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Challenge #01179-C084: Musical Proposal

http://huppupbup.tumblr.com/post/140004561959/just-take-it -- Gallifreya

[AN: For those of you who've been living under a rock for the past five years or who've been avoiding Mystery Skulls Animated, Lewis' canonical last name is Pepper. He's the adopted son of two other Peppers who I've named Bel and Cayenne. There's no definitive names for the triplet sisters, so I'm going with Ebony, Ivory, and Chilli. (Black pepper, white pepper, chilli pepper...) Because theme naming is allegedly funny]

Vivi should have known something was up by the fact that this was happening at something of a family re-union. Though, with Lewis' sisters around, there was a family crowd in just one home. The second clue was that lots of Peppers seemed to be wearing their dancing shoes.

The third was the band.

She should have definitely known something was up when Lewis donned the headset mic'.

And then a familiar tune started.

They had changed the words, of course.

"When I became a Pepper, I was proud," Lewis sang. "I used to be alone in a crowd. But now you look around these days, there's a Pepper family craze..."

The deadbeats came out of nowhere, playing swelling violins. Grampa Sergeant[1] kept the time with his bass.

"I'm a Pepper, he's a Pepper, she's a Pepper, we're all Peppers... wouldn't you like to be a Pepper, too?" Fiery orbs manifested. One above Vivi and one above Arthur. There were cubes inside them. Untouched by the flames. They descended as Lewis finished the jingle. "I'm a Pepper, he's a Pepper, she's a Pepper. Wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too? If you accept," he landed on one knee, "you could be a Pepper too."

Vivi made an unholy squeaking noise.

Arthur stared agog at the jewellery. "Whoah," he said. And then, "I'm going to have that song in my head for a freaking WEEK, dude!"

"Just take it already!" shrieked Ivory, one of Lewis' triplet sisters.

Meanwhile, Ebony and Chilli were chanting, "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!"

Vivi managed to breathe in before she passed out. She looked to Arthur. "I'm game if you're game," she breathed.

Arthur relented. "Fine... Okay."

Roughly a hundred assorted Peppers cheered.

"But I'm allowed to hate you for the song until you can make it go away."

Lewis stood up. "You heard the man. Yellow Submarine in one, two, one, two, three, four..."

[1] Come on, you knew I was going there. Don't look at me like that.

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Thank you for your suggestion, but...

About a week ago, MeMum suggested that I should have breakfast before I go on my daily walk. Apparently it's supposed to help boost my metabolism and burn fat and thereby assist in losing weight.

It hasn't been that effective because I sit at my computer and browse Tumblr whilst I ingest. Because multi-tasking is a habit that's more or less expected, these days.

And once I'm done with breakfast, I automatically get started on my blog, story, and where applicable, my

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Challenge #01178-C083: Know Your Shit

Much like the most-well-known example of dragon blood, all manner of bodily fluids of various magical creatures are themselves a potent source of mana, quintessence, or other such magical powers, and thus are much sought-after by those inclined toward practicing arcane experimentations. Troll sweat, unicorn spit, mermaid tears, fairy urine... really, it's both fascinating and slightly disgusting what bizarre things wizards and alchemists are willing to buy from those who are willing to sell... -- Anon Guest

Ekumar was a Filth Dealer.

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I just found the best motto

So I was procrastinating more than usual [it's Saturday here. Ner] and in-between playing YouTube videos and Minecraft, when I spotted this post with its equally hilarious motto.

"Whatever doesn't kill me... had better start running"

I want to wear this on a shirt. I want to have it on a cap. I want some, highly visible garment that I can firkin wear everywhere and have people read it and smirk.

I firkin love that attitude.

Even if I don't have the

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Challenge #01176-C081: Free Spirits

Double day once again. Today's theme is This Old Haunted Mansion

1) The sceptic

2) The scaredycat -- Gallifreya

1)

"Now I have about twenty-five years of experience with practical special effects and building haunted houses for fun parks... this place claims to have real phenomena. Let's take a good look and see what we can copy."

Lots of the phenomena in the house could, indeed, be copied with practical special effects. Where he fell over, though, was searching for the plane

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Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season already?

I'm going through the tissues like they're going out of style, right now. It could be my hardy perennial self-neglect at at work, because I've not been taking my supplements... or it could be Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season.

Allergies are such fun.

