View Full Version : Shippingitp III: We Make Love (And Sometimes War)
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-29, 06:12 PM
WARNING: This thread contains romance between forum members. While kept within the PG rating of this thread, it may still disturb anyone who reads it. Brain Acid lake is down the street to the right, but it is shared with AMEN. Best to bring your own.
Rules:
Keep it forum friendly.
No overly sexual stuff.
Each pairing must have at least one forum member.
When posting a fic please state above the story who you're shipping.
Only post fic about people who have given their permission in this thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=86308) or after making sure they've given permission somewhere.
Helpful stuffs:
Definition of Shipping (no, it is not to package things and send them...atleast, not in this context) (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=shipping)
First Thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=86244)
Second Thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=89112)
The next post is reserved for the index, which will be updated when I get the time to do it...
Indexed so far: Thread One and Two! Three to p.49
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-29, 06:17 PM
Artists A - N
Alexeduardo
The Death of the Crimson Mage Part One – MasatoHyuga/Thanatos (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4869400&postcount=246)
The Death of the Crimson Mage Part Two – MasatoHyuga/Thanatos (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4869425&postcount=247)
Aziraphale
Ships to Sail- Aziraphale/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616621&postcount=36)
Porecelain -Curly/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616041&postcount=8)
Wedding- Curly/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4619658&postcount=149)
Test Failure - Curly/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5445652&postcount=1131)
Happyturtle/Dr. Horrible (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4649318&postcount=584)
Jibar/Serp (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4619658&postcount=149)
The Many Moods of Master Aziraphale – ‘zira/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4868158&postcount=231)
A Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4868684&postcount=239)
Letter II (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4868975&postcount=243)
To Satisfy Mordokai’s Desires (”http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4899499&postcount=341”)
Callos_DeTerran
Callos/EE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617489&postcount=66)
Phoekun/Sweetrein (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4620508&postcount=194)
Phoekun/Sweetrein 2 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4636779&postcount=443)
Bitzeralis
The Legend of the Cartographer’s Pen Book One, Chapter One, Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4896702&postcount=330)
Calamity
Hate Is Love – Calamity/Zeratul (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051816&postcount=793)
Cassie
[Unnamed Fic] - Gezina/DD (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5207101&postcount=113)
Cristo Meyers
Mi'ir(Cristo)/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4758078&postcount=1231)
Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4790023&postcount=1470)
Bzzz - Spirit (Cristo)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5415689&postcount=860)
Bzzz Epilogue - Spirit (Cristo)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5418437&postcount=897)
Heist - Spirit (Cristo)/TwoBit/Dirk Kris (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5423129&postcount=986)
Dark Moon Rising 1 - 2 (http://cristo-meyers.livejournal.com/3286.html)
Dark Moon Rising 3 - 4 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5035821&postcount=704)
Dark Moon Rising 5 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5052382&postcount=800)
Dark Moon Rising 6 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5078764&postcount=941)
Dark Moon Rising 7-8 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5118612&postcount=1207)
Dark Moon Rising 9 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5233018&postcount=232)
Dark Moon Rising 11 - Old Habits Die Hard (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5400900&postcount=721)
Dark Moon Rising 12 - The Dead Queen (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5411190&postcount=795)
Dark Moon Rising 13 - Tales Given Form (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5411190&postcount=795)
Dark Moon Rising - Lessons (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5411190&postcount=795)
Dark Moon Rising 15 - New Moon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5429176&postcount=998)
Dark Moon Rising 16 - Voices In the Dark (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5429176&postcount=998)
Dark Moon Rising 17 - Dreams and Reality (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5441692&postcount=1065)
Dark Moon Rising 18 - Silence (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5441692&postcount=1065)
Dark Moon Rising 19 - Dead Rising (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5452430&postcount=1268)
Curly
Musical Insanity- Amotis/Player_Zero (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4638902&postcount=458)
Swans- Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4650092&postcount=599)
Swallows Pt. One – ‘zira/Crowley (Good Omens) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4988217&postcount=471)
Swallows Part Two – ‘zira/Crowley (Good Omens) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5171994&postcount=1402)
A Simu-Crush -Aziraphale/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616482&postcount=28)
Wonderwall- Aziraphale/Kaelaroth (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4678402&postcount=832)
A Discussion on Hats- Aziraphale/Rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4628848&postcount=357)
Theft – Bath/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4807868&postcount=58)
Cats and Their Curiosity- B-Man/Sweetrein (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4638902&postcount=458)
United by Music- Banjo1985/Elan (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621374&postcount=208)
So Would This Be An Extra-Religio Affair?- Banjo1985/Haley (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627139&postcount=307)
College Buses- Calamity/Dihan (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4655507&postcount=661)
Don't Stop Me Now- Calamity/Dihan (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4689879&postcount=984)
Sodom and Gomorrah - Calamity/FoE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4615476&postcount=879)
Ill Met By Moonlight- Calamity/Haley (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623254&postcount=271)
Random Encounters- Callos/Lexkat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623254&postcount=271)
In The Kitchen - Cassie/Exy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4615585&postcount=889)
Fall - Cobra/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5201813&postcount=40)
Basking in the Sun- Cobra_Ikari/Serpentine (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621625&postcount=229)
Spread Your Wings- Cristo/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4675381&postcount=801)
Bad Bard!-Cristo/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4644731&postcount=511)
Lets Keep This Short And Sweet- Curly/Dallas-Dakota (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627421&postcount=317)
A Shared Passion- Curly/DRider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627139&postcount=307)
Her Hair. Its Soft Like Feathers- Curly/DRider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4666921&postcount=743)
Falling Part One - Game Start - Curly/Mordokai/The Dyrad (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5248255&postcount=258)
Falling Part Two - The Players Meet - Curly/Mordokai/The Dryad (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5249007&postcount=262)
Falling Part Three - Love Quadrangles? - Curly/Mordokai/The Dryad (Flora)/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5398191&postcount=685)
Falling Part Four - Summer Lovin' - Curly/Mordokai/Flora/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5404804&postcount=753)
I’m Going Slightly Mad (set in Helgraf’s Mad Season) – Curly/Renfield (Helgraf) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5012891&postcount=615)
A Hidden Truth- Curly/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617030&postcount=48)
Who Wants to Live Forever?- Curly/Radikalskippy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4684673&postcount=918)
A Dream Of You In A World Without You - DD/Calamity (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5217590&postcount=171)
Brand New Morning- Dallas-Dakota/DRider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4634829&postcount=431)
I Want To Break Free – DD/rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5007579&postcount=557)
A Heart As Soft as Dough- Dihan/Jibar (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616763&postcount=40)
Artists Block- Dr.Bath/Sneak (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616482&postcount=28)
Cleanliness is Next to Godliness- Dr.Bath/Radikalskippy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4661329&postcount=701)
Angel - Drider/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5268092&postcount=289)
A Tea Party - Ego/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=4615423#post4615423) -THE FIRST EVER SHIP! REDISCOVERED!
