1000 post spammage--my version

[rynne]

If this isn't an occasion for the sparkly icon, I don't know what is...

Anyway, because I'm always up for some entertainment and comments *snicker*, if you'd like to participate in my version of the 1000-post meme (dude, when did I become such a memesheep?) currently making the rounds of my flist, you have two options.

1. Post something random. Maybe a link to a story you liked that we can subsequently squee over. A random comment is fine. Whatever works.

2. Comments round-robin. Take the beginning of this story and continue it.

It was a dark and stormy night. Remus and Sirius were at Remus's house, watching the lightning flash across the sky and listening to the thunder roll.

"Let's go outside, Moony," Sirius suggested suddenly, looking away from the window.

Remus blinked, taken aback. "But it's storming!" he protested.

"So?" Sirius asked, then grinned mischievously and darted from the room, heading for the front door. Now your turn!

And as added incentive, I will write custom-ordered fic (as long as there is no Remus/Snape, Remus/Tonks, or James/Sirius requested) for whoever posts comment #1000. I will drabble for whoever gets comments 100, 200, 300, etc. Be sure to announce it, if you're the person with any of those comment numbers, as I'll probably miss it myself.

Comments

[jurhael.livejournal.com]

I should write more Sirius/Remus, huh?

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Everyone should :D.

And I still need to write your FFX-2 drabble. Why is it always so hard to switch fandoms after writing in one for so long? :p

[imochan.livejournal.com]

It was a sticky rain, heavy and hot on the skin, and Remus stood on the bottom step, holding out a palm, up to the bloated sky. Sirius stood below, heights even, his head turned up, childish tongue dark pink in the strange, eerie light when he stuck it out to collect the rain.

"You're mad," Remus whispered in his ear, his lips almost catching the drops that rain through Sirius's hair, down his cheekbones, over his temples and curving the line of his jaw. "Utterly."

Sirius turned, grinning, tongue stuck between white-flashing teeth. "Well," he smirked, against the lightning. "You'd know all about madness, wouldn't you?"

[immortalis.livejournal.com]

Remus returned the grin fiercely. "Oh yes, I know all about madness." He stepped closer to Sirius, who took a step back. They continued the movements until Sirius found himself caught between the front door and Remus. Remus rubbed his lips against Sirius's cheek. "You make sure to drive me quite mad with lust every night." He licked Sirius's cheek.

Sirius squirmed due to the sharp contrast of Remus's hot breath against his cheek and the chill of the rain among other things. "Weren't we supposed to be going somewhere?"

[thieving-gypsy.livejournal.com]

I'd join in the RR thingy, but the only boys I've got in my head right now are the glittery kind. XD

Want a sneaky-peek at the next FB-ficlet?

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Want a sneaky-peek at the next FB-ficlet?

SO MUCH YES.

Hee. And maybe I will start another round-robin just so you can have your glittery boys. :D

[immortalis.livejournal.com]

Um. Random spam in addition to my contribution to the RR fic.

I hate hate hate hate when people take OOC things in an RP into account for IC things. You do NOT mix the two.

[immortalis.livejournal.com]

And bugs terrify me.

[jurhael.livejournal.com]

HEEE!! You're halfway through now! I'd like to get the first drabble, but I don't know if I will. It's 4AM where I'm at. Heh.

[rynne.livejournal.com]

I probably won't know once it gets to a hundred, as I really should be going to bed soon and I won't be able to go online until probably somewhere around nine pm tomorrow (today?), after which this whole thing may be over o_O.

[ronniekinns.livejournal.com]

gehayi's Lionheart (http://www.livejournal.com/users/gehayi/77870.html#cutid1) = quite possibly BEST REGULUS!FIC EVER.

*nods*

[rynne.livejournal.com]

I read it as I was uploading it to the Regulus challenge site. Reminds me, I should probably announce the new story on the group. I'm just reluctant to, as I feel guilty for not having done my own challenge fic...

[ronniekinns.livejournal.com]

We go together!

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Like [all those nonsense words that I don't know in the song]!

[ronniekinns.livejournal.com]

Like duddududududududu!

(I don't know the words :-()

[boho-life.livejournal.com]

OKAY I AM BREAKING THE RULES

Once upon a time, there were two men who had great mansex.

[rynne.livejournal.com]

They liked to have sex every day and twice on Sundays.

GiP

[thistlerose.livejournal.com]

Isn't it pretty?? is swiftly becoming one of my favorite fan-artists!

Re: GiP

[thistlerose.livejournal.com]

She did this one, too!!

PS. Congrats on the interview!!

[sandy-phoenix.livejournal.com]

Sadly, I have no creativity today. However, I shall leave you a Remus/Sirius haiku.

The wolf and the dog
See, their love is so canon
It makes fangirls squee

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Yay hurrah for haikus! We did a bunch of them on the Wolfstar once--for our second birthday, I think. (Dude, Wolfstar's like two and a half years old now, wow...)

[prettyveela.livejournal.com]

Blah Blah Blah

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Blah de blah blah blah blah do blah.

[jurhael.livejournal.com]

130th comment. Psh.

[chimbleysweep]

Hi. *throws cans of spam at you*

[rynne.livejournal.com]

*throws cans of spam back*

[idroppedarice.livejournal.com]

Spamming

[idroppedarice.livejournal.com]

is

[idroppedarice.livejournal.com]

so

[idroppedarice.livejournal.com]

underrated.

[idroppedarice.livejournal.com]

Also, have just realised that you've made up your *own* version and I've just been a t00b who's spammed you for now reason.

Although, by having a purpose to comments defeats the purpose of spamming, no?

Therefore it defeats the purpose of the whole meme.

But then, you are Rynne, and I can't deny that you have the right to defeat the purposes of such silly things anyway.

