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1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn your music player on and turn it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabblet/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward! No matter how whacked out your drabble is. :)
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
If y'all don't know about me and TMNT fandom, you haven't been paying attention.
Sting – Shape of My Heart
Tang Shen silently folded her single remaining formal kimono as carefully as possible. She and Yoshi sailed for America in four days. She lined up the seams, patient with the slippery silk. She would leave her family in four days. She lay a sheet of tissue paper between each panel and lifted the gently crinkling robe into a lined cardboard box. She would leave her friends in four days. She scattered moth pellets over her prize possession and filled the rest of the box with tissue and newsprint.
It was not too late. Saki would still take her.
Akira Soundtrack – Winds Over Neo-Tokyo
Donatello stepped through Kirby’s doorway, and felt his body lift. Weightless he tumbled, losing all sense of direction, space spiraling away in all directions. The doorway hung behind him forever out of reach as his inertia carried him away.
Akira Soundtrack - Battle Against Clown
Raphael gasped to fill his burning lungs. He circled his Triceraton opponent on legs throbbing with adrenaline. The crowd howled behind him, but did not penetrate his wire-tight concentration. Every twitch of the giant warrior in front of him summoned an immediate counter from his muscles. The Dinosaur’s wicked trident slashed out in a long arc and Raphael leaped into the Triceraton’s defenses.
Raphael’s sai slashed in parallel arcs upward into the wall-thick flesh of abdominal muscle. The twin gouts of blood and the final crunch as the sai rammed home, shattering ribs and puncturing lungs filled Raphael’s senses to quivering heights. The Triceraton fell backwards and Raphael spun on his heel away from his opponent, drunk on the scent of blood and bowels.
Count Basie - Little Man (You've Had a Busy Day)
Leonardo threw his head back and bawled. His brothers whimpered in sympathy, but thankfully didn’t join in. Yet. Splinter moved in quickly to shush his son. “Shh shh… Leonardo, it will be alright…”
Their home stood in ruins: sticks, broken action figures, rags tied into doll figures, card board backings from human toys scattered all over the room. Hard playing today.
Splinter could hear Michelangelo gearing up a good cry. “Iie, Iie… come here my sons. Come here.” Splinter collected his boys near their food box and pulled out a ragged box of Vanilla Wafers. A stale cookie for each of them, a few sips from the dipper in the clean water bucket and he’d be able to put them all to bed.
Billy Idol - White Wedding
“They have gone to Bermuda avoid her vengeful stepmother, but were not there for two weeks when Kyle caught up with them. He has been plotting with the stepmother and is determined to win her approval so that he may marry her and inherit Charles’ estates.”
Leonardo tried to look interested. He knew he was failing, but ninjas are masters of themselves and their environment. “Yes Sensei? Then what happened?”
“The stepdaughter—-Monica—-returned from Bermuda. She claimed to have married Justin while they were on the island, but this was not true and her stepmother discovered the truth. Now she will force a marriage between Monica and Kyle. Kyle was the one who secretly wanted to marry the stepmother!”
Leonardo’s face assumed the proper expression of respectful listening. “She wouldn’t dare!” Leonardo would never forgive Donatello for pirating the 24 hour Soap Opera Network.
Some Lady & Some Kids' Choir - Inchworm.
Donatello placed two unsteady feet into the dirt. The night was dark as pitch and sheltered Splinter and all four of his young sons. The thick, tall weeds kept the lights of the highway a distant strobe. Donatello had stopped just outside the drain opening and was poking something on the ground with a stick. His brothers ran on ahead.
Bob Dylan - You Belong to Me
Casey stood in Laguardia airport and watched April’s plane take off. Again. It never got any easier. She always wrote home. They had a hell of a cell phone bill. She always thought to bring him home souvenirs. He knew her heart never strayed from him. How could it? Her head was too full of ancient artifacts.
It had been so much simpler when she ran the antique shop. People brought stuff to her, she worked downstairs, she would come upstairs to bed and to him. After it burned to the ground, she just couldn’t be satisfied with just rebuilding. She was ambitious. He loved her for it, but sometimes he wished the turtles, the Foot and the fire had never happened.