Judging- Ego Slayer/Serpentine (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621625&postcount=229)
Love Of My Life - Gezina/fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5207202&postcount=118)
Caught on the Wing- Haruki-Kun/Phoekun (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4628848&postcount=357)
A Shop in Mexico- Haruki-Kun/radikalskippy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617393&postcount=63)
Wings- Haruki-kun/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623254&postcount=271)
Smiting – Not Really As Bad As People Think – Helgraf/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4981307&postcount=455)
Dreamers- Helgraf/Shadow (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4696944&postcount=1033)
You Don’t Fool Me – Jibar/Phoe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5013483&postcount=621)
Champagne Supernova- Kaelaroth/rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4678402&postcount=832)
You’re My Best Friend – Kaela/’zira (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5081848&postcount=969)
Close Encounters- Kneenibble/Player_Zero (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617393&postcount=63)
Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon – Kneenibble/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5081848&postcount=969)
Bohemian Rhapsody- Kneenibble/Rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4673366&postcount=772)
Killer Queen- Lissou/Zar Peter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4674879&postcount=789)
The Show Must Go On- Lord Magtok/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4675123&postcount=793)
Enemy Mine- Lord Magtok/Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621374&postcount=208)
Veneers – Maggy/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5095375&postcount=1070)
AMENshipping - a series of events, romances and happenings set in ‘Classic’ AMEN – Maggy/Vespe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5075818&postcount=919)
AMENshipping - a series of events, romances and happenings set in Classic AMEN - All Hallows Eve (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205031&postcount=49)
A Shade of Blue Begins, the New Dawn- Mauve Shirt/Purple Cloak (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623254&postcount=271)
Absence - MC/Calamity (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5190808&postcount=1466)
I Love Rock And Roll- Moff Chumley/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4690224&postcount=995)
Outraged - Mordokai/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5352792&postcount=563) - definition drabble
Accentuate - Mordokai/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5370563&postcount=594) - definition drabble
Domicile - Mordokai/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5384361&postcount=635) - definition drabble
Alienist - Mordokai/Mi'ir/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5396283&postcount=666) - definition drabble
Prolix - Mordokai/Mi'ir (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5403175&postcount=745) - definition drabble
Dragoon - Mordokai/Mi'ir (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5409955&postcount=778) - definition drabble
Ineffable - Mordokai/Mi'ir/Helgraf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5412467&postcount=806) - definition drabble
Golem - Mordokai/Mi'ir/(Hel)Graf/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5418554&postcount=901) - definition drabble
Jurisprudence - Mordokai/Mi'ir/Graf/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5426758&postcount=995) - definition drabble
Lothario - Mordokai/Mi'ir/Graf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5450505&postcount=1252) - definition drabble (sequel to Helgraf's Definition definition drabble
Exculpate - Mordokai/Mi'ir/Graf/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5454653&postcount=1305) - definition drabble
Never Getting Closer- Phase/Zar Peter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623397&postcount=276)
Too Much Love Will Kill You – Phoe/fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5082277&postcount=973)
Scourge Inc. - An Epic Floor Romance (Shipping Inc. ‘Part’ Five) – Phoe/Helgraf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5061722&postcount=837)
Another Face - Phoe/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5231532&postcount=226)
Indigo Light- Player_Zero/Purple Cloak (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623254&postcount=271)
My Dearest Friend – Player_Zero/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051499&postcount=788)
I Want It All – Ra1ser/Mechafox (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5122364&postcount=1220)
Anotherone Bites the Dust-RHL/Randman (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4674325&postcount=785)
Mazed- RHL/Jareth (Labyrinth) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621853&postcount=238)
What Did I...?- RHL/Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623301&postcount=273)
Forgiveness- RHL/Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4661329&postcount=701)
First Meeting - RHL/Spkie (from Buffy/Angel) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5280129&postcount=323)
Phoenix Song - ruki - chan (Haruki-kun)/Phoe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5195559&postcount=1474)
Reticent - SurlySeraph/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349771&postcount=531)
Tiffany's- The Rose Dragon/Auderey Hepburn (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4650289&postcount=609)
Differences – (The) Rose (Dragon)/Cassie (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5111758&postcount=1149)
The Lady In Read – The Rose Dragon/Mauve “Red” Shirt (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4867393&postcount=220)
Save Me - TwoBit/Ganurath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5207202&postcount=118)
Poprocks and Coke - TwoBit/MC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5223636&postcount=188)
The Invisible Man – Vespe/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5117159&postcount=1199)
The Dance Floor – (Miss) Wood/Wydechuck (Woodchuck) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4888326&postcount=302)
Office Matters – ‘zira/EE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4905119&postcount=363)
Letter I (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4662278&postcount=706)
Letter II (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4662514&postcount=712)
Letter III (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4673366&postcount=772)
Letter IV (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4721867&postcount=1072)
Letter V (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4815007&postcount=105)
Letter VI (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5068103&postcount=883)
Letter VII (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5306390&postcount=378)
Letter VIII (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5325188&postcount=438)
Letter IX (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349718&postcount=529)
Bilingual Bonus – Letter I (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4867161&postcount=216)
Bilingual Bonus – Letter II (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4883179&postcount=289)
