Purpose in his Step and a Gleam in his Knee

[telophase]

Death Note Mad Lib time!

Pulled out from the comments in the DO SOMETHING CREATIVE FOR ME post, just to see what people will come up with. No serious spoilers if you already know of the existence of MELLO and NEAR.

Make a list of words, following these specifications, before clicking the cut tag.

_body part_
_adjective_
_adjective_
_organization_
_verb_
_nouns_
_verb, past tense_
_plural noun_
_adjective_
_adjective_
_adjective_
_noun_
_noun_
_verb, past tense_
_adjective_
_adjective_
_item of clothing_
_weapon_
_adverb_
_weather_
_body part_



Mello crouched on his _body part_ in the _adjective_ alley and sighed. It had been a _adjective_ day and was only going to get worse. The _organization_ members he'd hooked up with to _verb_ Kira proved to be total _nouns_ after all, much as he'd feared, and although he'd _verb, past tense_ the odds of this set of _plural noun_ occuring as better than even, there was a _adjective_ part of him that had hoped this time he would come out ahead of that _adjective_ _adjective_ _noun_, Near.

Well. This train of _noun_ was going nowhere quickly, and it wasn't going to get him any closer to Kira. He _verb, past tense_ again, stood up, pulled his _adjective_ hood back up over his head, concealing his _adjective_, memorable scar, patted his _item of clothing_ pocket to ensure the _weapon_ was hidden, yet _adverb_ accessible, and strode off into the _weather_, purpose in his step and a gleam in his _body part_.


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cicer's entry ended up:

Mello crouched on his arm in the stinky alley and sighed. It had been a shiny day and was only going to get worse. The P.E.T.A members he'd hooked up with to hurt Kira proved to be total oranges after all, much as he'd feared, and although he'd ate the odds of this set of nuns occuring as better than even, there was a big part of him that had hoped this time he would come out ahead of that firm long key, Near.

Well. This train of leaves was going nowhere quickly, and it wasn't going to get him any closer to Kira. He crouched again, stood up, pulled his wet hood back up over his head, concealing his good, memorable scar, patted his underwear pocket to ensure the knife was hidden, yet slowly accessible, and strode off into the tsunami, purpose in his step and a gleam in his knee.

Comments

[mscongeniality.livejournal.com]

Mello crouched on his hand in the funny alley and sighed. It had been a dumb day and was only going to get worse. The FEMA members he'd hooked up with to anger Kira proved to be total cats after all, much as he'd feared, and although he'd led the odds of this set of dogs occuring as better than even, there was a bright part of him that had hoped this time he would come out ahead of that shiny new toy, Near.

Well. This train of car was going nowhere quickly, and it wasn't going to get him any closer to Kira. He drove again, stood up, pulled his red-hot hood back up over his head, concealing his dirty, memorable scar, patted his hat pocket to ensure the knife was hidden, yet dangerously accessible, and strode off into the storm, purpose in his step and a gleam in his foot.

[telophase.livejournal.com]

XD Special hat with concealed-weapon pocket! And hood of molten metal!

[mscongeniality.livejournal.com]

I suspect I would be more amused if I had ever read this series. As it is, though mad-libs are always good for a giggle.

[telophase.livejournal.com]

:D My mother swears by using "fluffy" as one of the adjectives in any mad-lib to make it funny, and I have found that using "Pepto-Bismol" every time they ask for a liquid is pretty much guaranteed to produce a howler. :D

[ewein2412]

"that UGLY, RANDOM BLACKBERRY, NEAR!!!"

[telophase.livejournal.com]

I shall now be shrieking "NEAR, YOU UGLY, RANDOM BLACKBERRY!!" every time he does something. XD

[myrabidpetspoon.livejournal.com]

I shall be yelling this at ANYONE anytime they do ANYTHING. XD

[cicer.livejournal.com]

*spittake* That literally made me laugh out loud. That is so my new favorite insult.

[i-smile.livejournal.com]

People ought to do madlib fics more often. You learn all sorts of things. Like, for my part, I didn't know that monocles had pockets. But now I do! :D

[telophase.livejournal.com]

Hey, man, we are an edjukational program!!

[batwrangler.livejournal.com]

Horray for edutainment!

[ewein2412]

Barrettes have pockets too, apparently.

[myrabidpetspoon.livejournal.com]

Mello crouched on his HEAD in the KINKY alley and sighed. It had been a AMAZERING day and was only going to get worse. The ORGINAZATION XIII members he'd hooked up with to DANCE Kira proved to be total PANTIES after all, much as he'd feared, and although he'd STOLE the odds of this set of MUSICALS occuring as better than even, there was a SEXY part of him that had hoped this time he would come out ahead of that STINKY, MAGICAL N64, Near.

Well. This train of WAND was going nowhere quickly, and it wasn't going to get him any closer to Kira. He , SANG again, stood up, pulled his BEAUTIFUL hood back up over his head, concealing his FIERCE, memorable scar, patted his BRA pocket to ensure the FOAM SWORD was hidden, yet QUICKLY accessible, and strode off into the PARTLY CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF RAIN, purpose in his step and a gleam in his BOOTY.

[telophase.livejournal.com]

I'd completely forgotten about the existence of this post. XDD

[near-sucks.livejournal.com]

Mello crouched on his CROTCH in the SEXY alley and sighed. It had been a SAKUJO-ISH day and was only going to get worse. The Hershey's members he'd hooked up with to BONDAGE Kira proved to be total MATT'S ASS after all, much as he'd feared, and although he'd FUCKEDLYED the odds of this set of KIRA'S TOOTHBRUSH occurring as better than even, there was a SCREWABLE part of him that had hoped this time he would come out ahead of that MONKEY-ISH, MISA-UGLY, MELLO, Near.

Well. This train of NEAR was going nowhere quickly, and it wasn't going to get him any closer to Kira. He SAKUJOEDLEY again, stood up, pulled his CROTCHJUICE hood back up over his head, concealing his AWESOME, memorable scar, patted his SOCK pocket to ensure the WATERGUN was hidden, yet SEDUCTIVELY accessible, and strode off into the APOCALYPSE, purpose in his step and a gleam in his EYEBALL.