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Post by Ninnik Nishukan on Mar 11, 2008 19:47:17 GMT -5
016.Purple. Mego climbs the stairs of go tower leading toward the bedrooms. I can’t wait for this day to be over, he thinks to himself. As he approaches the top of the staircase, he hears muffled voices. One voice sounds familiar but he can’t place either of the two. Hego is supposed at Bueno Nacho, and the twins are on a camping trip. Who could be here? Mego realizes the sounds are coming from his room. He opens his door to see Drakken and Shego in his bed. “Hey, bro,” Shego remarks. “Just giving the doctor a tour of Go Tower.” ___________________________________________________ It's exactly 100 words. Ninnik would be so proud *wipes away a tear* Perverts. You're all perverts. |
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Post by Sweetnsour on Mar 11, 2008 20:36:41 GMT -5
Perverts. You're all perverts. *small laugh* Uh. *regains composure* *big laugh* *regains composure* Um. *Tosses head back in extreme laughter* I think I'm going to do 'Fall'.. if that's okay with everyone else. |
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Post by Ninnik Nishukan on Mar 11, 2008 20:46:54 GMT -5
Perverts. You're all perverts. *small laugh* Uh. *regains composure* *big laugh* *regains composure* Um. *Tosses head back in extreme laughter* I think I'm going to do 'Fall'.. if that's okay with everyone else. I knew it, you're a pervert, too. 'Fall', eh? I bet there's some hidden sexual innuendo there somewhere! ...yes, I just bet there is. >__> |
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Post by drewgone on Mar 11, 2008 20:50:37 GMT -5
There's no shame in admitting that one is a pervert.
Go on and keep writing, people! Work! Work!
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Post by Mickey on Mar 11, 2008 20:58:25 GMT -5
Perverts. You're all perverts. Well, I am a D/Ser. |
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Post by Charlotte C on Mar 11, 2008 20:59:47 GMT -5
I'll volunteer for Diamond and/or Breakfast if no one else is doing them.
And having a healthy interest in sex does not make one a pervert! Keep telling yourselves that and eventually you'll believe it.
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Post by Mickey on Mar 11, 2008 21:18:33 GMT -5
I'll volunteer for Diamond and/or Breakfast if no one else is doing them. And having a healthy interest in sex does not make one a pervert! Keep telling yourselves that and eventually you'll believe it. I'm not a pervert. I'm a provert. I'm good at it.  |
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Post by Ninnik Nishukan on Mar 11, 2008 21:21:36 GMT -5
And having a healthy interest in sex does not make one a pervert! Well said.  And D/Sers aren't perverts. We're just realistic. |
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Post by The Yetimonster on Mar 11, 2008 22:53:39 GMT -5
093. Thanksgiving.
The ex-mad scientist turned mad chef was having a glorious time.
"SHEGO! BEHOLD! With my new invention, the PoultrySizzle 5000, this will be THE GREATEST FRIED THANKSGIVING TURKEY EVER! " crowed the blue man before throwing his hands in the air and letting loose his trademark villain laugh.
"Uh yeah, Dr. D. Listen, I'm all about the villainous flair, even if we aren't really villains anymore. But the pink apron that says 'Kiss the Cook?' So not working with the evil laugh."
"But Shego..."
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071. Broken.
"Okay, that was...interesting" wheezed Dr. Drakken.
"Tell me about it" agreed an equally winded Shego. "Didn't I tell you there were better options than just missionary in the dark?" She added with a gigglesnort.
"I really wasn't expecting that plasma explosion, Shego." He murmured with a slight smirk, ignoring Shego's comment.
"Look, that sometimes happens, when I...you know....hard, so get used to it. And don't get directly in front of the hands."
"Maybe I should stick to the missionary in the dark, then."
"Not a chance in hell, Blueboy."
As the two of them surveyed what was left of Drakken's bedroom, they both had similar thoughts.
Where are we going to get another big, round, red bed?
I'm not happy with the way this turned out, but the basic premise amuses me.
