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LurkerWithout ([info]lurkerwithout) wrote,
@ 2008-05-19 09:34:00

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Current mood: geeky
Current music:Weird Al, Don't download this song
Entry tags:drabble, fanfic, fiction, frank miller, mulchthing, star wars, superfic, underdog

Drabbles
So a drabble is a 100-word piece of fiction. These are a collection of those I had on my LJ.

Jedi vs. Panda
Valric strode thru the bamboo forest. He carried his lightsaber at the ready, but unlit. Somewhere nearby was the man-killer. The monochrome terror. The deadly Space Panda.

As a Jedi Knight it was his duty to bring down this fell beast. He must stop it before it killed again. But the Space Panda was a blank spot to his force senses. He would have to rely on his own wits to find the beast.

Or did he? If he couldn't sense the creature, maybe he could follow its movements in the bamboo. There. Behind him! Valric spun, lightsaber igniting...




Frank Miller's Underdog
I want to quit. I need to quit. Flush these damned white pills away. Be normal. Average. No one.

But they call out. Their voices filled with fear. Only I can save them. Only I.

Its not the rush. That overcomes me with the speed of lightning. That fills my head with the roar of thunder. No, its not just the rush.

Someone has to face them. The ones with greed-filled hearts. Who but me can right these wrongs. So I can't quit.

So let them fear. As I come upon them with blinding speed. Let THEM fear! Fear Underdog! UNDERDOG!!!




MulchThing

In the end death embraces all. Everything falls to decay from within and without. As a wise man once said, the center can not hold. Like these two here. They came into my lands seeking to capture me. So they could return me to their masters' experiments.

And now they struggle to escape from a morass of clinging mud. They strive, but all their extertions simply bring them closer to finality. But from darkness can come light. From rot can spring life. As their lives end, they will feed me and my domain.

Life to death to life, the cycle of MulchThing.


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