Moxy Fruvous - Making Fun of Shania
“Drunken Karaoke Battle” had sounded like a rotten idea from the start. But Mike knew his brothers—and any game with IMPLIED COMBAT was destined to pull them in.
“NO WAY. You know the audience picks what you sing, Raph. That’s the point. Take another shot.” Mike gestured at the line of mostly empty liquor bottles.
Donatello guffawed and pointed at a song in the book. Leo knocked back another shot and nodded in sloppy agreement.
“What the shit. You bastards are gonna” Raph broke off to down his shot. “Are gonna make me sing—“
“Shnnia.” Leonardo paused in confusion, then tried again. “Shaa-ni-ah.” He frowned, suddenly suspicious of Mike’s bartending.
“Shania Twain, Raph. Let’s hear that falsetto.” Mike and Donatello high-three’d.
“I hate you bitches.”
Kinks - Lola
Michelangelo cleared his throat and got his brother’s elbow in his side for it. “Shut up, dork.” Raphael had reluctantly agreed to bring Michelangelo along on one of his late night expeditions above ground.
Neither of them should be up here, where the humans swarmed and the darkness was incomplete. But here they were, against Splinter’s wishes, breaking curfew and breaking the boundary.
Mike adored the people-watching, but every time they settled in somewhere, Raph would grab his elbow and drag him along to the next block. It wasn’t long before Mike picked out the girl they were following.
“Raph?” Mike whispered as the tall streetwalker turned another corner with an exaggerated sway. “You DID notice her adam’s apple, right?”
Beastie Boys - Girls
Hiding pornography from a ninja master was damn near impossible. Hiding porn from a ninja master AND three brothers was actually impossible.
“Don?! C’mon man. You’re not gonna tell anybody are you?” Michelangelo hovered like a flustered hen around his brother and the pile of tattered girly mags that had spilled out from under the mattress. “I’ll let you borrow ‘em if you want, just don’t TELL.”
Don flipped through a few of them, considering. “My collection’s better, Mike.” The pages stuck and Don pulled a face. “In better condition too.”
2. Turn your music player on and turn it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabblet/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward! No matter how whacked out your drabble is. :)
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
If y'all don't know about me and TMNT fandom, you haven't been paying attention.
Sting – Shape of My Heart
Tang Shen silently folded her single remaining formal kimono as carefully as possible. She and Yoshi sailed for America in four days. She lined up the seams, patient with the slippery silk. She would leave her family in four days. She lay a sheet of tissue paper between each panel and lifted the gently crinkling robe into a lined cardboard box. She would leave her friends in four days. She scattered moth pellets over her prize possession and filled the rest of the box with tissue and newsprint.
It was not too late. Saki would still take her.
Akira Soundtrack – Winds Over Neo-Tokyo
Donatello stepped through Kirby’s doorway, and felt his body lift. Weightless he tumbled, losing all sense of direction, space spiraling away in all directions. The doorway hung behind him forever out of reach as his inertia carried him away.
Akira Soundtrack - Battle Against Clown
Raphael gasped to fill his burning lungs. He circled his Triceraton opponent on legs throbbing with adrenaline. The crowd howled behind him, but did not penetrate his wire-tight concentration. Every twitch of the giant warrior in front of him summoned an immediate counter from his muscles. The Dinosaur’s wicked trident slashed out in a long arc and Raphael leaped into the Triceraton’s defenses.
Raphael’s sai slashed in parallel arcs upward into the wall-thick flesh of abdominal muscle. The twin gouts of blood and the final crunch as the sai rammed home, shattering ribs and puncturing lungs filled Raphael’s senses to quivering heights. The Triceraton fell backwards and Raphael spun on his heel away from his opponent, drunk on the scent of blood and bowels.
Count Basie - Little Man (You've Had a Busy Day)
Leonardo threw his head back and bawled. His brothers whimpered in sympathy, but thankfully didn’t join in. Yet. Splinter moved in quickly to shush his son. “Shh shh… Leonardo, it will be alright…”
Their home stood in ruins: sticks, broken action figures, rags tied into doll figures, card board backings from human toys scattered all over the room. Hard playing today.