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Post by Charlotte C on Mar 11, 2008 23:02:01 GMT -5
I like it. And, Vegas. They have those beds all over the place there. |
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Post by Ninnik Nishukan on Mar 11, 2008 23:23:17 GMT -5
093. Thanksgiving. The ex-mad scientist turned mad chef was having a glorious time. "SHEGO! BEHOLD! With my new invention, the PoultrySizzle 5000, this will be THE GREATEST FRIED THANKSGIVING TURKEY EVER! " crowed the blue man before throwing his hands in the air and letting loose his trademark villain laugh. "Uh yeah, Dr. D. Listen, I'm all about the villainous flair, even if we aren't really villains anymore. But the pink apron that says 'Kiss the Cook?' So not working with the evil laugh." "But Shego..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 071. Broken. "Okay, that was...interesting" wheezed Dr. Drakken. "Tell me about it" agreed an equally winded Shego. "Didn't I tell you there were better options than just missionary in the dark?" She added with a gigglesnort. "I really wasn't expecting that plasma explosion, Shego." He murmured with a slight smirk, ignoring Shego's comment. "Look, that sometimes happens, when I...you know....hard, so get used to it. And don't get directly in front of the hands." "Maybe I should stick to the missionary in the dark, then." "Not a chance in hell, Blueboy." As the two of them surveyed what was left of Drakken's bedroom, they both had similar thoughts. Where are we going to get another big, round, red bed?I'm not happy with the way this turned out, but the basic premise amuses me. Ah, I love us D/Sers. XD The big, red, round bed shall be remembered forever. ;D ;D ;D Nice touch with Thanksgiving, too. PoultrySizzle!  |
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Post by drewgone on Mar 12, 2008 8:41:49 GMT -5
LOL!
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Post by The Yetimonster on Mar 12, 2008 9:29:09 GMT -5
I like the thought of Drakken as a mad chef.
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Post by drewgone on Mar 12, 2008 10:01:20 GMT -5
Run, Sebastian, RUUUUUUN!
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Post by Charlotte C on Mar 12, 2008 14:33:43 GMT -5
48. Diamond
Jimmy Ding peered over the counter at the blue man and green woman. What did they want this time? Focusing diamond for a laser? Jewelry heist to raise money?
"That one," the woman said, pointing. It wasn't the largest one in the case, but it was flawless.
Jimmy ducked and covered his eyes, waiting for the blast and the shattering glass. But it never came.
The blue man smiled awkwardly. "Can you tell me about your convenient financing plan?" he asked.
"She's not going to steal it?"
"Have my girlfriend steal her own engagement ring? That would just be... tacky."
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Okay, I know, it's a little obvious. But it is exactly 100 words.
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56. Breakfast
Normally, she wasn't a morning person. Breakfast meant coffee, strong, and lots of it. And woe to the person who dared speak to her before she had it.
But this morning, she was in an inexplicably good mood.
She pulled the red comforter up around her shoulders and smiled a slow, contented smile.
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Post by drewgone on Mar 12, 2008 14:35:59 GMT -5
Wooooot! <3
Both of them, awesome! ;D
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Post by Sweetnsour on Mar 12, 2008 14:41:50 GMT -5
064. Fall
Drakken liked everything about this season. The smell of slightly rotten apples. The feeling of the brisk air around him. The noise the leaves made as him and Shego, his Shego, stepped over them.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, loud crunch... Oh no, Drakken thought, looking down to see his love sprawled out on the ground.
"Are you okay?" He asked, trying his hardest to stifle his giggles.
"I'll show you okay!" She yelled, playfully running after him.
And he felt happy about the way the leaves looked, flashing their maroon, golden, auburn and chocolate colors, as the couple chased each other.
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Post by Charlotte C on Mar 12, 2008 14:57:33 GMT -5
Wooooot! <3 Both of them, awesome! ;D Thanks! |
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Post by Ninnik Nishukan on Mar 16, 2008 16:01:18 GMT -5
I'm going to do 021.Friends. and 065.Passing.
Nobody's done those yet, right?
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Post by The Yetimonster on Mar 16, 2008 22:08:14 GMT -5
051. Water.
Shego knew that Dr. D was quite a bit older than she was, and was therefore into different music, among other things. She also knew that the song he was humming incessantly was an all-time rock classic.
That didn't make it any less annoying.
She buried her face into her Grumpy Woman magazine and tried to shut out the sound, to no avail. Only a second later, the final straw came when she heard a gravelly, off-key voice ringing out.
"SMOOOOOOOOOKE on the..."
"DR. D! THAT'S ENOUGH!"
"....water?" Finished Dr. D.
He didn't get to say anything else before green plasma blasts had him running out of the room as fast as his blue legs would carry him.
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Blame Drakken'sPrincess for giving me the idea for that one.
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