http://jerusalem-s.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-17 07:27 am
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Journalism Class - Thursday November 17

Sitting on Spider's desk is one of these. Beside it is a small placard reading 'One hundred words on your thoughts/reactions, please. Exactly.'





((OOC: And to avoid any misunderstandings, ignore the numbers. I didn't have time to remove them from the picture.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-17 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander frowns at the desk when he arrives, but sits down and dutifully begins to write:

I used to be able to forget that there's one of those inside everybody I know. Inside me. Or maybe not forget, but at least ignore it. I used to use the bio-lab skeleton as a ventriloquist dummy. Now, though... Maybe I've seen too many of them that used to belong to people I'd seen being people? Walking around and talking, before something ripped their head off or turned them into a puddle of slime, and all that's left is this shape that was hiding inside all along. Even vampires, when you kill them, that's the last thing to disappear.