Prompt me! Words, phrases, and images - Updated!

[~Chibi_Noodle_Kun~]

Well, what doesn't kill me (or get me blacklisted sweatdrop ) makes me stronger...

Work Inspired by a Prompt

We were already on the second bottle of chocolate milk. As the bottled beverage was passed to me, I raised it and cleared my throat. My friends looked at me, slightly bewildered as to what I was going to do.

"This is to all our friends who couldn't make it, actually went to the dance, or were just too damn lazy to show up," I took a huge gulp from the plastic container and smiled. "They don't know what they're missing!"

My compatriots laughed in agreement. One of them, Fate, said with all her brutal, up-front honesty, "They're all jealous of our awesome friendship... It's a freakin' conspiracy, I swear."

Les, another among our company, nodded. "Seriously, especially with Min being pregnant and all..."

Fate and I gasped and turned to Les in curiousity. "She's PREGNANT?" we yelled in unison, "Why didn't you say anything sooner?"

Les sighed, "I promised her I wouldn't tell anybody... Please don't tell her you know..."

With a three-way bind of a pinky-promise, we began to talk of the ultimate way to seek vengance upon the preps of our school.

[Flying Carrot of Doom]

Let's do another one... Picture number 75

Freedom. Just what does the word mean? The absence of a cage? The lack of guards? Whatever the meaning, you can be sure that it will be different for everyone.

I watched the doves fly free, free from their cages as they were released. I wished I could join them.

My prison has no physical cage or bars. But I see the bars nonetheless. It is formed by my society, my family, my beliefs.

Oh, to be a dove, flying free!

[Flying Carrot of Doom]

One last one. A word, this time.

[~Chibi_Noodle_Kun~]

Here it goes again... twisted

Another Prompt-Inspired Piece

You see a young man that could be stereotyped as the typical 'punk' or 'emo' sitting alone, head placed upon the cold glass surface of the bar. Feeling an upsurge of pity for him, you take the stool-like seat to his right.

He lifts his spiky-haired head to look at you and asks what you want of him. In response, you simply buy him a drink and give him a twenty... As you leave the bar after the beverage is paid for, you turn and wave.

You know him from somewhere, but he wouldn't remember, so you don't bother telling him the next time you meet, when he's on his way to the local cafe for his break.

[~TangibleChaos~]

Heh. Yet another prompt, I Like prompts.

[SkeletonRobots]

Ooh... Sounds like fun...

I shall give it a go. :3

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He felt sick with ache, drawing up uneasy coughs that only made the burning in his throat relieved from the itch, then to come back with more ferocity. He had no blanket or bed to comfort him, only sitting at a wooden chair tucked into a metallic table, the harsh change of elements was uneasy, especially in such a place.

He looked up with sobriety. What sort of treatment was this? Even at his loud hacks and the looks of unease the people showed across the barren room was still left unchecked.

His wandering eyes only closed at another violent choke. Seizing an uneasy chest, the moment he looked up a clear plastic bottle of water was on the table, yet none seemed to be there to place it.

(Gee, that was random...)

[Lady Wolfsbane]

Prompt: 043. Vain

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She thought she was the center of the universe.

Life to her was made of colorful ribbons, shimmering eyeshadow, glittering lipgloss, sparkling jewelry with diamonds and charms aplenty. The world couldn't exist without beauty and the thrill that came with each step in her new Prada shoes and American Eagle shirt and Abercrombie jeans. And of course, nothing could exist without her. After all, with beautiful, luxurious chestnut hair and bright emerald eyes, who wouldn't love the young beauty?

But soon, she discovered, the universe was not alone. When a strange brown-eyed boy bumped into her, he took one look and spat out disgustedly, "Vain."

In outrage, she fluffed up her long curls and pouted childlishly at him. "I am NOT vain." The boy simply snorted and crossed his arms. "Prove it," he said as he walked away.

Now she stared at herself in the mirror, scrutinizing herself head to toe in her silky PJ's that she had newly purchased from that hot new store. "I am NOT vain," she stated resoloutely.

But somehow, she didn't feel like the center of the universe anymore.

[Lethalia]

Wee.

[~Chibi_Noodle_Kun~]

Again >=D

[Sylph_Jr]

Can't call myself much of a writer at all, but this might help! ^.^

EDIT: O-o; Is this a history reference for 93 word prompt? xD I think I'll try to combine all...

This was our first time together in years...and still it was only a brief passing on the street.

Ever since Ethan had settled to pursue his career of being a lawyer, we grew further apart. To see him again, here, was unsettling. His warm blue eyes had lost their twinkle; an icy winter had frozen them over, but there were no signs of it thawing. He observed the self absorbed faces of passing by business men and women chatting happily away on their cell phones; all twirling multicolor umbrellas that reflected the rainbow of moods, each with their own flavor and flash.

He had the killer's sharp instincts that made him good- no, cutting edge, to be a prosecutor. His studies had taken him further away, in both time and distance, as he rose through the bourgeoisie and amassed friends of wealth and status. His mind, which had been like an open book, shut with a snap in my face. You couldn't tell what he was feeling, though you knew that you were a lowly bug to be constantly spied upon and ultimately squashed.

I can't say whether it was a good thing that he left, because this certainly wasn't the brother I loved.

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Oh, how cliche. O:

[Soul Freeze]

okk

[bleedxblackxtearsx]

Going to come back to this later...

[~TangibleChaos~]

heart BUMP heart

[UnFazzed]

Trippy.