i don't know if I want to say 'confuse me' or not.

[raisedbymoogles]

Stolen from senmut.

Post the first line of a story here, and I'll write the next five. No context or prompts, just a line, and if I don't twig who it is then you'll get something slightly surreal back!

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[raisedbymoogles]

"...that's fair," Peter muttered, face-down in unspeakable kitchen detritus. Parker luck, right on schedule.

But the thing about Parker luck was that as reliably bad as it was, now and then it threw him a bone right when he needed one. Elmyra was surveying him with the air of an annoyed middle school teacher, but as Peter brushed himself down another groan caught her attention, and she watched with mild amazement as the guy in the nice suit dragged himself up from the bushes where he'd landed after Peter knocked him off the roof.

"On second thought," Elmyra said faintly, watching the Turk grumpily limp away, "would you like to come in for coffee?"


(springboards off from this ficbit)