5 Found Things Meme
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lurkerwithoutOk, have finished up the first three responses to the 5 Found Things Meme. Yeah, I'm kind of slow about these...
First fromfurikku
1. These are very secret days / I collect my information, and I stow it all away
2. No Language But a Cry
3. eggshell white
4. joy
5. vulture
I capture the moment from three angles. An ATM camera across the street. A traffic camera up the block. And a security camera in the cafe. There is no sound. But I can see her tears. They fall down onto her white leather jacket. The outside lights of the patio make the ring sparkle. He smiles. They kiss. The other customers all clap. And I go back to that captured moment. The scared anticipation in his eyes. The shock on her face as she looks down at the ring. I watch them again and again from all three angles. To pick it apart. To try and understand. To try and remember how to feel again.
Next,iamza
1. From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
2. The Blade Itself
3. Orange
4. Mope
5. Bunny
“There beneath the Star Tree. Can you see it?”
Mowli looked out of the leafed canopy to the ground. And there, right where Keetah said it was, the big rabbit. At least it was sort of like a rabbit. It was all shiny though, like Grandfather's Cutter. The one made from Harder Than Stone. And parts of it were orange. And it was partly shaped like a Person. But one with no wings.
“What do you think it is Mowli?” Skeem asked as he crowded up besides the other two.
“Uhm. A Crippled-Bunny-Person?” he answered.
“We know that, “ Keetah answered with a snort, “but what else is it? Its got no hair. Maybe its one of the Non-Hairy Persons Grandfather got the Cutter from?”
“I'm pretty sure he would have mentioned if the Non-Hairies looked like bunnies, “Mowli muttered.
“Lets get closer!” Sheem shouted as he leaped up above the canopy and headed towards the Star Tree.
The Bunny's right ear twitched slightly. Whoever had been watching him from the trees had moved closer. Possibly to the giant oak he was sitting under. And he still couldn't translate their chatter. It was almost like a Chinese dialect but not quite. Whatever they were saying it had become more likely they would disturb his brooding.
Stupid fleshy people. The Bunny hadn't broken his controls, fled his Master's realm for this far off forest to deal with people. He just wanted to be left alone. So that he could sit under the stars and let his gears rust, his capacitors run down and let entropy take him away. Sure it would take a century or five, but there wasn't anything else he wanted to do.
Andbbullock
1. Since the dawn of man/time honoured I ran
2. Scar Night
3. Black
4. Impatience
5. Lion
Mitch bolted down the alley, plowing thru the scattered trash. In his panicked flight he careened off a dumpster, not even noticing the bruising he took.
What the hell happened, he thought. He and Willy and Jimmy had followed the pair of queer boys from their club. The one named after that homo super-hero fags. Fags like them made the best targets. No one cared if they vanished into Gulfport's seamier neighborhoods. Especially a mixed race pair of queers like those.
Willy had shot the red head from behind and then joined in on the beating of the gook. But just as they were getting going Jimmy had yelled out something about the shot guy and started to go for his gun. Thats when the fucking lion jumped him and Mitch and Willy started running. And Mitch didn't slow down when Jimmy's screams were drowned out by Willy's. And he wasn't going to slow down until he reached some place with plenty of light and people.
He was still going full out when a heavy weight fell on him. As he slammed into the ground he felt something break in his arm. He started to cry and beg until a raspy low voice spoke out.
“Stop crying punk, “ it said as Mitch felt its hot rank breath blow on the back of his head. “I didn't kill your partners and I won't kill you. I just want all of you to have something to remember tonight.”
Before Mitch could decide whether or not to be relieved he felt a sharp tearing just below his left eye as the cat raked it's talons down the side of his face. That was when his body gave up and Mitch passed out.
Only two left!
First from
furikku1. These are very secret days / I collect my information, and I stow it all away
2. No Language But a Cry
3. eggshell white
4. joy
5. vulture
I capture the moment from three angles. An ATM camera across the street. A traffic camera up the block. And a security camera in the cafe. There is no sound. But I can see her tears. They fall down onto her white leather jacket. The outside lights of the patio make the ring sparkle. He smiles. They kiss. The other customers all clap. And I go back to that captured moment. The scared anticipation in his eyes. The shock on her face as she looks down at the ring. I watch them again and again from all three angles. To pick it apart. To try and understand. To try and remember how to feel again.
Next,
iamza1. From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
2. The Blade Itself
3. Orange
4. Mope
5. Bunny
“There beneath the Star Tree. Can you see it?”
Mowli looked out of the leafed canopy to the ground. And there, right where Keetah said it was, the big rabbit. At least it was sort of like a rabbit. It was all shiny though, like Grandfather's Cutter. The one made from Harder Than Stone. And parts of it were orange. And it was partly shaped like a Person. But one with no wings.
“What do you think it is Mowli?” Skeem asked as he crowded up besides the other two.
“Uhm. A Crippled-Bunny-Person?” he answered.
“We know that, “ Keetah answered with a snort, “but what else is it? Its got no hair. Maybe its one of the Non-Hairy Persons Grandfather got the Cutter from?”
“I'm pretty sure he would have mentioned if the Non-Hairies looked like bunnies, “Mowli muttered.
“Lets get closer!” Sheem shouted as he leaped up above the canopy and headed towards the Star Tree.
The Bunny's right ear twitched slightly. Whoever had been watching him from the trees had moved closer. Possibly to the giant oak he was sitting under. And he still couldn't translate their chatter. It was almost like a Chinese dialect but not quite. Whatever they were saying it had become more likely they would disturb his brooding.
Stupid fleshy people. The Bunny hadn't broken his controls, fled his Master's realm for this far off forest to deal with people. He just wanted to be left alone. So that he could sit under the stars and let his gears rust, his capacitors run down and let entropy take him away. Sure it would take a century or five, but there wasn't anything else he wanted to do.
And
bbullock1. Since the dawn of man/time honoured I ran
2. Scar Night
3. Black
4. Impatience
5. Lion
Mitch bolted down the alley, plowing thru the scattered trash. In his panicked flight he careened off a dumpster, not even noticing the bruising he took.
What the hell happened, he thought. He and Willy and Jimmy had followed the pair of queer boys from their club. The one named after that homo super-hero fags. Fags like them made the best targets. No one cared if they vanished into Gulfport's seamier neighborhoods. Especially a mixed race pair of queers like those.
Willy had shot the red head from behind and then joined in on the beating of the gook. But just as they were getting going Jimmy had yelled out something about the shot guy and started to go for his gun. Thats when the fucking lion jumped him and Mitch and Willy started running. And Mitch didn't slow down when Jimmy's screams were drowned out by Willy's. And he wasn't going to slow down until he reached some place with plenty of light and people.
He was still going full out when a heavy weight fell on him. As he slammed into the ground he felt something break in his arm. He started to cry and beg until a raspy low voice spoke out.
“Stop crying punk, “ it said as Mitch felt its hot rank breath blow on the back of his head. “I didn't kill your partners and I won't kill you. I just want all of you to have something to remember tonight.”
Before Mitch could decide whether or not to be relieved he felt a sharp tearing just below his left eye as the cat raked it's talons down the side of his face. That was when his body gave up and Mitch passed out.
Only two left!
