-Go into your LJ’s archives.
-Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
-Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
-Post the text of the sentence in your lj along with these instruction
“Bother!” said Captain Pooh, as antimatter containment was lost.
-Go into your LJ’s archives.
-Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
-Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
-Post the text of the sentence in your lj along with these instruction
“Bother!” said Captain Pooh, as antimatter containment was lost.
From the lucious Bethie!
Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want so long as its never actually happened. Then post this in your journal so people can invent memories for you.
Odd dream last night. I can’t quite shake it – it continues to feel real.
In the dream, I was a game designer. I was working on the next comic-book superhero game. My main protagonist for the game was Scorpion (and in my dream he was a cross between Spider-man’s nemesis and the Mortal Kombat fella – only not evil).
We were trying to work out some background details. I kept telling the person I was working with – a friend of mine, Pablo – that the background needed to be ragged. Kind of a soft, rounded anime background. But that the characters needed to be incredibly sharp and detailed. As lifelike as we could get them.
The utility program we were using transported us directly into the game where we were making changes and updating. I kept taking us through a scenario over and over again, trying to get it perfect. The scenario involved Scorpion breaking out of the Really Bad Guy’s compound by busting out of a window and dropping 800 feet to the ground. I couldn’t get the glass to shatter and scatter like I wanted it to.
Pablo and I would pop out of the game, discuss it a bit and then pop back into it. Every now and again someone would come to the office we were working in to hand us memos regarding things the head office wanted to be included.
Weird….
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