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sythyry ([personal profile] sythyry) wrote2008-10-10 10:09 pm

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Gacked from [livejournal.com profile] dachwuff .  And it should be easier for me, I'm fictional anyways.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now,(even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.  Or, not.

[identity profile] chipuni.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
You. Me. A motorcycle. October 2003. You paid me well to drive, to bodyguard, to translate as necessary, and to ask no questions.

The country of Aquilea was a cesspool of crime, drugs, decay, and deviancy.

When we arrived in the capital, San Pulga, the sun was already low in the sky. We parked the motorcycle in front of the only restaurant in the country that would merely liquefy -- rather than gasify -- our insides. Flies gathered around us in storms more impenetrable than the prose of a nineteenth-century novelist.

We ordered the most recognizable things on the menu, tacos de chupacabra, and té de melaleuca. And waited.

The sun had set by the time she joined us at the table. She gave neither pleasantries nor greetings when she saw us, but said in accented English, "Do you have the papers?"

You nodded. "And you, the box?" She nodded. The two of you swapped roughly equal-sized boxes. After she had received the stack, she left.

You were in much better spirits after the swap, drinking three bottles of the local pica del battus before I could convince you to stumble to our hotel: the only one with hammocks, rather than inviting people to sleep on the floor.

At the bus stop the next day, you promised that in five years, you could tell me what you swapped and who she was. So, I do what I couldn't do five years ago...

What WAS that all about?

*laugh*

[identity profile] ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, now I have to share tacos de chupacabra with my covenmates, because we're doing Samhain as Dia de los Muertos this year, and the Feast will have a Mexican theme. If we can find some goat meat to add to the taco filling, that ought be a decent fake for chupacabra. Hee!

Re: *laugh*

[identity profile] chipuni.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
*bow*

Goat tacos are yummy! (I think that if you make them from goats, instead of chupacabras, they're called cabritos.) But stay away from the té de melaleuca (about two in three people are heavily allergic).

Have a great Samhain!
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Re: *laugh*

[personal profile] zeeth_kyrah 2008-10-12 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Another reason to limit my melaleuca alternifolia exposure to topical application. :)

Also, NEVER EVER put it in your ear. Despite the fact that it will kill off 90% of an ear infection within fifteen minutes, the screaming pain nerves during that time just aren't worth it. Go to a doctor and get the prescription ear drops.

Re: *laugh*

[identity profile] zhaleskra.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
My translator said he once accidentally put "ear drops" in his eye instead of "eye drops". I won't repeat the language he used to describe the pain.

Re: *laugh*

[identity profile] chipuni.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
*whimpers in sympathy*

Re: *laugh*

[identity profile] ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com 2008-10-12 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Cabritos, si -- gracias!