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[karra]

1. Open your playlist, set it on random
2. List the first ten songs that play, pick lyrics from them that you like.
3. Take other "writer's" playlist, and use as prompts.


I will post my playlist below.  I...imagine it means using your own rp characters. Idea?

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[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

Probably! But you know me I might build small AUs around them if I wanna. See ya in a bit!

[karra.livejournal.com]

aus are awesome, so.

[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

1. Heaven smiles above me; what a gift here below.
2. Tonic says just a swallow; snaps you back like a twig til you waken a bit confused.
3. And soon it will be all said and done and we'll all be back together.
4. Shame on us for all we have done; may God have mercy on our dirty little hearts.
5. Feelin' like a hand in rusted shame; so do you laugh at those who cry?
6. One more medicated peaceful moment. Give me one more medicated peaceful moment.
7. I'm sorry, I don't mean to remember; It's true that I dream less often.
8. Oh but what they don't know is something's been leading me on, over the wall, at night while you're away.
9. We can leave all the past behind; I can see right through the whole façade.
10.Whatsoever I've feared has come to life; Whatsoever I've fought off became my life

Shame on us for all we have done; may God have mercy on our dirty little hearts.

[was-sleeping.livejournal.com]

In some weird, small, crazy way? Discovering that she was an Active, that she wasn't real was almost a relief. Eventually. Sort of. Knowing that she wasn't some moral, ethical doctor who had apparently had some kind of odd breach of mind and decided to come and work for the Dollhouse...it made a lot of things make more sense.

It didn't make her less angry. It didn't mean this place bothered her less. It didn't stop her from putting a mouse in Topher's starch drawer.

But it helped.

3. And soon it will be all said and done and we'll all be back together.

[karra.livejournal.com]

The Dollhouse shut down, prelude to a war. They let all their actives go. They didn't go far. Spread throughout the city. Some in pairs, some alone. They hadn't really gone through the exit process. They didn't really have any sense of what they were doing anymore.

The world ended soon after that. One robocall throughout the city, and people became blank. Like Dolls, but not. Some got imprinted, some didn't. Butchers and dumbshows.

Slowly, very slowly, the dolls made their way back home.

Oh but what they don't know is something's been leading me on, over the wall, at night while you're

[karra.livejournal.com]

Nearly two thousand years of waiting and watching and waiting and barely living. Awake all day, all night, day after day and night after night. Waiting for the Pandorica to open, talking to the Pandorica. To Amy inside. Waiting for the Doctor to return. Wars to begin and wars to end. Waiting for history. Becoming history. Becoming myth and legend.

But always, always staying Rory.

We can leave all the past behind; I can see right through the whole façade.

[karra.livejournal.com]

Allison would be happier, she thought, if she could forget about the war. The machines. Everything in it. Her past. His future.

Playlisty

[karra.livejournal.com]

1. I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
2. Well you're built like a car, you got a hubcap diamond star halo
3. You should be sleeping my love, tell me what you're dreaming of
4. Is this a road going nowhere?
5. I like my stupid life just the way it is
And the chaos that surrounds me like a flock of screaming pigs
And it hurts my brain to think of all the stupid things I've said
And if I could change the future I would change the past instead
6. They come awake, the dead parade, fresh souls in the cornfield
7. This is the house
Come on in
This is the house
Built on sin
This is the house
Nobody lives
This is the house
You get what you give
8. More than I can hold in my hands, running through the cracks like water
9. What seems to be is always better than nothing.
10. Completely consumed, you're coming unglued

1. I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

No one went out during the day, in the future. Well, not no one, just very few people. He asked why - metal could track heat signatures, things like that. What did it matter if they were in the daylight or not?

Allison reminded him that metal wasn't all that they were fighting. There were Grays and just outright horrible people who'd kill the lot of them just for antibiotics. He didn't ask any more questions that week.

9. What seems to be is always better than nothing.

[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

The unspoken question was what would happen if one of them was sent back, as seemed to happen over and over again in the City. They never asked; Amy might or might not have gone out of her way to avoid commenting on the messages of others who had lost someone, or felt the need to let everyone else know that a particular person was gone.

She liked the City, overall. The people were interesting and there was always something to do. She wasn't likely to get bored. But she felt there was always this pull, this draw for the both of them to hurry up and do as much living together as possible because neither of them knew when it was all going to fall apart. It was like they had even more to lose with this second change.

[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

I like my stupid life just the way it is
And the chaos that surrounds me like a flock of screaming pigs
And it hurts my brain to think of all the stupid things I've said
And if I could change the future I would change the past instead

The war didn't last very long at all. A decade, maybe, much shorter than his mother had been told or his father had lived through the first time around. Only this time he didn't live through it. Neither did Derrick, or most of the unit. Most of the Resistance. Most of humanity.

What did remain learned to adapt. Embrace technology, metal. The ones from Asia, the ones more like people than machines. The ones like John Henry. The ones with souls, some said, and the ones with hearts. The ones who were actually interested in helping humanity rebuild.

Those who didn't adapt blamed everyone. The Resistance, the new machines. John hid from his past, from his inability to find Allison Young when she went missing near the end of the war, from his inability to save anyone he cared about. He hid and he kept on the move, a random face in a random place every other month.

He didn't look for her. He had and then he'd lost everything else and he thought he couldn't stand to know for sure. That he wasn't certain which would be worse: learning she'd died or learning she'd moved on at some point.

So he ran from the possibility of either.

[agirl-gonemad.livejournal.com]

1. I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

She'd give them the stars if she could (just remember how to get there) because it was such an astounding sight. There was nothing like it (not even flying or the haze of the strongest sedative working only half strength) but she knew that Fracta and Genius with their instincts to go underground (hide from the sun and the monster's on the planet's surface) wouldn't get the same sense of amazement from it as she recalled deep in her bones.

So she sat on the rooftops and wished on the wind.