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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 14, 2005 17:20:00 GMT -5
i love weird too!!!!
btw is the story gonna end when all the lyrics are used up? lol i really like it! its so creative...
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 14, 2005 18:18:34 GMT -5
i love weird too!!!! btw is the story gonna end when all the lyrics are used up? lol i really like it! its so creative... well in the beginning it didn't start out with the lyrics, so i'm probably not going to end it with the lyrics. the only thing i don't like about writing this kind of stuff is that its totally predictable because you can just look up the lyrics and see whats going to happen next... thats why i'm trying to make it as strange as possible. |
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 14, 2005 18:31:02 GMT -5
not all of it is predictable. lol the way you describe things is totally different then the way i would!
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 14, 2005 19:44:09 GMT -5
well thats good. ;D
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 14, 2005 22:27:14 GMT -5
btw i LOVE your banner! its so cute!!  |
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 14, 2005 23:09:03 GMT -5
oh thank you! i love yours too, its one of my favorite songs.
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 15, 2005 17:33:55 GMT -5
oh hehe thanks! here comes the sun has been my #1 since i was like 6!! hehe
please update soon!
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 16, 2005 23:04:29 GMT -5
Picture yourself on a train in a station, "We'll get off here" Lucy said to the driver. The boat stopped. "That'll be four and a half tangerines," he said. Lucy gave him five. "Keep the change." As soon as we stepped off the boat, with a little 'pop!' we were on a train. The train wasn't moving, just sitting there, idle, in the station. Lucy and I were leaning up against the doorframe. With plasticine porters with looking glass ties, I looked out the door. There was a porter just outside, telling one of the rocking horse people where his train was. This porter was very strange looking, nothing like Lucy or me, or any other human I knew. You know how plastic figurines, like Legos or Playmobiles, are one solid color, no shading? That's what he looked like. He had the colors of a Lego and the features of a human. Lucy and I stepped off of the train. "Ask him if he knows where the turnstile is." Lucy whispered, and with another little 'pop!' she vanished, yet again. "Gah, not again, Lucy!" I muttered. "Oh well." I went up to the porter and tapped his shoulder. Where I had tapped him, I left an indent. The porter jumped and faced me. "Miss! Please be so kind as not to poke me! I'm not made of plasticine for no reason!" "Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry!" I was so startled. I stared at the porter's tie. It was a mirror--a looking-glass, if you please. I could see my reflection in it. "Could you tell me the way to the turnstile?" |
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 17, 2005 19:39:16 GMT -5
lol the font had some weird letters in it...
but otherwise its lovely! keep writing
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 17, 2005 19:42:50 GMT -5
yeah, i'm sorry.
but the end is near!
XD
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 17, 2005 22:51:12 GMT -5
oh its ok dont worry about it!
nooooo it cant end so soooooooon!
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 17, 2005 23:49:13 GMT -5
awww, i'm sorry. but its got to come sometime or another!
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 18, 2005 17:39:49 GMT -5
true true.... but post more soon!!!
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Post by White Rabbit on Apr 18, 2005 18:22:28 GMT -5
i'll try. i have Tosca (its an opera...drag. I'm a nun ;D) rehersal everyday this week, but i'll write while i'm waiting for my cues and such. ;D ;D
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Post by ibrake4whales on Apr 18, 2005 19:54:43 GMT -5
are you seriously a nun? im confused...
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