Drabble Meme

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

THIS IS HOW WE DO IT.


1) Post with your character.
2) Others will reply with short PROMPTS, like a word, phrase, song title, lyrics, other characters in the drabble, etc.
3) Write a short drabble of your character inspired by the prompts you get.
4) LEAVE PROMPTS FOR EVERYONE ELSE. Enjoy the drabbles.
5) ??????
6) Learn more about your character than you ever wanted. 8D


Taken from thewake_rp

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[watchwith3hands.livejournal.com]

The problem with growing up wanted to be a superhero above all else: you wind up pretty freaking altruistic. You want to do good, no matter the cost. Even if Rei hadn't gotten the powers of a Guardian of Time, and hadn't founded a branch of the Promethean Guild, he'd still have done everything in his power to help people.

But he didn't expect it to ever come down to this. Here he was, 33rd Century, a group of alien overlords staring at him. And he said he'd give them anything they wanted, just as long as they let the man free. He didn't even know the man's name, just that his capture would alter the course of history.

And they'd told him to eat his hat.

Maybe it was the whole "if X ever happens, I'll eat my hat!" expression, that they'd heard somewhere and misinterpreted like whoa. Maybe they were just weird like that. But for whatever reason, they wanted to eat his hat.

His. Hat. His beautiful, beaten up, amazing purple tapa with the long green feather (he was told it was green, at least). He'd been through so much with it. How could he ever hope to part with it? It was like his trade mark.

But no. People needed help. It was history that mattered, not him. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he lifted the brim to his mouth, and took a bite, ripping the worn fabric. He could feel himself starting to cry.

And you can bet those aliens thought his tears were delicious.