Cornish Tale - St. Michaels' Mount (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5399258&postcount=699)
[Unnamed Serial] – Tears of the Innocent (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4868451&postcount=234)
[Unnamed Serial] – Blood and Rain (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4913138&postcount=387)
[Unnamed Serial] – Grey Tones (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4951362&postcount=437)
[Unnamed Serial] – Identity Given (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5005864&postcount=551)
The Faery Court – Out Damned Spot! – MC/Saur (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5141209&postcount=1292) A prequel to The Faery Court – The Faery Court
The Faery Court – The Faery Court– Cassie/Exy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5128611&postcount=1246)
The Faery Court – The Winter Hunt – Cassie/Exy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5130103&postcount=1253)
The Faery Court - Slyvan Glades - Lady Vespa (Vespe)/Almighty Salmon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5313748&postcount=409)
Dallas-dakota
[Unnamed Fic] - Curly/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455280&postcount=1329)
Ego Slayer/Cobra_Ikari (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4622994&postcount=260)
You'n Me, You'n Me, Don't Want To Leave You, I Look At the Future, I Look At the Risks, I Don't Like What I See - DD/Drider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5378331&postcount=608) - part of IStLY
Away, Though Always Together - DD/Drider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5423954&postcount=992) - part of IStLY
[Unnamed Fic] – Phoe/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5085402&postcount=988) – sequel to Gem Flowers [Unnamed Fic] – Phoe/RHL
[Unnamed Fic] - rubakhin/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5300399&postcount=359)
[Unnamed Fic] - rubakhin/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5310483&postcount=387)
Shipping Inc. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5333217&postcount=494) - a part of Shipping Inc
deathslayer7
He Makes An Excellent Bard, But A Crappy Spy - Cristo/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5456552&postcount=1431)
What Is Right And Wrong - St. Nil/Turtle/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5449143&postcount=1199)
To Gain An Ally - St. Nil/Wolfbane (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5450056&postcount=1230)
One Fall After Another - St. Nil/Woflbane/Mordokai/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5452346&postcount=1265)
The Clock Turns (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5453440&postcount=1290)
Disguise Are Deceiving - St. Nil/Cristo/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455295&postcount=1331)
Destro Yersul
Why The Title Goes Here - Destro/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455255&postcount=1325)
Dirk Kris
Red Bluff - Brandi (Dirk)/Cristo (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5438992&postcount=1037)
How The Grinch Stole Christmas - Cristo/Mordokai/Wolfbane (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5447690&postcount=1173)
Huggles - Dirk Kris/Cobra (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5449969&postcount=1224)
A Night To Forget - Dirk Kris/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5443927&postcount=1108)
No Chance - Dirk Kris/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5414992&postcount=851)
'Twas The Night Of The Crushes - Dirk/RHL/Cristo/TwoBi/Raistlin/Mordokai/Cobra (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5456736&postcount=1447)
I Don't Care - Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5443573&postcount=1094) - part of IStLY
Wish Upon A Star - Raistlin/Brandi (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5330754&postcount=478)
Rebound - Raistlin/Brandi (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5418711&postcount=906)
Busty B's - TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5332400&postcount=491)
Busty B's - Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5356510&postcount=572)
Whisper Part One - Mordokai/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5312556&postcount=403) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Two - Mordokai/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5323257&postcount=430) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Three - Mordokai/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5330127&postcount=472) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Four - Mordokai/Brandelle (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5350950&postcount=553) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Five - Mordokai/Brandelle (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5359021&postcount=574) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Six - Mordokai/Brandelle (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5365468&postcount=588) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Seven - Mordokai/Brandelle (Dirk Kris) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5414741&postcount=847) - part of IStLY
Whisper Part Eight - Mordokai/Brandelle/Turtle/ghost/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5438397&postcount=1027)
Dr. Bath
Salmon/Moff
Chumley (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4809022&postcount=69)
DragonRider
B Was Wrong - Cassie/Exy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5347592&postcount=524)
The Gift - Cristo/Turtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5450154&postcount=1240)
Bookshop Banter- Curly/DRider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627231&postcount=309)
In My Way - Curly, Drider, Cassie (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5402042&postcount=727) - prequel to CODENAME: DRAGONSBANE by Felixaar
The Blue Ballpoint Pen – DD/Drider (DragonRider) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5157147&postcount=1343)
Rocky Road- DRider/TheRoseDragon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4690224&postcount=995)
Sunshine Girl – happyturtle/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5177824&postcount=1421)
The Angels Wept/My Eyes – Mordokai/MC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5096626&postcount=1095)
In Destiny’s Shade – Sneak/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5052337&postcount=798)
Queen of the Stars – Unique/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5052454&postcount=801)
Shipping Inc. Numero Dos (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051536&postcount=789)
Hallelujah (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5083006&postcount=976)
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5325283&postcount=439)
Ethrael
An Angel in Full Glory- Haruki-kun/Kaelaroth (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4650817&postcount=618)
Wish You Were Here – RHL/MasatoHyuga (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4909704&postcount=377)
Escapees Prologue (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4867671&postcount=223)
Escapees Chapter One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4905004&postcount=360)
Felixaar
Codename: Dragonbane (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5355880&postcount=568)
