One dark night... : 無料・フリー素材/写真
One dark night... / suthernsir
| ライセンス | クリエイティブ・コモンズ 表示-継承 2.1 |
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| 説明 | It all started when our protagonist, RJ45, woke up in a swamp. It was the sixth time it had happened. Feeling overwhelmingly worried, RJ45 grabbed a fork, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Unexpectedly, he realized that his beloved copper pin was missing! Immediately he called his sworn enemy, Cable. RJ45 had known Cable for (plus or minus) 11,000 years, the majority of which were saucy ones. Cable was unique. He was ingenious though sometimes a little... annoying. RJ45 called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Cable picked up to a very happy RJ45. Cable calmly assured him that most bunnies yawn before mating, yet kittens usually charismatically yawn *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting RJ45. Why was Cable trying to distract RJ45? Because he had snuck out from RJ45's with the copper pin only seven days prior. It was a saucy little copper pin... how could he resist? It didn't take long before RJ45 got back to the subject at hand: his copper pin. Cable turned red. Relunctantly, Cable invited him over, assuring him they'd find the copper pin. RJ45 grabbed his piano and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Cable realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the copper pin and he had to do it skillfully. He figured that if RJ45 took the truck, he had take at least six minutes before RJ45 would get there. But if he took the time machine? Then Cable would be extraordinarily screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Cable was interrupted by ten selfish dust bunnys that were lured by his copper pin. Cable sighed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling angered, he skillfully reached for his stapler and fearlessly stroked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the desert, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the time machine rolling up. It was RJ45.----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Jim's House of Wings to pick up a 12-pack of spoons, so he knew he was running late. With a careful leap, RJ45 was out of the time machine and went exotically jaunting toward Cable's front door. Meanwhile inside, Cable was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the copper pin into a box of forks and then slid the box behind his couch. Cable was concerned but at least the copper pin was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Cable wildly purred. With a skillful push, RJ45 opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some clueless jerk in a 5.0 Mustang,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Cable assured him. RJ45 took a seat proximate to where Cable had hidden the copper pin. Cable sneezed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But RJ45 was distracted. Out of nowhere, Cable noticed a abrasive look on RJ45's face. RJ45 slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Cable felt a stabbing pain in his back when RJ45 asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the copper pin right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A insensitive look started to form on RJ45's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's salt shakers from when she used to have pet kittens. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. RJ45 nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Cable could react, RJ45 randomly lunged toward the box and opened it. The copper pin was plainly in view. RJ45 stared at Cable for what what must've been eight seconds. Soon afterward, Cable groped surreptitiously in RJ45's direction, clearly desperate. RJ45 grabbed the copper pin and bolted for the door. It was locked. Cable let out a enticing chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, RJ45,' he rebuked. Cable always had been a little annoying, so RJ45 knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Cable did something crazy, like... start chucking butterknifes at him or something. Suddenly, he gripped his copper pin tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Cable looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from RJ45. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for RJ45. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Cable walked over to the window and looked down. RJ45 was gone.----o0o---- Just yonder, RJ45 was struggling to make his way through the cornfield behind Cable's place. RJ45 had severely hurt his back during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral dust bunnys suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the copper pin. One by one they latched on to RJ45. Already weakened from his injury, RJ45 yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of dust bunnys running off with his copper pin. But then God came down with His intelligent smile and restored RJ45's copper pin. Feeling concerned, God smote the dust bunnys for their injustice. Then He got in His '82 Corolla and whizzed away with the fortitude of 200,000 wallabies running from a misshapen pack of bunnies. RJ45 shimmied with joy when he saw this. His copper pin was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in six minutes his favorite TV show, The Times, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When capybaras meet pipe bomb'). RJ45 was pleased. And so, everyone except Cable and a few hand grenade-toting kittens lived blissfully happy, forever after.*** L337 Story Generator v1.0*** Written by Derek Clark. Copyright © www.the-elite.net ~ 2004-2005*** Forever pwning with earnest.www.the-elite.net/---/story/ |
| 撮影日 | 2006-09-13 01:12:47 |
| 撮影者 | suthernsir |
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| カメラ | C5060WZ , OLYMPUS CORPORATION |
| 露出 | 0.1 sec (1/10) |
| 開放F値 | f/3.2 |