Prompt Post

[lit-gal.livejournal.com]

Okay, I officially hate myself. After all, no one else put words into the prompt generator, and since the prompt generator is officially evil, I must be evil.

Arrhizal

Yeah, yeah, I don't expect anyone knows that one... not unless we have some biology people amongst us. So, check out here and here and here.  Enjoy those limericks, and (might I ask) what is the point of a limerick that isn't dirty?

And remember, as always, you can interpret that as you like. Me, I have no idea what the hell I'm going to do, so let the whining begin.

Comments

[smwright.livejournal.com]

ok, so we're talking like an air fern or something? spanish moss? too bad i'm in friggin LONDON!!!

How did I know Week 30 would be something like this? Are you sure the generator is random???

I am officially screwed. I think. Where is Declan's arse? I need to start pulling something out of it.

[lit-gal.livejournal.com]

Remember, you can interpret it metaphorically... accuse a person of being arrhizal. Focus on someone or something being rootless. Focus on someone or something being parasitic.

Not that any of that helps me right now, but I'll think of something. And yes, the generator is random, but you should see some of the shit in it: Entheogen, blood, sweat & hysterics, A journey of a thousand miles starts with a quick stumble, Ameterasu. I'm telling you, there's weird, evil damn shit in there.