Say Something Random!

[Salkium]

"I don't care." What a stupid name for a road that drifts to an endless pit of existence. It's just so boring to even have a place like that. I wonder if it's a normal place, but I don't care. But what if I do care? Just normal things happen and that road is just as normal as possible. Or is that just something that crosses my mind of being so normal? I will not care if it is normal, but who would care? I don't think anyone would just because they hate normal and that just ties into the fact that I hate my boring normal life all this whole time. Even everyone around me are so normal and have nothing interesting at all about them. Or do they, yet I don't care. Or should I care? That is another thing I should look up before I get ahead of myself and think that people are just normal and everything around me is just normal. Or should I just care that they are normal and I'm just the crazy one that is running around. Yet I still don't care and nor should others if we all are normal and that no one is interesting to themselves but themselves. Just a thought and a question that is normal to everything else.

[Dark Gentleman]

Blue is a color. It is also a sad state of being. Most people like blue, but don't want to be blue. Others may actually prefer being blue while not actually liking the color itself. There are also those who wish to have nothing to do with either the color or the feeling. I have no opinion on the matter.

[Salkium]

I feel that everyone loves the color of gray. It's a solid color that is just as normal as anything else. Or who cares what color the carpet is.

[Dark Gentleman]

I have no strong feelings whatsoever on this day. I may feel differently tomorrow, but probably not. Unless I do.

[Salkium]

A normal day and nothing to do, and don't care. Yet, I've got to go here, but I don't really want to go.

[Dark Gentleman]

*Opens mouth as if he is about to say something... only to realize with a look of utter horror on his face that this is the SAY something random game! Franticly tries to mime what he was about to say and attempts to speak, but no sound leaves his mouth. Bangs fist on ground in defeat*

[Salkium]

*Moves across the room while doing the moonwalk. Puts hands up in the air in joy*

[Silver]

"I've discovered the truth about that Shadow guy." -Kid Brad
"What?! So, who the hell is he?!" -Kuroyanagi Ryou
"Don't be too surprised. That Shadow guy is... a pantomimer!" -Kid
"A pantomimer?" -Kuro-yan
"And, he's supposedly as good as the world-renowned genius pantomimer, Marcel Marceau! That's how good he's supposed to be." -Kid
"As good as Marcel Marceau?!" -Kuro-yan
"Marcel Marceau. The greatest pantomimer on Earth. A genius who mimed everything, including aging, life, and death." -Narrator
"Shadow is equal to the godlike Marcel Marceau, you say?" -Kuro-yan
"Hey, you. You ass. You dropped me again. Hey, you. Pick up the receiver. You ass." -Kid (Yakitate!! Japan)

[Salkium]

Now class, this poem you need to know by next week so lets see what poem you have to memorize:

Opens book and finds a note: "I am the killer behind you"
Turning around gets head cut off.

"Now class the new assignment is to say these words," Killer says.

"Thy love isn't with thee anymore. Thee love is gone."

[Josiah]

*Walks into a classroom and writers Silver's quote on the board. Mimes a laugh then mimes a cry. Shrugs and mimes climbing up a ladder and out of the building.*

[Salkium]

I will give you this assignment and you better complete it before you go home class:

A short story of a mime that dies from his killer in the most painful way; a normal day where no one cares.

[Josiah]

Layton: "What luck, we found a hidden puzzle!"
Me: "Um, aren't you supposed to be running away from those guys with guns right now?"
(me playing Professor Layton and the Unwound Future)

[PoisonWing14]

Me: Eat Snowball! *throws snowball*
*snowball travels 3 feet and fall on sidewalk*
Me: Ummmm...
Friend: *Laughs so hard, he falls in a snowbank* Grrr...
Me: I can still beat you, without beating you!

- Me, showing that, even though I'm not that good at snowball fights, I can still win.

[Puyon]

Generic Person A: What's in that blue folder of yours...?
Me: Huh...?
Generic Person B: Oh! Let me look inside of it.
Me: *huge sense of danger* U-uhhh.... LOOK A SOCK!
Generic People: *looks other direction* Uh... we did not just fall for that.
Me: Nobody sees the inside of this art folder!!! NOBODY! *running*

-Me, showing that if people don't listen clearly, they can look very stupid in the end-

[Doodleshark]

"Huh. I guess chainsaws do come in small packages." (( I forget the source, but for some reason this quote makes me laugh. ))