Splinter could hear Michelangelo gearing up a good cry. “Iie, Iie… come here my sons. Come here.” Splinter collected his boys near their food box and pulled out a ragged box of Vanilla Wafers. A stale cookie for each of them, a few sips from the dipper in the clean water bucket and he’d be able to put them all to bed.
Billy Idol - White Wedding
“They have gone to Bermuda avoid her vengeful stepmother, but were not there for two weeks when Kyle caught up with them. He has been plotting with the stepmother and is determined to win her approval so that he may marry her and inherit Charles’ estates.”
Leonardo tried to look interested. He knew he was failing, but ninjas are masters of themselves and their environment. “Yes Sensei? Then what happened?”
“The stepdaughter—-Monica—-returned from Bermuda. She claimed to have married Justin while they were on the island, but this was not true and her stepmother discovered the truth. Now she will force a marriage between Monica and Kyle. Kyle was the one who secretly wanted to marry the stepmother!”
Leonardo’s face assumed the proper expression of respectful listening. “She wouldn’t dare!” Leonardo would never forgive Donatello for pirating the 24 hour Soap Opera Network.
Some Lady & Some Kids' Choir - Inchworm.
Donatello placed two unsteady feet into the dirt. The night was dark as pitch and sheltered Splinter and all four of his young sons. The thick, tall weeds kept the lights of the highway a distant strobe. Donatello had stopped just outside the drain opening and was poking something on the ground with a stick. His brothers ran on ahead.
Bob Dylan - You Belong to Me
Casey stood in Laguardia airport and watched April’s plane take off. Again. It never got any easier. She always wrote home. They had a hell of a cell phone bill. She always thought to bring him home souvenirs. He knew her heart never strayed from him. How could it? Her head was too full of ancient artifacts.
It had been so much simpler when she ran the antique shop. People brought stuff to her, she worked downstairs, she would come upstairs to bed and to him. After it burned to the ground, she just couldn’t be satisfied with just rebuilding. She was ambitious. He loved her for it, but sometimes he wished the turtles, the Foot and the fire had never happened.
Moxy Fruvous - Making Fun of Shania
“Drunken Karaoke Battle” had sounded like a rotten idea from the start. But Mike knew his brothers—and any game with IMPLIED COMBAT was destined to pull them in.
“NO WAY. You know the audience picks what you sing, Raph. That’s the point. Take another shot.” Mike gestured at the line of mostly empty liquor bottles.
Donatello guffawed and pointed at a song in the book. Leo knocked back another shot and nodded in sloppy agreement.
“What the shit. You bastards are gonna” Raph broke off to down his shot. “Are gonna make me sing—“
“Shnnia.” Leonardo paused in confusion, then tried again. “Shaa-ni-ah.” He frowned, suddenly suspicious of Mike’s bartending.
“Shania Twain, Raph. Let’s hear that falsetto.” Mike and Donatello high-three’d.
“I hate you bitches.”
Kinks - Lola
Michelangelo cleared his throat and got his brother’s elbow in his side for it. “Shut up, dork.” Raphael had reluctantly agreed to bring Michelangelo along on one of his late night expeditions above ground.
Neither of them should be up here, where the humans swarmed and the darkness was incomplete. But here they were, against Splinter’s wishes, breaking curfew and breaking the boundary.
Mike adored the people-watching, but every time they settled in somewhere, Raph would grab his elbow and drag him along to the next block. It wasn’t long before Mike picked out the girl they were following.
“Raph?” Mike whispered as the tall streetwalker turned another corner with an exaggerated sway. “You DID notice her adam’s apple, right?”
Beastie Boys - Girls
Hiding pornography from a ninja master was damn near impossible. Hiding porn from a ninja master AND three brothers was actually impossible.
“Don?! C’mon man. You’re not gonna tell anybody are you?” Michelangelo hovered like a flustered hen around his brother and the pile of tattered girly mags that had spilled out from under the mattress. “I’ll let you borrow ‘em if you want, just don’t TELL.”
Don flipped through a few of them, considering. “My collection’s better, Mike.” The pages stuck and Don pulled a face. “In better condition too.”
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