Because I have never done the book thing
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kingandy1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal...along with these instructions.
The baron looked back from the door with a haunted expression.
In other news, last night I had the greatest dream ever - a cinematic alien invasion with zombie-horror undertones.
It started off in a garage: I woke up there mysteriously with one other person. (Not sure who. Probably no-one I know.) We had no idea how we got there. After some discussion we were suddenly attacked by translucent monsters - I have a very vivid image of them, they had sharp, biting mouths and whippy tentacles with more mouths on the end. (No heads to speak of. The mouths were where the neck would be, and the tentacles went straight up from the shouders. Being a dream I think they shifted form a bit, but the main feature was the whippy tentacles.) We fought them off with the aid of a garden fork and a trowel, found in all well-stocked garages - first I grabbed the fork to keep them at bay, and then took up a trowel in my off-hand when I realised the tentacles were actually longer than the fork handle and I'd have no defence if they got past the prongs of the fork.
Yes, I remember distinctly going through that thought process.
Eventually we had to flee, and as we were running past a seemingly abandoned farmhouse I got grabbed inside by some human survivors (possibly my companion did too; if so then at this point he was subsumed into the random mass of extras). We had to lie very still and quiet on the house's verandah - a large porch on the front of the house with a wooden fence up to waist height and wire netting further up. Then there was a moment's tense horror as one of the survivors - trapped outside - screamed to be let in, and we had to decide whether to risk revealing ourselves by letting him in (since the monsters were now directly outside also) or stay safely hidden. I think in the end we let him in and made use of my trusty fork, and retreated inside the house.
The next segment is a bit of a blur, but trust me, it was really cool. I think there was more fighting inside the house in a creepy corridor stylee ... possibly not unlike The House Of The Dead game. Somewhere along the way we picked up definite zombie undertones as the monsters started bodysnatching - you didn't know if it was your friend or one of them using your friend as a suit. Somebody saved me from a zombie embrace by shooting their midsection with a shotgun, which I frankly found a little unfeasible at the time.
It all fell down a bit at the end, I'm afraid. The day was saved when a scouting party returned from the outside with Si Lloyd (XLJ), who had found the aliens' one weakness - corn.
Yeah. Corn. Told you it fell down a bit.
Naturally Si had the only bit of corn around - a nice, juicy chunk of corn on the cob - but we made good use of it to scare the invaders away, who ran in fear at the sight of it. All the while Si was talking in his Somerset accent; I remember distinctly saying "Why are you talking in that ridiculous voice?" I don't remember his response though. I like to think that it was something witty about lightening the mood.
I suspect this dream was brought to you by "Brain Dead" the weekend before last, and possibly also the recent discussion of the "House Of The Dead" movie. There were also elements of "Signs", of course, and at the time I thought it reminded me of "Phantasy Star III" on the Mega Drive / Genesis, but I can't for the life of me think why.
The effects were great, the storyline was coherent (if implausible - corn?) and I kicked ass with garden implements. Best dream ever.
In entirely unrelated news, I am now webcam-enabled. It's dreadful quality, I had to set up an extra light so you can see my face, and I have no real use for it, but it is entertaining to see myself on the screen OMG LOOK.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal...along with these instructions.
The baron looked back from the door with a haunted expression.
In other news, last night I had the greatest dream ever - a cinematic alien invasion with zombie-horror undertones.
It started off in a garage: I woke up there mysteriously with one other person. (Not sure who. Probably no-one I know.) We had no idea how we got there. After some discussion we were suddenly attacked by translucent monsters - I have a very vivid image of them, they had sharp, biting mouths and whippy tentacles with more mouths on the end. (No heads to speak of. The mouths were where the neck would be, and the tentacles went straight up from the shouders. Being a dream I think they shifted form a bit, but the main feature was the whippy tentacles.) We fought them off with the aid of a garden fork and a trowel, found in all well-stocked garages - first I grabbed the fork to keep them at bay, and then took up a trowel in my off-hand when I realised the tentacles were actually longer than the fork handle and I'd have no defence if they got past the prongs of the fork.
Yes, I remember distinctly going through that thought process.
Eventually we had to flee, and as we were running past a seemingly abandoned farmhouse I got grabbed inside by some human survivors (possibly my companion did too; if so then at this point he was subsumed into the random mass of extras). We had to lie very still and quiet on the house's verandah - a large porch on the front of the house with a wooden fence up to waist height and wire netting further up. Then there was a moment's tense horror as one of the survivors - trapped outside - screamed to be let in, and we had to decide whether to risk revealing ourselves by letting him in (since the monsters were now directly outside also) or stay safely hidden. I think in the end we let him in and made use of my trusty fork, and retreated inside the house.
The next segment is a bit of a blur, but trust me, it was really cool. I think there was more fighting inside the house in a creepy corridor stylee ... possibly not unlike The House Of The Dead game. Somewhere along the way we picked up definite zombie undertones as the monsters started bodysnatching - you didn't know if it was your friend or one of them using your friend as a suit. Somebody saved me from a zombie embrace by shooting their midsection with a shotgun, which I frankly found a little unfeasible at the time.
It all fell down a bit at the end, I'm afraid. The day was saved when a scouting party returned from the outside with Si Lloyd (XLJ), who had found the aliens' one weakness - corn.
Yeah. Corn. Told you it fell down a bit.
Naturally Si had the only bit of corn around - a nice, juicy chunk of corn on the cob - but we made good use of it to scare the invaders away, who ran in fear at the sight of it. All the while Si was talking in his Somerset accent; I remember distinctly saying "Why are you talking in that ridiculous voice?" I don't remember his response though. I like to think that it was something witty about lightening the mood.
I suspect this dream was brought to you by "Brain Dead" the weekend before last, and possibly also the recent discussion of the "House Of The Dead" movie. There were also elements of "Signs", of course, and at the time I thought it reminded me of "Phantasy Star III" on the Mega Drive / Genesis, but I can't for the life of me think why.
The effects were great, the storyline was coherent (if implausible - corn?) and I kicked ass with garden implements. Best dream ever.
In entirely unrelated news, I am now webcam-enabled. It's dreadful quality, I had to set up an extra light so you can see my face, and I have no real use for it, but it is entertaining to see myself on the screen OMG LOOK.
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Date: 2004-11-10 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-10 02:42 am (UTC)Unfortunately the webcam appears to interfere with my PCs normal operation, and has caused the first XP Blue Screen Of Death that I've seen. I think it's something to do with the drivers, though it might be something to do with the sound card (it has been chopping a bit, and the webcam program tries to transmit sound using the sound card input). I will complain to the manufacturers.
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Date: 2004-11-10 03:02 am (UTC)bad webcam! i hope the problem gets fixed, then i will pester you to talk to and see your prettiness.
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Date: 2004-11-10 10:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-10 10:33 am (UTC)Feel free to yuck it up.
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Date: 2004-11-10 11:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-10 11:35 am (UTC)