FF fanboy
The Omega Failsafe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4866568&postcount=209)
Strange Connections – Dragonprime/fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5091972&postcount=1018)
Strange Connections Part Two - Dragonprime/fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5379684&postcount=613)
Freshmeat
[Unnamed Fic] - Mordokai/Freshmeat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4681198&postcount=874)
Gem Flower
[Unnamed Fic] – Kaela/Sneak (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5099677&postcount=1108)
[Unnamed Fic] Phoe/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5083282&postcount=978)
[Unnamed Fic] RHL/FF fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5015531&postcount=652)
Gezina
The Serving Wench - GezIna/Zar Peter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5188491&postcount=1453) - part of IStLY
Wanderings - ghost_warlock/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5268420&postcount=293) - part of IStLY
ghost_warlock
Lost Frontier - ghost_warlock/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5412567&postcount=807)
Ka-Bar - ghost_warlock/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5401589&postcount=725)
Seventeen Shards Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5074295&postcount=914)
Seventeen Shards Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5097954&postcount=1101)
Seventeen Shards Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5115456&postcount=1167)
Seventeen Shards Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5144653&postcount=1305)
Seventeen Shards Part Five (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5197593&postcount=6)
Seventeen Shards Chapter One Epilogue (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5197593&postcount=6)
Seventeen Shards Part Seven (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5331535&postcount=484)
Ménage a What!? - Cobra/Cristo/RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5222819&postcount=183)
Here By Me - DD?Drider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5423779&postcount=991) - part of IStLY
Duet - RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5266942&postcount=283) - part of IStLY
Actions and Motives - Gezina/ghost_warlock (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5277845&postcount=309) - part of IStLY
Last Moments - ghost_warlock/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5317097&postcount=422) - part of IStLY
Flight Before Fight - RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5430419&postcount=1004) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part One - Cobra/ghost_warlock/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5303715&postcount=366) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part Two [Interlude] - Cobra/ghost_warlock/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5363765&postcount=584) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5389162&postcount=649) - part of IStLY
For the Glory of Constantinople - Curly, RHL/DD (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5376443&postcount=607) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5396096&postcount=663) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part Five (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5417734&postcount=885) - part of IStLY
Ghost Warlock and the (Un)Holy Grail Part Six (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5454909&postcount=1311) - part ot IStLY
Letter ~or~ Honeymoon Subverted (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5327855&postcount=445)
Love Letter From One Cast Aside - ghost_warlock/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5355981&postcount=569)
Happyturtle
The Hat- Aziraphale/Calamity (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4644109&postcount=503)
Enticement - dragonprime/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5402255&postcount=734)
OMGWTFBBQ! – Draken/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5115127&postcount=1161)
First Kiss – happyturtle/Cristo Meyers (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4900981&postcount=355)
Aboard Hinjo's Junk- Happyturtle/Hinjo (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627547&postcount=325)
Crush - Lord Magtok/happyturtle/Lex-kat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5405642&postcount=767)
Good and Evil- Mordokai/Happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4761979&postcount=1250)
Faith- Mordokai/Happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4776834&postcount=1332) - (this has become a tie - in as a prequel to the I'm Sorry to Love You series)
A Bird in the Hand- Kneenibble (GB'd)/Rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4643354&postcount=491)
A First Date- Lord Fullbladder/Shadow (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4642531&postcount=488)
A Rainy Night- Randman22222/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4639886&postcount=474)
To Satisfy Mordokai’s Desires (Part One By ‘zira) – RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4899728&postcount=343)
Ship Wars (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5056314&postcount=813)
Hayleyintraining
Gem Flower/FF fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5008461&postcount=564)
Helgraf
Writer's Block - Helgraf/[Curly/RHL/Phoe] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5290272&postcount=349)
Helgraf/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4775152&postcount=1320)
A Counterpoint- Helgraf/Shadow (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4739341&postcount=1142)
Bestial Natures Part 1? - Llama/Renfield (Helgraf) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811239&postcount=84)
Definition - Mordokai/Mi'ir/RHL/Helgraf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5429672&postcount=1000) - part of Curlys' definition drabble series
Breathe/Breathe Reprise - RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5373222&postcount=598) - part of IStLY
Stirring the Pot - 'Helgraf'/Gezina, Zar Peter, RHL, Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5310246&postcount=384) - part of IStLY
Discernment [A prequel to Mad Season] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4797207&postcount=23”)
Mad Season – Interstices (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811580&postcount=92)
Mad Season – Hunter’s Green (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4819531&postcount=114)
Mad Season – Adaptation (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4873224&postcount=265)
Mad Season – Adagio Con Brio (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4922720&postcount=414)
Mad Season – Master Baiting (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058370&postcount=825)
Interlude [Mad Season] - Jörmungandr's Bottle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5214383&postcount=162)
Shipping Inc.: Captive Studies (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5337621&postcount=510) - part of Shipping Inc.
Shipping Inc.: Stepping Out (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349072&postcount=527) - part of Shipping Inc.
Scourge Inc.: Passing On - Helgraf, RHL, Curly, Phoe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5423460&postcount=989) - part of Shipping Inc.
