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Okay, I pick up Lil Wayne, and he promptly starts singing "Like a Lollypop", which I have no idea why, and he's irritating me and being a you-know-what, so I stab him through the back with my samurai blade. ((Ahem, Campbell?))
A bunch of crazed male fans come at me, eapping his songs loudly at my face and claiming ridiculous things like"Lil Wayne is the best!", or "You've Lille my idol! You'll pay for that!!!", or evenmaybe "he's the best singer of our time."
Someone yells "Ling live Lil Wayne! Now, mark, set, CHARGE!!"
I beat them all until they are knocked senseless on the ground around me due to my ninja skills.
((Bwcause...don't tell anyone, but....*stage whispers*I'm a ninja!*woah face*))
I'm exhausted, so when Darren Criss comes over to me and waves, with his gorgeous smile, and his ok hair, I

I wake up in his apartment, which he apparently shares with his girlfriend and Chris Colfer, and I die of Euphoria when he dumps his girlfriend, kisses me and tells me he loves me, and thendoes a duet with Chris Colfer...but then I really die because they ask me to sing with them......:O
Xx
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I shrug and walk away.
And accidenlty step into another well, because I'm standing in a field of wells (Oh, yeah, das right) and I fall into the deep water, treading it as slow as I can to attempt to survive....
Sadly, I don't have some one to run to my parents and say something along the lines of "Tikki Tikki tembo Nasa-rembo chari bari ruchi-pip peri pembo has fallen into the well!" to my mother... So eventually, I starve or drown. Either one.

......and....okay...
I pick it up, and my cousin jumps me to get to it, screaming that she wants me to read it to her....
But Then I ffreak out, run off into a random woods, and hang myself from a tree.
I drop my sanity...or, you know, what broken shreds are now left of it.

I bend over to touch it, but the sharp edges of the splintering cracks all through it pierce my skin and I bleed to death.
I drop the blind fold I had put on immediately after I saw your face....
(Okay, that was a lame one, but hey. :) HEY! The train is coming!)


((Okay, here goes:
I won't be on goodreads, at all, starting tomorrow.
I will be back on the 19th, the 20th at the most. Please, do not go too far without my characters. If you must, someone can take my characters for a while, until I get back, but I won't be on for nearly two weeks.
Same thing if I am in another group with any of you, I won't be back for a little while.
But it's not too long, and I'm not leaving forever. Again, I will be back on June 19th or 20th.
I'm so sorry! I wish i could get on at least a couple times, but I can't! There's no connection....:(
See you all in a couple weeks! I can't wait already to come back! ))

*Facepalm*
There really is no hope for me. Nor dignity..nor sanity....
Aannnyways....
I pick up the blindfold and, while I'm on the cruise that I just got off of, in the Teen CLub, with the friends that I met, I put it on and play basketball. I fall and get a concussion. When I wake up, I'm warm, but still outside, and the blindfold comes off, and I'm stretched out on the court, and I had figured out that my head cracked and I'm warm because I'm in a pool of blood. I get up, and I get offered a jacket from this one really hot dude, and I take it, but I overheat, and I puke all of my guts overboard.
Then, I'm so lightheaded that I trip over myself and almost fall off the edge.
But then I pull myself together after said guy helps me back up.
I end up somewhere in a bar, and they think I'm of age.
I drink lots and party hard and sing and earn a record deal, and drink more, until I'm totally hammered.
THen, you know, I die. From alcohol poisoning, obviously.
....wow...that was.........interesting. And lame....Okay, so, I drop a shot, right next to me, glass still full the right amount and mixed properly, right side up.

I pick up the shot and raise it hesitantly to my mouth. I spit out what just touched my lips and drop the small glass, shattering it.
Some huge guy, who really doesn't look like he belongs, punches me in the face.
"THAT WAS JUST A DOLLAR WORTH OF VODKA, B**CH," he shouts at me, and I pass out.
My parents find me there, surrounded in a pool of booze, passed out, and they kill me.
I drop my... Ah... Death Note.
('Cause I'm a Shinigami...)

And......lol....
Lollollol....
I pick up the Death Note. After a while, another owner finds me and kills me.
I go to hell, because, though I didn't use it, I had thoughts of using it, and therefore was not saved, but also was damned.
And, surprisingly/unsurprisingly, I met L there. We had a grand old time. And Matt, Mihael, and Near were all there, too!! And Matsu!! And Sayu!!!
Woah, okay, overload.
AAAANNNNNYYYYWWAAAAYYS...
I don't drop my death note, but I drop a bloody needle, which is stuck in one of my Shinigami eyes.
...Ew.

I giggle, looking up into the sky.
"Kami!" I say excitedly, "KAMI!"
I tear my real, left eye from it's socket and stick the one with the neetle deep inside. The nettle acts as the nerve connecting the eye to my brain, and I can see half the people's names... And a strange number over their heads (It's in Shinigami time).
I laugh and smile widely. Turning in order to see all of the names and numbers surrounding me....
I twirl and twirl and twirl, the sun beating down on me....
Suddenly, I see someone with a very low number, and it just keeps getting lower....
I follow the person as they walk, close behind them, as they enter a clearing, and a small building from the back. Train tracks wind from the hills in the distance, past the small building.
Suddenly, the persons number turns to zero, and I notice the sound of an incoming train, and a squeal... And a shattering crack.
"Sakujo..." I whisper, and a slamming impact sends me flying into the fire, as the train crashes and slams into everything around me, the roof of the building sent sailing through the air with my dead body.
I drop a pen that was in my pocket.
((I saw Super 8 just recently, by the way....))