Ooh, speaking of having a point. I started reading that fic that recced to me, but I can't understand a shred of conversation that Remus and his mother are having because it's all in French.

I cannot speak French and I can't find a good online translator. *sighs*

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Then lucky you that there's translation for all the French bits at the bottom of the first chapter :p.

Any spam is good for this purposely spamful meme. It can have a purpose or it can lack one. Part of it can just be us getting to know each other better, as that's what happened with xsynstar and me when we had about 97 comments between us.

[castaliae.livejournal.com]

Hi. I came here from Copperbadge's friends list, and the idea of someone requesting spamming amused me. So, here's a random question: Where do you think Remus is from? If he wasn't from anywhere in the UK where would think he's from?

Good luck getting to 1,000.

[rynne.livejournal.com]

Heh. If nothing else, requesting spamming and getting it amuses me, which is a definite plus. As for where Remus is from, I honestly have no preference. I do like to imagine him as Scottish sometimes, but that's mainly because I like thinking of him in a kilt. But I don't know...maybe Devonshire? Or Yorkshire, if only because Sam writes him as being from Yorkshire (but then, Sam's from Yorkshire himself...), and Sam's fics have a way of weaving themselves into one's subconscious...meh. No idea at all, and I'm hardly consistent in picking a location for my own fics, so...*shrugs*

Thanks for contributing to the spam! :p

[original-dessie.livejournal.com]

Now you see, the reason you may have trouble with this is that when people are asked to say something random, their minds go blank. It's like being asked to 'say something', the brain can't do it.

For my own, uncreative contribution, I would like to share with you one of my own favourite quotes, which I'm sure you'll appreciate. In a wonderful article here (http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,6903,1189466,00.html) by Mark Haddon, he wrote the following:

"I don't remember deciding to become a writer. You decide to become a dentist or a postman. For me, writing is like being gay. You finally admit that this is who you are, you come out and hope that no one runs away."

Good luck getting to 1000!

so, where's this story going, Miss Rynne?

[thistlerose.livejournal.com]

Ron stood abruptly. “Better go see about Hermione,” he muttered. “Make sure Snape isn’t bullying her. See how the potion’s going. She’ll probably tell me I’m in the way, but--” He shrugged. “Later?”

“Later,” Ginny said, in an oddly subdued tone, to her brother.

“Later,” Harry echoed, and watched as Ron turned and all but loped out of the room. His ears, Harry noted, were only a shade lighter than his hair.

When he was gone, Ginny said, “He knows the potion’s fine. He just wants to see her.”

Luna, who had, until that moment, been staring absently out the window, said, dreamily, “Ron and Hermione are in love.”

Harry felt a small jolt in the pit of his stomach.

“Yeah, they are,” Ginny agreed. “Not that they’ll admit it to us any time soon. Must be nice,” she went on, almost to herself, “to have someone to be with. You know, on the night before…” She trailed off and looked away from the others.

Neville said, quietly, “/We’re/ all here, together. Must
be nice to…you know…have someone to…love. To be in love with.”

Luna said, as though she were making a statement about the weather, or the time, “I’m a little in love with all of you.”

The silence that followed was so heavy it was almost tangible. No one moved, but Harry saw, quite clearly, in his mind, the faces of his three companions, each one dear and invaluable, and a shiver raced up over his shoulders as he thought, /I’m a little in love with all of you, too./ The thought scorched his mind and filled his throat. It was all he could think, and he knew that if he opened his mouth he would blurt the words--and he couldn’t.

It was not because he doubted their validity. It was not because these people did not deserve them. But he had been saving them for so long, hording them--for the parents he’d never met; for the godfather he’d lost; for the one love of his life, who had never materialised.

These were his /friends/. And he /did/ love them, but…

/But--what?/

It was Neville, who broke the silence. “You? Love me? Are in love with-- Right.” His voice sounded thick and oddly muffled, as though he were fighting back tears.

“I do,” said Luna, sounding not the least bit fazed by their incredulity. “I love all of you,” she declared again. “In different ways, but just as much.”

Ginny began to laugh. It wasn’t a mocking laugh, or an hysterical one. She didn’t sound delighted, or amused. She sounded like someone who’d finally come to understand something she’d been told a long time ago, and could not believe it had taken her so long…

Re: so, where's this story going, Miss Rynne?

[rynne.livejournal.com]

OT4! :D:D:D (Definitely an OT4, as I like the four of them together in any combination!)

Do you have any more of it?

[uozlulu.livejournal.com]

It was a dark and stormy night. Remus and Sirius were at Remus's house, watching the lightning flash across the sky and listening to the thunder roll.

"Let's go outside, Moony," Sirius suggested suddenly, looking away from the window.

Remus blinked, taken aback. "But it's storming!" he protested.

"So?" Sirius asked, then grinned mischievously and darted from the room, heading for the front door.

Remus blinked, then shot out after him, "Sirius! I know you hate being cooped up, but seriously! It's storming -"

"You said that - "

"There's lightning - "

"Yes?"

"And - "

"And thunder," Sirius smirked, hand resting on the door handle, "I know. That's what will make it more fun."

"Not if you get hit by lightening or soaked or - what are you doing?!" Remus tried to free himself, but Sirius had already pulled the werewolf out the front door...your turn.

~ Uozumi

[sandy-phoenix.livejournal.com]

Well, I still haven't anything creative to add, but here is another post!

:D

[castaliae.livejournal.com]

"Trying to climb the tree, obviously Moony. You'd think you didn't have eyes sometimes the things you say."

"Sirus, do you realize that lightening will hit the tallest object around, which would here be the tree, with you on it."

"Well you should thank the tree for protecting you, oh gargantuan werewolf."

Suddenly Remus turned, hearing something off in the distance.
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Thanks that was fun.