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5316832&postcount=420)
Anonymous Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5348888&postcount=525)
To A Playground Shipficcer (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5404011&postcount=749)
Inigo Montoya
Interrogation – Inigo/Hitomi (RHL) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4866179&postcount=207)
Letter 1 - Zar Peter/Lex-kat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5387067&postcount=647)
Letter 2 - Zar Peter/Lex-kat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5402532&postcount=739)
Letter 3 - ZP/Lex-kat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5434687&postcount=1015)
AN EPIC HISTOY OF THE PLAYGROUND (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5408691&postcount=775)
Jibar
Jibar/Clover Monster (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4893748&postcount=327)
Titanic/Iceberg (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4873853&postcount=274)
[Nameless Fic] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4863323&postcount=192)
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4868783&postcount=240)
[Nameless Fic] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4950130&postcount=436)
Chronicles of A Bohemian Teenager (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5019639&postcount=674)
Kaelaroth
Far From the Braying Playgrounds - Bath/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5279652&postcount=320)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part One: The Dramatists- Aziraphale/Kneenibble (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4786080&postcount=1435)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part Two: The Cheerleaders – SMEE/Ego Slayer (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4794431&postcount=7)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part Three: The Cadets – Bath/Freshmeat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4827936&postcount=126)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part Four: The Linguists – Curly/Ethrael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4862360&postcount=184)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part Five: The Talent Show (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4870099&postcount=249)
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera Part Six: The Joyriders - Curly/Vespe/Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5189246&postcount=1457)
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4882068&postcount=287)
Wish You Were Here or Pyramus And Columbine (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4909748&postcount=378)
A Tale of Two Cities, With Two Angels, And Things Between- Aziraphale/Phoekun (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4657016&postcount=672)
The Ballad of Ruby and Jet- 'zira/Randman22222 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4648433&postcount=562)
Running For Raspberries- Calamity/Dihan (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4678162&postcount=823)
A Mere Conversation- Curly/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4662345&postcount=708)
Meetings- Curly/Dr.Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4669436&postcount=748)
Tick Tock, Turn the Clock - Curly/Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5448302&postcount=1182)
The Siren's Call, and He Who Came Running; A Tale of Mordokai, and CurlyKitGirl- Curly/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4654527&postcount=649)
Robots- Dr.Bath/Jibar (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4705112&postcount=1042)
Two Lonely Girls, After a Night Out- Dr.Bath/Jibar (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4750504&postcount=1190)
Frolicking- Freshmeat/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4680338&postcount=862)
Overload – happyturtle/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5126641&postcount=1237)
Trickery, For Safety, In A Warzone Refuge – happyturtle/rubakhin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5141415&postcount=1293)
Singin' Her Way Through The Oldest Profession;A tale of subterfuge, of Jibar, and Avril Lavigne- Jibar/Avril Lavigne (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4651368&postcount=623)
Casablancas- Player_Zero/SurlySeraph (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4735112&postcount=1124)
Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town- RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4741207&postcount=1163)
Claptrap and Cutlery- RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4758842&postcount=1239)
Steel and Sugar- TheRoseDragon/Thes Hunter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4680502&postcount=864)
Kneenibble
Appointment- Admiral Walrus/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4635905&postcount=438)
Snakebite – RHL/Cobra Ikari (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4892009&postcount=318)
Teashades I- Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4640324&postcount=475)
Teashades II- Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4640677&postcount=478)
Teashades III- Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4647070&postcount=556)
Teashades IV- Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4740284&postcount=1157)
China Gold - Chapter One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4838360&postcount=131)
China Gold – Chapter Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4846745&postcount=142)
China Gold – Chapter Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4869202&postcount=244)
Kyrian
A Different Kind of Love- Kyrian/RHL (Hitomi) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4790268&postcount=1480)
Lex-Kat
Callos/Dallas-Dakota (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617485&postcount=65)
Lexkat/Serpentine (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4631222&postcount=392)
Lord_Magtok
The Good, The Bad and the Maggy - Maggy/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5307701&postcount=380)
The Pursuit of Happyturtleness (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5314474&postcount=410) - part ofTGtBatM
Final fanboy III (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5393270&postcount=652) - part of TGtBatM
Quantum of Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5326957&postcount=443)
Lyinginbedmon
Unnamed Fic – Igon/Flora (Mordokai’s Dryad) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5038016&postcount=732)
The Shaw Series Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5095706&postcount=1076)
Shipping Inc. Takeover (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051758&postcount=792)
Shipping Inc. New Management (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5056942&postcount=818)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5139370&postcount=1285) - part of Shipping Inc.
Mangosta71
The Apprentice - RHL/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5445303&postcount=1127)
Interlude - Thes Hunter/Mangosta (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5449853&postcount=1222) - part of IStLY
Moff Chumley
Inspired by It’s Different For Girls (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4884910&postcount=297)
Vespe/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4920644&postcount=406)
The Way I Feel Inside – ‘zira/Jibar (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4889449&postcount=309)
Moon_Called
Untitled – MC (Moon_Called)/Nanox (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5088891&postcount=997)
What Have I Done – Raistlin/MC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5124331&postcount=1225) A sequel to Writing To Reach You – MC/Raistlin by Raistlin1040
Spaceranger Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5088891&postcount=997)
Spaceranger Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5178907&postcount=1422)
The Apocalypse Fic (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5155115&postcount=1339)
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-29, 09:27 PM
O-Z
Phoekun
Beatrice and the Green Phoe -Part I-A - Lykan/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4659406&postcount=676)
Beatrice and the Green Phoe -Part I-B - Lykan/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4659407&postcount=677)
Beatrice and the Green Phoe -Part II-A - Lykan/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4665250&postcount=735)
Beatrice and the Green Phoe -Part II-B - Lykan/Smee (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4665254&postcount=736)
Beatrice and the Green Phoe -Part III-A - Lykan/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4677705&postcount=816)
Beatrice and the Green Phoe –Part III-B – SMEE/Lykan (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4985089&postcount=462)
Quincunx
Reasons For Waiting: Cobra Ikari’s Eyes (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5106100&postcount=1142)
Reasons For Waiting II: dallas-dakota’s Ears (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5109542&postcount=1144)
Reasons For Waiting III: Fingers (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5115890&postcount=1169)
RabbitHoleLost
Bedside Companion – Almighty Salmon/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4853636&postcount=153)
Who's Next? -Banjo1985/Zar Peter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4621448&postcount=216)
Cobra_Ikari/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617418&postcount=64)
Swing Life Away- Cobra_Ikari/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4693798&postcount=1020)
Curly/Dallas-Dakota (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623872&postcount=291)
