battothefuture: (terry ☞「your place or mine tonight?」)
Terry McGinnis ([personal profile] battothefuture) wrote in [community profile] goshdarnspam2010-12-24 06:44 pm

Who is even here?

So I figured that it's Christmas Eve Night, and what better way to celebrate then with a festive meme that's vaguely theme-related?



the KNIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS meme

  • Your character is now the star of a romance novel.
  • Post with your characters.
  • Other people choose their costars. This can be anon if you prefer.
  • Post against these people.
  • All prose must be as purple as it is possible to be.
  • All settings are a sultry jungle or a castle 300 years ago etc etc etc. Bonus points for holiday theme.
  • Everything is as hideous as possible
  • When in doubt make it purpler


  • Think of the face-sucking/wedding/etc memes only 9000% more purple. Romance novel, people. Think romance novel. Her ebony locks and gently shimmering eyes the exact color of the Mediterranean sea on a cloudless summer's day sparkled, etc.

    Moment of truth: I learned to read on bad romance novels...

    [identity profile] flowersnotboys.livejournal.com 2010-12-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
    "It depends on what the unexpected brings." She looked back to him again, letting the wind catch her hair again and sweep it up and over her shoulder, a tangled slash of red against the diamond velvet of the night.

    She considered him carefully for a few moments, keen eyes sweeping him up and down before a small smile tugged at her lips. He did cut a dashing figure standing there, wrapped in the velvet cape, the dark of his hair blurring at the edges to fade into the deeper darkness of the night surrounding him.

    "In this case, it may not be so bad."
    sorcerersupreme: (two can hex)

    I learned to read on pokemon cards and bad shoujo manga, so. :/

    [personal profile] sorcerersupreme 2010-12-25 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
    "How fortunate. I would never wish to be unwelcome by one as lovely as you." The doctor smiled, his mustache quirking slightly in the moonlight. To his pleasure, the wind picked up again, and with it, her fiery hair danced like liquid lava, glowing against the purple night's sky. "You are truly an intoxicating figure on this somber night."