Jiggady
31-08-2004, 06:20
.oh they're tops at skiing. If you've never seen an elephant ski, then you've never been on acid." -Eddie Izzard
this was done a long while ago, thought it would be fun to do it again. Rping a drug trip, put your character in and have them see the craziest stuff.
WARNING: Drug content, may not be suitable for minors..let loose have fun.
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.
Hunter S. Thompson
ic:
It had been another usual day for James, class draged on and he listened with half interest jotting down every other word that the professor said. The acid was slowly kicking in and he started to slowly bob his head in a rythmic pattern.
Slowly the letters on the blackboard began to dance about, the B's first followed quickly by the Z's and Y's...twirling about the rest of the letters until they all joined in; the A's were the last to join. A smile crept across James' face as he tried to write the notes in his pages in the fashion of their movements on the board. A light laugh escaped his mouth and the rest of the class turned to look at him. He opened his mouth to explain, but thought better of it and put his head back down finally glad that the day would start to get interesting.
Ten minutes later he was finally out of the class and walking in the fresh air, James immediately knew that a trip to Walmart would be necessary to prepare for the rest of the day. A passing dog had taken the time to stop its daily stroll and shoot the breeze with James.
"What you will do and see tonight will both astound and amaze you, but it probably wont; most likely though you wont remember any of it. Just be wary of the one-eyed-jack." With that the lab walked off and took a dump on the stairs leading up to the philosophy department.
"stupid talking dogs." James said aloud. A passing girl looked at him for a moment, a ten foot tounge flicked out of her mouth and she was gone before James even knew she was there. He found Matt and Joe, finally the fun would begin.
The car slithered about the narrow streets, avoiding all of the garbage cans that were walking out in front of them. James didnt mind though, he wasnt driving; he sat in the back seat and slowly bobbed his head, every radio station was playing Jefferson Airplane.
Five more minutes passed, really though it was an hour, and they sat in the parking lot of Walmart. Finally the fun would really start.......
this was done a long while ago, thought it would be fun to do it again. Rping a drug trip, put your character in and have them see the craziest stuff.
WARNING: Drug content, may not be suitable for minors..let loose have fun.
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.
Hunter S. Thompson
ic:
It had been another usual day for James, class draged on and he listened with half interest jotting down every other word that the professor said. The acid was slowly kicking in and he started to slowly bob his head in a rythmic pattern.
Slowly the letters on the blackboard began to dance about, the B's first followed quickly by the Z's and Y's...twirling about the rest of the letters until they all joined in; the A's were the last to join. A smile crept across James' face as he tried to write the notes in his pages in the fashion of their movements on the board. A light laugh escaped his mouth and the rest of the class turned to look at him. He opened his mouth to explain, but thought better of it and put his head back down finally glad that the day would start to get interesting.
Ten minutes later he was finally out of the class and walking in the fresh air, James immediately knew that a trip to Walmart would be necessary to prepare for the rest of the day. A passing dog had taken the time to stop its daily stroll and shoot the breeze with James.
"What you will do and see tonight will both astound and amaze you, but it probably wont; most likely though you wont remember any of it. Just be wary of the one-eyed-jack." With that the lab walked off and took a dump on the stairs leading up to the philosophy department.
"stupid talking dogs." James said aloud. A passing girl looked at him for a moment, a ten foot tounge flicked out of her mouth and she was gone before James even knew she was there. He found Matt and Joe, finally the fun would begin.
The car slithered about the narrow streets, avoiding all of the garbage cans that were walking out in front of them. James didnt mind though, he wasnt driving; he sat in the back seat and slowly bobbed his head, every radio station was playing Jefferson Airplane.
Five more minutes passed, really though it was an hour, and they sat in the parking lot of Walmart. Finally the fun would really start.......