Love-Goo Clean Up On Aisle Four- Curly/Dallas-Dakota (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4627329&postcount=314)
Breakthru- Curly/Freddie Mercury (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4644974&postcount=524)
Curly/Haruki (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617874&postcount=100)
Mad Season - Curly/Helgraf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4795843&postcount=13)
Revealing- Curly/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4693798&postcount=1020)
[Unnamed Fic] - DD/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5376149&postcount=604)
Those Unspoken Words – DRider (DragonRider)/The Rose Dragon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5164089&postcount=1357)
Forever Falling (Short)- Ganurath/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4775033&postcount=1319)
Necromancer Love is SEXEH - Ganurath/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5170841&postcount=1389)
Ganurath(FemmeHuman)/RHL(Drow) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4786162&postcount=1437)
The Want To Live – (Private) happyturtle/GB’d Mauve Shirt (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4997615&postcount=514)
I Will Possess Your Heart- Happyturtle/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4785405&postcount=1425)
When Undead Attack Love- Happyturtle/YPU (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4629034&postcount=359)
I’m Holding Out For A Hero Part One – Hayleyintraining/Mordokai, RHL/Ganurath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5079315&postcount=946)
The Grocery Sales Associate an the Cat-Muffin- Jibar/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4753997&postcount=1199)
Children's Games- Kaelaroth/RHL, Kaelaroth/FF Fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4771135&postcount=1304)
Kneenibble/Raistlin1040 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4912354&postcount=385)
The Scientist - Lord Magtok/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5316807&postcount=418)
Good Enough- Midnight Son/ Amy Lee (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4655074&postcount=658)
Aggression – Moff Chumley/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4853636&postcount=153)
I'm Sorry to Love You - RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5208198&postcount=134) - part of IStLY
Thickening - Gezina/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5305758&postcount=373) - part of IStLY
This I Do For You - Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811813&postcount=96)
A Few of My Favourite Things – Phoe/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4991113&postcount=472)
Perfect Blue - Phoe/Sweetrein (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5275024&postcount=300)
For Eternity- Player_Zero/YPU (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4616352&postcount=24)
L'Angelo Misterioso- Raistlin1040/ George Harrison (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4663864&postcount=731)
Its Still Rock and Roll To Me- Raistlin1040/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4644393&postcount=509)
A Thousand Years- Randman22222/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4649931&postcount=590)
[Unnamed Fic] - RHL/Lord Maggy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5022739&postcount=685)
These Games – RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4921747&postcount=411)
[Unnamed Fic] - RHL/Raistlin1040 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4943300&postcount=431)
In My Life - RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205631&postcount=80)
Summer Breeze - RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5312656&postcount=404) - sequel to Heroes- RHL/Raistlin by Raistlin
For You- RHL/Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4623088&postcount=265)
Violent Indigo- RHL/TheRoseDragon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4721519&postcount=1068)
The Love That You've Looked For - RHL/Vespe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5396034&postcount=662)
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5337296&postcount=509)
radikalskippy
What If Captain Ahab... (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5354676&postcount=565)
Raistlin1040
Don't Stop- Curly/Lord Magtok (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4684389&postcount=914)
About A Girl - Brandi (Dirk Kris)/Blake (Raistlin) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5412068&postcount=804)
Haruki-kun/Raistlin1040 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4624092&postcount=294)
Who Are You? – Llama/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811197&postcount=82)
Writing To Reach You – MC/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5113309&postcount=1155)
Rebel Yell – MC/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5128296&postcount=1244)
http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4914740&postcount=389]Unhappy Girl – Raistlin/RHL
Heroes- RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4721008&postcount=1066)
Five Minutes - RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5367672&postcount=591)
Horse Latitudes – Vespe/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5095242&postcount=1067)
My Eyes Have Seen You – Vespe/Hayleyintraining (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4906846&postcount=372)
When the Music Is Over – Vespe/Raistlin/Moff/rand friendship (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5042449&postcount=780)
Clocks (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5275763&postcount=302)
People Are Strange Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5002264&postcount=536)
People Are Strange Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5006775&postcount=556)
Randman22222
A Bright, Cold Day in April- Dallas-Dakota/DRider (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4644367&postcount=508)
The Sands of Time- Gemflower/randman (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4689558&postcount=979)
Clockwork – Jibar/Kneenibble (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5006301&postcount=552)
One More Cup Of Coffee- Phoekun/TheRoseDragon (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4674251&postcount=783)
Muffled Silence – randman/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5166457&postcount=1374)
Shape of a Heart- RHL/Sting (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4648527&postcount=563)
Raz Fox
[Unnamed Fic] - Raz Fox/Malmagor Andrigal (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5234819&postcount=236)
Reinholdt
Trapped - Mi'ir (Cristo)/Wolfbane (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5442973&postcount=1072)
RightHandless
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5176546&postcount=1412)
Vae Victus (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5313698&postcount=408)
Saint Nil
Shadowland 1 - Mordokai/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5399484&postcount=700)
Shadowland 2 - SurlySeraph/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5399973&postcount=703)
Shadowland 3 - fanboy/dragonprime (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5400401&postcount=717)
Shadowland 4 - Ganurath/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5415398&postcount=856)
Shadowland 5 - Mordokai/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5415950&postcount=870)
Shadowland 6 - Magtok/Gemflower (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5420964&postcount=924)
Shadowland 7 - SurlySeraph/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5421291&postcount=935)
Shadowland 8 - Magtok/Turtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5434092&postcount=1014)
Shadowland 9 - Wolfbane/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5439947&postcount=1043)
Shadowland 10 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5440254&postcount=1045)
Shadowland 11 - SurlySeraph/RHL (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5445793&postcount=1134)
Shadowland 12 - fanboy/Turtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5447079&postcount=1152)
Shadowland 13 - Warcouncil (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5449972&postcount=1225)
Slayer Draco
[Unnamed Serial] Part One - Slayer Draco/Wolfbane/Dirk Kris (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455958&postcount=1382)
[Unnamed Serial] Part Two - Slayer Draco/Wolfbane/Dirk Kris (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5456274&postcount=1400)
SMEE
Punch Out! – Bea (SMEE)/wadledo (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5103353&postcount=1133)
Coffee – B-Man/Bea (SMEE) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5004723&postcount=546)
Late Night Server Troubles- Midnight Son/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4649703&postcount=587)
Sands of Time- Phoekun/SMEE (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4657140&postcount=673)
Britannia Troubles – Phoe/Reina(Sweetrein) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5101641&postcount=1123)
Tengu
EE/Nerd-O-Rama (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4617502&postcount=67)
thanatos5150
Often Written, Never Sent (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5344849&postcount=523)
The Rogue Monk
Lay On Hands – Mordokai/happyturtle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4863865&postcount=195)
Top Secret Chambers - RHL/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4861217&postcount=161)
The Rose Dragon
Bay'ah al-Ashder al-Wardah - The oath of the Dragon of the Rose (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4916895&postcount=396)