Lol...that's awful....
I-I pick up the pen...And pour my heart out.
But I have a hypervenalate from too much sobbing, and pass out.
I go into a coma, but the doctors say that I'm dead, and they bury me alive, and so when I finally wake up, I die withing less than ten minutes.
I drop...well, my gravestone, I suppose.....

I trip over your grave stone, land face first in a fire ant pile, and pass out.
They crawl all over me, and up my nose, and into my brain, and they eat parts of me that are in the way, and then they substitute me for the ant pile that I destroyed.
I drop... Ant repellant. That I wasn't wearing.

I drop a sweatshirt!

Anyways, I pick up the sweatshirt, and try to put it on, but it's way too small for me, and gets stuck over my head, like a blindfold, and pins my hands over to my ears, above my head.
I can't see, a's trip and fall into large machinery, and get destroyed, utterly and completely. :)
Lots of blood and guts, the whole shebang. ;)
I drop three drops of blood in a glass vial.

I see the blood and pass-out, because the sight of blood really makes me woozy.
When I fall, I land on a jagged rock, which jets through my chest.
At least I died passed-out...
I drop a dried up sea-urchin, which has been broken right in the center into the shape of a key-hole.
((I found it at the beach! It was so cool... Beautiful shell.)
I examine the shell to make sense of the strange crack and do not notice that a angry woman demanding money is walking down the street. She takes my ignorance as a sign of noncompliance and shoots me.
I drop a love letter written with poor penmanship.
I drop a love letter written with poor penmanship.
Court:) wrote: "I examine the shell to make sense of the strange crack and do not notice that a angry woman demanding money is walking down the street. She takes my ignorance as a sign of noncompliance and shoots ..."

But I'm in the Library. And the librarians phsycotic. So she goes ballistic and starts throwing the biggest books she can find at me. A tome hits my head, ad I fall an die immediately upon contact withthe ground.
I drop my library card. :)

I use it to rent out the entire library and lock myself in my room for months, reading and reading....
And die of starvation.
Sad that my one true love would murder me in the end. Reading, how dare you betray me?!
I drop one plane ticket to the Amsterdam Airport.

I take the ticket.....AND USE IT!
And then I laugh at pot-heads...oh, pardon me. Weedies.
And then one pulls a gun and shoots me. Because I laughed at them.
I drop my weed....I-I mean...my grass.

I find the weed and decide, well, if everyone else is doing it, why not I?.
it ends up encouraging me to do other drugs, and I end up dying of overdose.
Dang.
I drop... The Latin American Spanish Phrasebook.
WHOoOoOo!

I die of irritation at the frickin Latin frickin derivatives, unhappy and thinking of an old substitute from last year.....who will now be the English teacher at the school.....Haha, up and coming students! :p
And I drop A HALF EATEN POTATOE CHIP, BARBAQUE FLAVOR.
((That's what the translation of "I'll take a chip....AND EAT IT!!" is. :) The flavor, I mean. ;)))

"Can I have a taste?"
And so I let him have a taste, but he ends up eating the whole thing. When he wants more, I have to say I don't have more, and he screams:
"BUT I WANT IT!!!!"
And he starts crying. I can't get him to stop, and I die from panic.
I drop his pillowcase.
((He treats his pillowcase like most children treat a blanket. Carries it around with him everywhere, and if we forget to bring it, he'll ask: "Can I have my pillowcase?" and we'll have to say no, and then...
Waterworks.))
He comes after me and tells me to give it back. I tell him maybe if he had asked nicely I would have. He gets angry and tries to take it from my grip while I'm walking. This small child somehow causes me to lose my balance. I fall and crack my head.
I drop a pamphlet on manners
I drop a pamphlet on manners

I give the phamphlet on manners to my cousin, and he looks at them and then at me. He frowns hard and his eyebrows close down over his eyes, which are staring at me angrily. (Yes, he can do this. He's three, he can't even wink yet, but he has a glare like you couldn't believe.)
"No."
"But... Nat-ee... It's just so you can behave a little-
"NO!"
I back away quickly from his tone, and fall down a hill. (Because we are in a place were there actually are hills this tall) The fall lands me onto the cliff of a mountain and I fall off that.
You know the rest.
I drop....
Um...
I drop the unfinished sentence, "I drop a..."

And then I ruin it. By the influence that things like this cause on me.
This random little bugger in a Juicy Couture track suit approaches me, and starts chewin me out. I get so angry that my temper flares, my cheeks flame, and I kill him with a knife.
I give up to the police an innocent, poor bystander called, and am killed by a Death Note mere hours later.
I drop the needle that I stabbed in my arm, which was a spare lethal injection, the official cause of death.

The remainder of the lethal injection kills me before the blood-loss does, however, and for that, my dead body is grateful.
I drop a 'Schnitzel'.

Ah, jeez.....the Sax Section is rubbing off on me.......*Weird face*
AAAANNNYWAYS....
I find/stumble upon the "Schnitzel" on the marching field during practice, and wonder what you would ever use it for, and assume the worst by my very nature.
After not using it, and dropping it back to the ground, I trip and fall on the field.
So now, not only did I trip and fall and twist my arm incredibly, and my ankle, but I also broke attention.
I pass out and die of embarrassment as Mr. S calls me out. :(
Lol no that was fantastic. :) I think a Schnitzel is a food. Or a dog. Or a decoration. Anyway, what did you drop?
Books mentioned in this topic
The Ask and the Answer (other topics)The Knife of Never Letting Go (other topics)
Sapphique (other topics)
I love her song Bring me Back to Life and I was singing that and Campbell suddenly came back to life and I screamed off into a brick wall busted my head open and died.
I drop Lil' Wayne