Stolen from someone I don't even know:
I post the first lines to some of my stories and your mission, should you choose to accept, is to write drabbles or ficlets or, heck, haiku, whatever you like, using those first lines. You can change the names and fandom.
YOUR MISSION:
Impressionable, that was the word. He marked easily. Not by human standards, you could punch him, kick him, hit him with a baseball bat and nothing- well, the baseball bat might leave a few dents, but the thing was, it took a significant force to hurt XR- er, that seemed to contradict her earlier thought of impressionable but wait for it.
"My real name's not Zim, you know."
acid pouring pouring acid from the sky painful searing splatter all over -can't hurt me
The zebra looks incredibly bored.
“…Icarus’s wings promptly MELTED, and he plummeted to his DOOM! That’s how all flying dreams end! DOOM!”
1010101010000101010101010101010101010101010mood:  curious |