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Oct. 31st, 2006 07:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hardhitter_njName : Michael Jacob-Francis *
fandom: Original Character
Topic: Tunnel prompt
Word count : 280
[ooc--All posts are for player not character knowledge only – not for your character to use in game –unless agreed upon– which is ok because all replies to challenges are meta. The bio sheet-a work in progress and not on front page yet( will be more than just current bio page). ALL comments are considered meta- but he is available for specific in game rp -- if needed]
He hated tunnels – hate was just a product of fear. He feared tunnels – fear was a lack of faith. No faith that something good was at the other end of those tunnels – the other side was unknown and scary.
Breathe Mikey, just breathe. It’s just a tunnel and God watches out for drunks, fools, and little children. Am I right or am I right? A deep sigh as his childish fear waged battle with his faith.
Trolls lived in tunnels didn’t they or was that bums? Trolls lived under bridges. But this was both a bridge and a tunnel! Maybe there was a troll down on his luck and he ate little children that didn’t give him any spare change. How about that?
“Mikey, are you coming or what?” At the end of the tunnel, he could see Maggie several yards away from the entrance. She was waving. He gave a look to each side, behind him, and forward. Oh good, there nothing between him and getting to his sister.
Run-run-run
“Hey kid, you got any spare change?” A homeless man asked just as he made it out of the tunnel.
“AAughhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!” He screamed like the five-year-old he was, as he ran to his big sister. It was one of the few times that he let her look out for him, instead of the other way around.
“Sorry about that mister, but you really shouldn’t ask people that just as the exit …here you go,” Maggie answered the man, gave him some change and took Mikey away from the tunnel area, to a more populated part of the park.
“Thanks Maggie.”
“Any time, Mikey.”
fandom: Original Character
Topic: Tunnel prompt
Word count : 280
[ooc--All posts are for player not character knowledge only – not for your character to use in game –unless agreed upon– which is ok because all replies to challenges are meta. The bio sheet-a work in progress and not on front page yet( will be more than just current bio page). ALL comments are considered meta- but he is available for specific in game rp -- if needed]
He hated tunnels – hate was just a product of fear. He feared tunnels – fear was a lack of faith. No faith that something good was at the other end of those tunnels – the other side was unknown and scary.
Breathe Mikey, just breathe. It’s just a tunnel and God watches out for drunks, fools, and little children. Am I right or am I right? A deep sigh as his childish fear waged battle with his faith.
Trolls lived in tunnels didn’t they or was that bums? Trolls lived under bridges. But this was both a bridge and a tunnel! Maybe there was a troll down on his luck and he ate little children that didn’t give him any spare change. How about that?
“Mikey, are you coming or what?” At the end of the tunnel, he could see Maggie several yards away from the entrance. She was waving. He gave a look to each side, behind him, and forward. Oh good, there nothing between him and getting to his sister.
Run-run-run
“Hey kid, you got any spare change?” A homeless man asked just as he made it out of the tunnel.
“AAughhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!” He screamed like the five-year-old he was, as he ran to his big sister. It was one of the few times that he let her look out for him, instead of the other way around.
“Sorry about that mister, but you really shouldn’t ask people that just as the exit …here you go,” Maggie answered the man, gave him some change and took Mikey away from the tunnel area, to a more populated part of the park.
“Thanks Maggie.”
“Any time, Mikey.”
