MobileRead's fictional members - Page 6

pshrynk · 04-28-2009, 10:16 AM

How about now?

zelda_pinwheel · 04-28-2009, 10:16 AM

what about now ?

GeoffC · 04-28-2009, 10:16 AM

or now ?

Steven Lyle Jordan · 04-28-2009, 10:51 AM

Is it now yet?

Is it now now?

vivaldirules · 04-28-2009, 11:07 AM

I just want to know if it's gonna be steamy? You know, heaving llama bosoms and such. Or if it will be a gentle affair with lots of gazing into one another's eyes and holding hooves.

GeoffC · 04-28-2009, 11:17 AM

is it here, yet ?

krisk · 04-28-2009, 11:30 AM

llama love?

naaaaa

DixieGal · 04-28-2009, 11:33 AM

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Originally Posted by krisk

llama love?

naaaaa

Spring, and a young man's fancy turns to.... wait, this isn't Guilt By Assoc... sorry...

zelda_pinwheel · 04-28-2009, 11:36 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by vivaldirules

I just want to know if it's gonna be steamy? You know, heaving llama bosoms and such. Or if it will be a gentle affair with lots of gazing into one another's eyes and holding hooves.

i think we ALL want to know that.

RWood · 04-28-2009, 11:39 AM

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Originally Posted by pshrynk

Is it ready now?

Just slip in a few redacted case studies from your new electronic medical records system. Isn't that where Harv and Vera came from?

LazyScot · 04-28-2009, 11:50 AM

She sniffed the air, and sensed the approach of another long, solitary night, caressed only by the needle like fingers of the biting winds that sculpted and froze the high Andes landscape. While she stood, gladly receiving the gift of warmth from the dying sun, she studied the plains, looking for somewhere to shelter for the night, a place that might hold the frost in abeyance from her fur, that might bring back memories of kneeling with her own kind, that might hold back the icy memories of what happened to her family. But as always, the plains were to be cruel and no shelter beckoned. As the sun dipped, the stars rose and the wind awoke, she trudged towards a small clump of grass, in the hope it might hold some comfort. Once more she sniffed the air, and smelt the coming night. Wait! There was something else there. Something she hadn't smelt for longer than she could remember. Trembling she sniffed again. Where? What?

(to be continued. Maybe. Not sure by who. Or when. they again, maybe not)

Wetdogeared · 04-28-2009, 11:59 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LazyScot

...Trembling she sniffed again. Where? What?

(to be continued. Maybe. Not sure by who. Or when. they again, maybe not)

Always on the lookout for wool gatherers and (ph)sock knitters.

vivaldirules · 04-28-2009, 12:00 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LazyScot

She sniffed the air, and sensed the approach of another long, solitary night, caressed only by the needle like fingers of the biting winds that sculpted and froze the high Andes landscape. While she stood, gladly receiving the gift of warmth from the dying sun, she studied the plains, looking for somewhere to shelter for the night, a place that might hold the frost in abeyance from her fur, that might bring back memories of kneeling with her own kind, that might hold back the icy memories of what happened to her family. But as always, the plains were to be cruel and no shelter beckoned. As the sun dipped, the stars rose and the wind awoke, she trudged towards a small clump of grass, in the hope it might hold some comfort. Once more she sniffed the air, and smelt the coming night. Wait! There was something else there. Something she hadn't smelt for longer than she could remember. Trembling she sniffed again. Where? What?

(to be continued. Maybe. Not sure by who. Or when. they again, maybe not)

What? What was it? Her brother's dirty laundry? Her mom's brussel sprouts and okra surprise? The bong she used way back in her college days? Oh, wait. Llamas. Right. Guess I'll go away now and wait for the answer.

LazyScot · 04-28-2009, 12:23 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by vivaldirules

What? What was it? Her brother's dirty laundry? Her mom's brussel sprouts and okra surprise? The bong she used way back in her college days? Oh, wait. Llamas. Right. Guess I'll go away now and wait for the answer.

Her brother? He's now someone's prized car rug.

Her mother? She became a family's stew.

Nate the great · 04-28-2009, 12:38 PM

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Originally Posted by LazyScot

Her brother? He's now someone's prized car rug.

Her mother? She became a family's stew.

Someone should do a spin off story about the mother: Taming of the Stew.

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04-28-2009, 10:16 AM	#76
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	How about now?

04-28-2009, 10:16 AM	#77
zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	what about now ?

04-28-2009, 10:16 AM	#78
GeoffC Chocolate Grasshopper ... Posts: 27,599 Karma: 20821184 Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Scotland Device: Muse HD , Cybook Gen3 , Pocketbook 302 (Black) , Nexus 10: wife has PW	or now ?

04-28-2009, 10:51 AM	#79
Steven Lyle Jordan Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,478 Karma: 5171130 Join Date: Jan 2006 Device: none	Is it now yet? Is it now now?

04-28-2009, 11:07 AM	#80
vivaldirules When's Doughnut Day? Posts: 10,059 Karma: 13675475 Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Houston, TX, US Device: Sony PRS-505, iPad	I just want to know if it's gonna be steamy? You know, heaving llama bosoms and such. Or if it will be a gentle affair with lots of gazing into one another's eyes and holding hooves.

04-28-2009, 11:17 AM	#81
GeoffC Chocolate Grasshopper ... Posts: 27,599 Karma: 20821184 Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Scotland Device: Muse HD , Cybook Gen3 , Pocketbook 302 (Black) , Nexus 10: wife has PW	is it here, yet ?

04-28-2009, 11:30 AM	#82
krisk Wizard Posts: 2,148 Karma: 8229 Join Date: Nov 2008 Location: on the road again Device: kindle	llama love? naaaaa

04-28-2009, 11:50 AM	#86
LazyScot DSil Posts: 3,201 Karma: 6895096 Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Hants, UK Device: Kindle, Cybook	She sniffed the air, and sensed the approach of another long, solitary night, caressed only by the needle like fingers of the biting winds that sculpted and froze the high Andes landscape. While she stood, gladly receiving the gift of warmth from the dying sun, she studied the plains, looking for somewhere to shelter for the night, a place that might hold the frost in abeyance from her fur, that might bring back memories of kneeling with her own kind, that might hold back the icy memories of what happened to her family. But as always, the plains were to be cruel and no shelter beckoned. As the sun dipped, the stars rose and the wind awoke, she trudged towards a small clump of grass, in the hope it might hold some comfort. Once more she sniffed the air, and smelt the coming night. Wait! There was something else there. Something she hadn't smelt for longer than she could remember. Trembling she sniffed again. Where? What? (to be continued. Maybe. Not sure by who. Or when. they again, maybe not)