Clash of Two Mortals – Khan (The Rose Dragon)/Brea (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5157913&postcount=1348)
Thufir
A Meeting By Music-Aziraphale/Thufir (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4622815&postcount=255)
The 3 Boxes – Ego/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5131442&postcount=1257)
A Different Temptation (Warning: This fic may induce fangirlish tendecies) - Mordokai/Mi'ir (Cristo) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205223&postcount=54)
Our Love Is All One - Phoe/Playground Clones (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5249505&postcount=273)
Sleeping Beauty - Phoe/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5285366&postcount=336)
The Dance of Chaos – Player_Zero/Thufir’s stalking jazz band (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4892293&postcount=319)
You and Me – RHL/Cobra (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4986210&postcount=468)
The Queen and the Solider – RHL/Mordokai (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4893132&postcount=322)
A Note For My Love - Thufir/Cobra (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5300208&postcount=357)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5096082&postcount=1081)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5098491&postcount=1103)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5124119&postcount=1222)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive - Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5334812&postcount=507)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349429&postcount=528)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5353428&postcount=564)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455197&postcount=1323)
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5333894&postcount=505)
Letter II (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5454961&postcount=1313)
[Poem] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5296183&postcount=354)
TwoBitWriter
MAT Squad Journals Chapter One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5061951&postcount=838)
MAT Squad Journals Chapter Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5153826&postcount=1332)
MAT Squad Journals Chapter Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5267506&postcount=288)
MAT Squad Journals Chapter Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5311918&postcount=397)
MAT Squad Journals Chapter Five (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5365825&postcount=589)
MAT Squad Journals Chapter Six (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5438135&postcount=1026)
Bolt Action Spell-Casting Prologue (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5397676&postcount=678)
Bolt Action Spell-Casting Chapter One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5410489&postcount=786)
Bolt Action Spell-Casting Chapter Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5445330&postcount=1128)
A SHipper's Carol Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5449279&postcount=1205)
Forever Etched On My Mind - Curly/Thufir (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205078&postcount=51)
Tea - Gem Flower/Calamity (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5183279&postcount=1429)
The Playground Is Perfect - The Playground (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5229483&postcount=197)
Letter - April McGuinness/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5325300&postcount=440):smalltongue:
The Tsar's Madness Part One - Zar Peter/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5330291&postcount=474) - part of IStLY
The Tsar's Madness Part Two - Zar Peter/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5334275&postcount=506) - part of IStLY
Letter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5352036&postcount=559)
Wolfbane
[Unnamed Fic] - RHL/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5222351&postcount=182)
Tears In the Rain - TwoBit/Reinholdt/fanboy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5443527&postcount=1093)
For Honour and Glory Prologue (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455727&postcount=1362)
For Honour and Glory Part One - sundry peoples (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5456131&postcount=1391)
Vespe Ratavo
The Dead Fox Sketch – Cassie/Exy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058304&postcount=824)
Call Collect – Curly/??? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4883469&postcount=290)
Strange Aeons – Haruki/Saurous (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5004271&postcount=544)
Daisy – happyturtle/Lord Maggy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4984241&postcount=459)
The Three Wise Men of Gotham – Lord Fullbladder/Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4997692&postcount=515)
Vespe Has Clearly Gone Insane – Maggy/ruki - chan (Haruki-kun) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5083703&postcount=980)
Pirate Romeo and Ninja Julient (Or, How To Butcher Shakespeare For Fun and Profit) - Maggy/Lex-kat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5415904&postcount=869)
Fishsticks – Phoe/A Strawberry Hat (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5073755&postcount=908)
Shipping Inc. – RHL/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5048022&postcount=782)
Jingle Bells – Vespe/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4999037&postcount=522)
Scourge Inc. (or Shipping Inc. Part the Fourth) – Vespe/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058304&postcount=824)
I’ll Get You – Vespe/Raistlin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5024858&postcount=697)
A Day In The Life Of (or Boulevard of Broken Dreams) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5071971&postcount=900)
Scourge Inc. Gaiden (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5061951&postcount=838)
Welcome to Rapture, Part the First (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5042259&postcount=779)
YPU
Ego/Zero (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4808345&postcount=59)
Zar Peter
Bad Feelings - RHL/Zar Peter (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5280790&postcount=326) - part of IStLY
Aziraphale and Curly
The Playground Princess Bride
First Part (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4629542&postcount=374)
Second Part (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4633675&postcount=421)
Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4638163&postcount=455)
Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4643978&postcount=498)
Scene the Sixth: And the Narrative Picks Up Where It Left Off; More Or Less (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4814755&postcount=101)
Dirk Kris and TwoBitWriter
The Gatekeeper
The Gatekeeper Part One - Brandi (Dirk Kris)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5312556&postcount=403)
The Gatekeeper Part Two - Brandi (Dirk Kris)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5317877&postcount=425)The Gatekeeper Part Three - Brandi (Dirk Kris)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5323257&postcount=430)The Gatekeeper Part Four - Brandi (Dirk Kris)/TwoBit (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5330127&postcount=472)
Shipping Inc./Scourge Inc. (in chronological story order, or best guess):
Shipping Inc. – RHL/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5048022&postcount=782)
Shipping Inc. Takeover (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051758&postcount=792)
Shipping Inc. Numero Dos (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5051536&postcount=789)
Shipping Inc. New Management (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5056942&postcount=818)
Scourge Inc. (or Shipping Inc. Part the Fourth) – Vespe/Curly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058304&postcount=824)
Scourge Inc. - An Epic Floor Romance (Shipping Inc. ‘Part’ Five) – Phoe/Helgraf (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5061722&postcount=837) Author: Curly (offshoot of main plot)
Scourge Inc. Gaiden (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5064427&postcount=844) Author: Vespe (offshoot of main plot)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5096082&postcount=1081)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5098491&postcount=1103)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5124119&postcount=1222)
Shipping Inc. Record Retrieval Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5139370&postcount=1285)Shipping Inc [Interlude] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5333217&postcount=494)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive - Part One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5334812&postcount=507)
Shipping Inc.: Captive Studies (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5337621&postcount=510)
Shipping Inc.: Stepping Out (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349072&postcount=527)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5349429&postcount=528)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5353428&postcount=564)
Scourge Inc.: Passing On - Helgraf, RHL, Curly, Phoe (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5423460&postcount=989)
Shipping Inc.: The Captive Part Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5455197&postcount=1323)
I'm Sorry to Love You
Archive (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5329708&postcount=127)
Mr. Moon
2008-10-29, 09:39 PM
Untitled should be Moon Called and Nano, not Nanox. Sorry, that one's my bad.
