Arbitrary, malice, accident, fate. (267 hits)
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Submitted by Rachel Happy pants (View user info) at 2007-01-09 08:18:57 EST
Arbitrary- 3 a : based on or determined by individual preference or convenience rather than by necessity or the intrinsic nature of something ²b : existing or coming about seemingly at random or by chance or as a capricious and unreasonable act of will
Anna Brady awoke with a start, broken from a dream she couldn't remember she tried to recall what had woken her so suddenly. Then again the noise that had pulled her from sleep came again, a heavy banging coming from her bathroom ending with a thump on the tiled floor.
Anna rose from her bed wrapping her cream satin nightgown around her naked body which was now peppered lightly with soft goose bumps. She shivered slightly as she entered her bathroom and her feet touched the bare tiled floor.
Noticing the window open she looked around her and there crouched on the bathmat was a bird, a common town pigeon looking at her with small beady eyes. Fighting the feeling of disgust these birds always compelled in her she grabbed the nearest bath towel off the rack and threw it onto the top of the bird. Picking the towel and the bird up she walked to her closet and pulled out a box used to hold old papers and such. Emptying the bow onto her carpeted floor she placed the bird and towel, shutting the lid and carrying them into the corridor by the front door ready for when she left for the day to be released in the park.
Anna wandered back into her bedroom and settled back under the goosedown covers. Just as she began to fall back into sleep the strains of Sonny and Cher began to warble through her alarm clock.
" Babe, I got u Babe" they proclaimed. Rubbing her forehead and sighing deeply she arose from her bad and started to get ready for the day.
Breakfast- Soy and linseed toast with cream cheese.
Clothes- Black shirt dress, black bra and black panties. Black enclosed heels.
Hair and make-up- minimal.
Wiping the last vestiges of toast from her mouth Anna grabbed her handbag and headed for the door. She walked out locked it and went down the elevator into the street below her apartment.
" Shit" Anna swore. Remembering the disease infested animal locked in a box by her front door she turned around and walked quickly back to her apartment and entered the elevator. Just as she walked into the elevator an attractive man in jeans and a black shirt ran in with her.
Malice- 1 : desire to cause pain, injury, or distress to another
2 : intent to commit an unlawful act or cause harm without legal justification or excuse
Jack Knight hadn't slept for a week. He needed his next fix and without it he wasn't going to sleep, he wasn't going to get much done for that matter. He looked at himself in the mirror, observing his face. This face wasn't important, he wasn't his face, it was just another way for him to blend into society. A way to interact without seeming creepy. He supposed he was semi attractive in the traditional sense, blue eyes, spiky black hair, but what seemed to attract the ladies was that full sensual mouth , hiding straight white teeth and a wicked smile promising fun and excitement. Not that his teeth were very white now. I should probably take a shower Jack thought. Freshen up.
After his shower Jack exited his house and headed to the nearest coffee shop. To scope out the talent he chuckled to himself. Sitting by the window he watched the world go by waiting and watching for the person who would best suit. Who would best fulfil that image he carried in his head of the perfect woman the perfect victim. Scratch that he thought chuckling to himself again. All women are the perfect victim.
Accident- 1 absence of positive plan or intent
Walking by the coffee shop that Jack Knight was drinking in Anna was the first woman that he had noticed all morning. Dressed simply, with minimal make-up she stood out from the other woman passing by. Attractive and slim she aroused Jacks sexual interest and without any concrete plan he got up from his seat and followed her. He stayed a few metres behind until she came to an apartment building and entered an elevator. Running into the building he rushed to enter the elevator with her. Smiling at him the woman asked " which floor?" Noticing the button he had pressed Jack chose the ninth. The one directly above so he wouldn't be expected to get out before her.
On the ride up Jack smiled and offered his hand. "The name is Jack"
"oh, mines Anna" the woman smiled shaking his hand with a soft feminine grip.
Fate- 1 : the principle or determining cause or will by which things in general are believed to come to be as they are or events to happen as they do : destiny
"this is my floor" Anna smiled apologetically "It was nice to meet you , have a nice day and all that" she smiled. Anna turned and walked to her apartment. Unlocking and opening the door she suddenly felt and hand push her in the back, Falling half in and half out of her apartment someone walked by and grabbing her by the hair dragged her inside the went and slammed the door shut. Panicked and rising to her feet she looked behind her and saw the man behind was the same man from the elevator. She began to run to the kitchen to reach her telephone but before she was halfway there the man leapt from behind and tackled her to the floor.
They struggled wildly but her panic increased as she realised he had the upper hand.
He knew he had won she was his now forever. His latest victim.
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2007-01-11 17:46:41 EST (#)
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The Solution? Iced Tea
Submitted by Wicked (user info) at 2007-01-09 10:48:19 EST (#)
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Is this really what you think about when you're bored?
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2007-01-09 09:34:56 EST (#)
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Aren't you the bint with crabs or some other minge related illness?
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-01-09 09:23:39 EST (#)
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What part of "show me your hole" don't you understand?
Submitted by Cadrach (user info) at 2007-01-09 09:10:42 EST (#)
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Auto Massively Digitized Pigeon Pic -2.
Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2007-01-09 08:52:40 EST (#)
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Write the story. Read the story aloud to yourself. Rewrite the story. Have someone who knows how to read, read the story aloud to you. Rewrite the story. Then and only then, post the story.
If (as I suspect) you don't know anyone who can read, you can at least have the spell/grammar checker in Word run through it for you.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2007-01-09 08:42:22 EST (#)
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auto defining words -2
Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2007-01-09 08:36:42 EST (#)
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