Writing meme

[lithic_rune]

I have not done a writing meme in aaaages. Let's do something to fix this!

1. Give me the name of a character you know I'm familiar with. I don't necessarily have to know their canon if you know I've roleplayed with them before.

2. Give me a number between 1 and 10.

3. Give me an emotion or a verb.

Do this and I will write you something based on that character. Nothing very long - in fact, the number you give me will determine how long it is. I also can't vouch for quality of characterization if I'm not familiar with the canon. But that's not the point.

The point is to give me a challenge. :3

Comments

[ghostboy]

1. Danny Fenton
2. 10
3. Alive

[ghostboy]

1. Vlad Masters
2. 5
3. Possession

[ghostboy]

1. Cloud
2. 6
3. Zack

[ghostboy]

1. Cid Highwind
2. 4
3. Crash

[lithic_rune]

"Hey, Danny, you remember that lesson we had in Physics? The one about Schrodinger's cat?" Tucker stretched his arms up and back until he flopped onto Danny's bed.

"The one that's alive and dead?" Danny looked at his friend, curious. It didn't take a genius to guess why Tucker was thinking about it, but where was he going with it?

Tucker grinned. "Yeah, that one. Schrodinger's halfa cat. I was thinking that you should find that cat and give it to Vlad!"

[evowhisperer]

... LOL

That is perfect.

[lithic_rune]

"Give it up, you twisted fruit loop!" Danny shouted. "I'm never going to be your son!"

"Possession is nine tenths of the law, little badger." Vlad Master's teeth gleamed as he loomed, towering over the teen's prone form. "And I - have - you."

[lithic_rune]

The world was broken, sliding around him in shattered pieces whenever he tried to look around. Some days were worse than others, the days when green tinged his vision and all he could hear was rain. Rain and the wet sound of someone struggling to breathe.

Something shriveled in his soul when that sound stopped.

Those days, oddly enough, it was a mirror that helped. He didn't know why. Nothing looked right. Hair that was blond that should have been black - except, no, hadn't someone once teased him before because he looked like a chocobo? Skin that was too pale, and he was too short - (I'm afraid you got your height from your father.) Looking in a mirror only seemed to emphasize how broken his mind still was.

But when he looked at his eyes, everything felt all right. Bright blue, glowing with mako - the color of the sky. He knew those eyes. Those were his eyes. And it didn't matter if that was his reflection, or if it was someone else. Both were what he wanted.

He touched the mirror, a lump in his throat. "We made it," he whispered. "We made it to Midgar, Cl-." Cloud. Zack.

He couldn't say both names at the same time.

[zalein]

...... I'M MAKING A HIDEOUS EXPRESSION OF SADNESS

ZACK

CLOUD....

[lithic_rune]

YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF

[lithic_rune]

"Alright, rookie, listen up!" Cid barked at his newest recruit. "If you goddamn well want to be pilot on my ship, there's two things you need to know. The first thing is that I'm the goddamn captain and my word is law. The second is that if you crash my ship, you damn well better hope that you die on impact, because I will make the rest of your life a living hell!"