crazy drivers

[corellianrogue]

Folks, I would just like to warn you all that the government has once again allowed another nutcase out on the roads....

Yep, I went and got my license renewed today. *ph34r* The best part was when Noel (my car for those who haven't had the sheer terror joy of riding with me) almost stalled getting out of the parking lot. I thought breaking down at the DMV might be somehow poetic.

Okay, and as a totally selfish meme... I wanna find out who reads this sucker, soooooooo- comment and I'll give you a drabble in the reply. Gimme a prompt, and I shall do my best to write it for you. Basically, this is ME bribing YOU to comment in my LJ... come on, toss the girl a cookie or something, okay?

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[corellianrogue]

Okay... um... obviously not 100 words, here. So sue me. It esploded out of control.... I figured you wouldn't mind. ;D

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He looked out his window as the parade of Hitler Youth went by. Honestly, who did these people think they were kidding? He couldn’t help but feel scorn for the straight lines of children-

he didn’t care what they called them, these were CHILDREN learning to hate like this

- goosestepping through the rows of houses filled with people who were not and never would be ‘perfect.’ There was no perfection, he’d learned that the hard way. He hated himself for it, but he couldn’t escape his reality. He.. couldn’t. He was too weak even to escape that which was sent to tempt him into further imperfection. He hated himself, hated the monster, hated… everything about this world that kept him from the one thing he truly wanted-

want was what had gotten him into this in the first place, hadn’t it? wanting too much

-which was a way home.

They called themselves Ubermensch, a master race, perfect humans… they weren’t anymore perfect than he was and… well, he’d met the ‘Ubermensch,’ back in his own world and in his nightmares.

Waking nightmares, filled with hands and teeth and… no. He wouldn’t, couldn’t think about the monster. Heh… if these people knew what a true ‘Ubermensch’ was, they’d run screaming for the hills and never speak the word again. He was half tempted to-

temptation, always temptation, wasn’t it?

-turn the monster loose. But he wouldn’t. He watched the last of the children go by, wondering how they could consider blond and blue to be so perfect when true terror, true power, true… perfection.. came only in black and purple.

[yuuo.livejournal.com]

::disolves into a gibbering puddle of fangirl goo; bounces and squirms in her seat like an excited little puppy:: Oh god. Oh god. I love love love love this. So very very much. Ubermensch is a theme that's been bugging me for awhile- I knew that it would fit so perfectly into the setting of pre-WWII Germany and I knew it fit so perfectly with the homonculii and it was always right there but I could never get anything off of it, so I really really really wanted to see someone do it well liekwhoa.

I never considered using the actual Hitler Youth, and that? Is a stroke of genius, kthnx. Seriously. The way you handled this, with his thoughts cutting into the narration, and the way that there's just vague hints of something dangerously alluring between them and the subtle indication that Edward has control ("He was half tempted to turn the monster loose.") just make me happy all over. ♥

In short? I love you. *_______*