out there were four, this just kind of popped into my head.