I have a whole lot of sniffling and snorting and coughing and horking up linings of my bronchial tubes to look forwards to. For extremely limited definitions of "look forwards". Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season is hell. And I have one

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Challenge #01175-C080: Attitude Adjustment

Free prompt day! -- Anon Guest

[AN: Today's story is inspired by this attrociousness ]

Bill made his perfect woman. He more or less had to. The real bitches he tried to get along with universally hated him and he could never figure out why. He was perfectly nice to all of them, but... he inevitably wound up in the friendzone whenever he didn't earn himself another restraining order.

And now he was in what the internet kept referring to as "the Dudebro

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Firkin sleep issues

I woke up at 3AM again.

This time, I'm keeping a journal of my wakings and potential causes. See if there's a pattern. Confirm or deny what I already suspect.

And what I suspect is - my brain is its own worst enemy.

When I woke this morning, a weird dream turned into a real logistics battle in my head and then my thoughts wouldn't shut the fuck up. So I got up and worked on some fanfic because trying to go

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Challenge #01174-C079: In His Hands

http://squigglydigg.tumblr.com/post/117804055177

there is also the audio version (which has some additions)

http://chisanaai.tumblr.com/post/123306425008 -- Anon Guest

Vivi couldn't remember the last time she had seen Arthur like this. Not even during the Unpleasant Time that had shattered her memories. He was cursing a streak. Pale and perspiring and shivering and occasionally retching. And driving with just one aim in mind. To get Out.

There was a nightmare, she had it a lot just

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Ugh

Dentist appointment, today. Gonna get that plaque scraped off my teeth et cetera. And told that I might lose my front teeth if I'm not careful.

I'm being careful as much as I can, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to get artificial incisors. Sooner or later, it's going to happen. It's pretty much inevitable.

Fortunately, my dentist is just as invested in me keeping my teeth as I am.

What I am going to do is drag my little

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Challenge #01173-C078: My Neighbour Baq'oth'met

http://erinnightwalker.tumblr.com/post/124966976805/geostatonary-sixpenceee-a-house-i-pass-on-the

Steve and the antler guy -- Gallifreya

Suburbia. Realm of the bland, the ordinary. The whitebread and the boring. Or it would be if this wasn't a town named One Horse.

Steve Carol peered between the blinds at his neighbour's yard. The eight-foot Thing that lived next door gave him a cheery wave. "G00D M0RR0W N31GHB0UR ST3V3!"

"Don't you dare flip that man the bird," said Shannon pre-emptively. How she managed to do that when

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I am becoming an old fart

Or maybe I'm made of old farts, it's hard to tell. Or maybe it's the good old self-neglect at work.

I'm stiff. I'm sore. I'm worn out by going to the movies ffs. Going to bed doesn't give the rest it used to. The pillow is trying to kill me.

OK I probably need to find the right kind of pillow, but it seems to be an elusive beast that uses Brigadoon as it's sole habitat. Everything has memory foam cores, these

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Challenge #01172-C077: Forbidden Knowledge

http://gothiethefairy.tumblr.com/post/139710559083/seananmcguire-lizawithazed-roachpatrol -- Gallifreya

[AN: For the record, human skin makes really atrocious leather/parchment. I'm a writer. I research shit like this for fun]

The argument had gone something like this... If it was etched into a slab of granite, the information on it had to be really important.

Yes, said the opposing side. But there's also a reason why they moved a ten-ton slab of granite down the deepest pit that they had access to.

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Ah, Monday.

One more day of relative peace and quiet and I didn't get anything that I was gassing about doing... done.

Oh well.

We have plentiful amounts of foodstuffs, thanks to a trip down to Golden Circle and Dicksons' [and more money was spent on Unsuitable Food than what you might call the genuine article]. I do have a bargain tray of Chook Thighs, so that and some simmer sauce is doubtless going to come to a pleasant arrangement in the not-too-distant future.

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Challenge #01170-C075: A Steep Learning Curve

http://ciphereye.tumblr.com/post/133631431291/fuzzydeergirl-ciphereye-ciphereye-love

and

http://jyushimastsu.tumblr.com/post/133888975578/this-post-is-all-i-ever-needed-clic-on-it-holy -- Gallifreya

1)

It was a comfortable domestic scene, despite the fact that it was happening inside a mansion. Sans lounged and dozed on the softest couch by the tepid fire as Toriel carefully brushed and combed Frisk's hair.

Frisk was loving it, Sans could tell. The way they leaned into every single caring touch was a dead give-away.

And then Toriel said it. "I think it

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