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onepieceyaoi100This is utter and total crapola, but I liked the idea itself, so I wrote and posted it anyway.
Title: Destiny (<- generic, meaningless romance title.)
Rating: G (just talk)
Pairing: Mostly imagined hints of Smoker x Arlong. (Ha! Didn't expect that pairing, did you?)
Word Count: 300
Topic: Bad Harlequin Romance (I've never read a Harlequin novel, but I'm sure I've got the 'bad writing' bit down.)
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Closing her eyes and concentrating hard enough, she could just barely make out what the two were uttering to each other.
"Oh, Smokey. I've wanted you ever since I spotted you across the room that fateful day!"
"I, too, desired you on that day as well. The ghastly way that Marine officer handled such a gorgeous thing as you as he brought you in was unforgivable!"
"And now here we are, finally able to spend this wondrous moment together. I have dreamed of this endlessly."
"As did I. I so want to caress the serrated tip of yo...r... delica... cute..."
Sensing the drop in reception, she hastened to bring it back up.
As she toiled, she reflected on the tragicality of how this pair's happiness with each other was being cruelly denied by not only what they were, which prevented them from expressing their love openly, but also by their positions. Oh, if only the rest of the world could understand their heartrending love!
Success! Reception's back!
"...mokey, my destin-"
"Tashigi!"
"Wha-!? Oh, sorry Colonel Smoker, what were you saying?"
"You were zoning out over swords again."
Tashigi looked down at the two swords she held. If the swords were dolls, it would've looked as though she was having them do 'kissy kissy'.
"We're leaving in two minutes. Put those down and get moving."
"Yes, sir!" Tashigi replied as she placed the jagged saw-tipped (and impractical) sword back into the bargain bin and the smokey-gray sword back onto its lofty display rack. The anguish emanating from the blades was palatable.
She left, casting worried glances behind her.
Moments later, Tashigi was back in the shop. 'Promoting such love is surely part of doing justice,' she thought as she wrote off the purchase of two swords as a necessary business expense.
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Ok, I lied. It was "completely" imagined hints, not "mostly".
Um... the talking-Kitetsu made me do it? (I did NOT!!)
Title: Destiny (<- generic, meaningless romance title.)
Rating: G (just talk)
Pairing: Mostly imagined hints of Smoker x Arlong. (Ha! Didn't expect that pairing, did you?)
Word Count: 300
Topic: Bad Harlequin Romance (I've never read a Harlequin novel, but I'm sure I've got the 'bad writing' bit down.)
****************************
Closing her eyes and concentrating hard enough, she could just barely make out what the two were uttering to each other.
"Oh, Smokey. I've wanted you ever since I spotted you across the room that fateful day!"
"I, too, desired you on that day as well. The ghastly way that Marine officer handled such a gorgeous thing as you as he brought you in was unforgivable!"
"And now here we are, finally able to spend this wondrous moment together. I have dreamed of this endlessly."
"As did I. I so want to caress the serrated tip of yo...r... delica... cute..."
Sensing the drop in reception, she hastened to bring it back up.
As she toiled, she reflected on the tragicality of how this pair's happiness with each other was being cruelly denied by not only what they were, which prevented them from expressing their love openly, but also by their positions. Oh, if only the rest of the world could understand their heartrending love!
Success! Reception's back!
"...mokey, my destin-"
"Tashigi!"
"Wha-!? Oh, sorry Colonel Smoker, what were you saying?"
"You were zoning out over swords again."
Tashigi looked down at the two swords she held. If the swords were dolls, it would've looked as though she was having them do 'kissy kissy'.
"We're leaving in two minutes. Put those down and get moving."
"Yes, sir!" Tashigi replied as she placed the jagged saw-tipped (and impractical) sword back into the bargain bin and the smokey-gray sword back onto its lofty display rack. The anguish emanating from the blades was palatable.
She left, casting worried glances behind her.
Moments later, Tashigi was back in the shop. 'Promoting such love is surely part of doing justice,' she thought as she wrote off the purchase of two swords as a necessary business expense.
*****************************
Ok, I lied. It was "completely" imagined hints, not "mostly".
Um... the talking-Kitetsu made me do it? (I did NOT!!)
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Date: 2005-08-04 02:20 am (UTC)HAHAHAHA!!!!! ^_^
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Date: 2005-08-04 02:51 am (UTC)