OneWords
OneWords?
Here are the OneWords I've done.
What's a OneWord? It's a 60 second story based off a random word.
Want to try making one? It's quite simple. Go here. (Opens in a new window.)
About Respite, an RP on a message board.
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But firstly, random blib that actually wasn't a OneWord. However, it gave the other OneWords I did for Respite a bit of direction.
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"If I..." she whispered, voice shaking as the words slowly came through. "If I threw away the sword... would you... would you love me then?"
Voice shaking, he wanted to kiss her, to hold her... to use her... he...
"Y... yes..." he whispered back, hand gently touching her face, soft breaths as his voice matched hers, unable to remain steady. "Y-you're a person... not a thing, you're a person..."
He pulled her close and gently, carefully, lovingly, held her. "How could I ever think otherwise... How could you think that... Gods, Grey... Gods..."
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Before? After? Who knows. It'll come together. To the word 'Dance.'
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The room was quiet; the lights were low; but nothing was running through his mind but the woman in front of him as he held her, moving slowly to the rhythm shared within their minds. She was beautiful in that soft light, and taking his eyes off her was the last thing he could do.
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;-; His decision. You really are a great man, Aoshi. To the word 'Grace.'
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Fallen. He was forever a fallen angel; and as he struggled to get nearer, she would fall with him.
The only alternative was to stop; to end it. They would sever their ties or she would ultimately pay the consequences.
It was cruel of god--if there was a god--to leave it up to him.
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Oh man. As Bunny said. To the word 'Damaged.'
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Bleeding, he slowly tried to stand, but his legs refused to aid him. He could do nothing; the damage was too great.
All for you, Grey. This is what I've become. This is what I'll do for you. It can never repay what I did to you, but I can try.
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And now for something completely unrelated! To the word 'Sweat.'
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Hands moving, bodies aching, hearts pounding, as they laid there, the three of them, trapped in that endless moment. It was all too overwhelming.
Latest RP... Not on the board, though. So you lot can't read the whole thing. x_x Sorry.
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Now, for stuff for the newest RP with Angrite and Grey evil, and Aoshi's revenge. To the word 'Grace.'
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He fell onto his foot, landing a vivid image of perfection as she hit the ground, blood flying from the opened wounds.
"You never were one for running for your life," he whispered, sighing. "It's almost too bad. I was hoping for so much more."
He walked towards her, sighing. "This will have to do."
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This oneword was done a few minutes later, but really, there should be no break between. XD. To the word 'Hate.'
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Hatred.
It describe his feelings for her so perfectly. That one, simple, four letter word.
She had murdered his brother, tried to murder him.
She'd almost succeeded.
And now, it was time for a favor returned.
Random Ones
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To the word 'Hello.'
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Welcoming. It was something he hardly did right, and today was no different. Today, he'd tried to welcome the most important person in his life, and he'd fucked it up. Again.
He sighed, putting his coat back on. Maybe another day.
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To the word 'Hardly.'
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She was almost prepared. Almost. "Come on, Grey, hurry up!" Aoshi called, glaring as he looked down at his watch.
"I'm coming!" she called, quickly tugging on her shoes and bounding down the steps, skidding to a stop on the landing.
"'Bout time," Aoshi muttered, before they walked out the door.
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To the word 'Zest.'
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Mm... He looked into the bowl of pasta, smiling. He'd taken an hour to cook it to perfection, but it was finally done. He carefully picked it up, walking out into the hallway.
A crash, then an assortment of meaty, pasta perfection flew into the air, coming down on the floor with a fitting 'splat.'