ghost_warlock
2008-10-29, 10:57 PM
Guess it's me up for the new thred then?
I'll do it after Dead Set
Which makes this the last fic of the thread (and possibly the one least read):
ruki - chan/Phoe:
Phoenix Song (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=VrF-iSggUVQ) (song recommended only)
"There is a story, almost as old as the understanding of Night and Day, of the Phoenix.
"Eternal in life, yet in all ways so alone. And none pause to think of its solitary existence; the one and only Phoenix, laying its ivory toned egg - its new life - in a nest of rare fragrant woods and spices: incense, myyrh, sandalwood and more collected from every country on the globe. Only the rarest and most delicately perfumed are deemed suitable for the cradle from which new life will spring.
"Then, the night before the Phoenix gives its life to become anew she sits on her egg to give it some comfort in their last night together under the darkest blue sky imaginable. Only icy star fragments scattered across the velvet firmament relieve the darkness of the lonely desert.
"She watches the sun rise and sings once each lifetime. Sorrow, sadness, expectant joy and a loneliness so strong that all who have ever been blessed to hear such a beautiful melody from the heavens have cried.
"In the stories, noone ever asks whether the Phoenix mourns her lonely existence, forever forbidden to love as she would forget in her new life what happened in all her old ones.
"Noone ever asks if a Phoenix loves before she dies to be reborn.
"Noone ever asks what the one left behind must feel. To know that she will die when the first rays of the bashful sun touch the frangrant pyre and it will be she, herself who starts her pyre. Eternal death for eternal life. Never to remember their previous lives. Their loves.
"A Phoenix is cursed.
"The stories never say that." And so, the one who loved a Phoenix - ethereal bird, cursed - ended his story.
I like this fic; it's soft and sad.
Phoenix kinda reminds me of Drew Barrymore's character in the Adam Sandler movie, 50 First Dates. :smallwink:
ghost_warlock
2008-10-29, 11:15 PM
Okay, I wanted to avoid a double-post but I wanted to get this stuff up and impatient-boy is impatient! :smalltongue:
Parts One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5074295&postcount=914) Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5097954&postcount=1101) Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5115456&postcount=1167) Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5144653&postcount=1305)
Seventeen Shards: Part Five
Starring:
Moon_Called
Terraoblivion
TwoBitWriter
Gem Flower
Alien
Featuring:
ghost_warlock
TwoBit didn’t have the breath to cry out when the bakeneko slammed its jaws into his chest, the wind already knocked out of him when the creature crashed into him from above. The pain was intense and the force of the bakeneko’s attack left his chestplate visibly dented.
The bakeneko drew itself up, preparing to strike again.
With a shout, Terra charged to her friend’s aid, taking the form of her ox totem as she cleared the distance. The bakeneko shrieked as she plowed into it, sending it rolling with the impact. Terra stood over her fallen friend protectively, her eyes glowing golden.
“Flicker,” Alien whispered, vanishing and reappearing at the bakeneko’s flank. He plunged a pair of daggers into the creature. It retaliated, lashing out with a tentacle that sent him tumbling away.
As she spoke a prayer of healing, a beam of glittering energy flowed from Gem’s hand and into TwoBit. He gasped, filling his lungs with air as his cracked ribs mended. Still feeling slightly sore, but otherwise uninjured, he quickly crawled out form under Terra and climbed to his feet at her side.
Moon concentrated on her sword, sending the weapon spinning end over end through the air and plunging the blade up to the hilt into the bakeneko.
It showed no sign of pain or injury, however, and left the sword hanging in midair as it flowed around the weapon and launched itself at Terra. Tentacles lashed and clung to her, yanking her limbs at painful angles.
Seeking to escape, she shifted to the form of her snake totem, slipping out of the bakeneko’s grasp. She turned and sank her fangs into one of the tentacles. Alien flickered behind the bakeneko and stabbed at it with his daggers. Gem whispered a curse and fired a crackling black ray into the monster.
The bakeneko didn’t so much as flinch under their assaults.
Moon telekinetically hacked at the creature with her sword as TwoBit scooped up his falchion. He swung the blade in a wide, powerful arc, cleaving the bakeneko’s head from its body.
But the severed head merely melted back into the bakeneko’s core as it took a new form – a giant, hulking humanoid. It snatched TwoBit in a massive, clawed hand and hurled him several feet. “Useless!” it bellowed.
“This isn’t working, it’s like striking water!” TwoBit said as he picked himself up. The bakeneko shook Terra off as Alien stabbed, ineffectively, at its thigh.
“I warned you,” Ghost said. “It’s invulnerable to your attacks. You should have fled this place hours ago.”
“Unless you have something useful to tell us, I’d prefer if you shut up,” Moon scowled, concentrating on attacking the bakeneko telekinetically with her sword.
“Useful? Oh, I could help you; but I doubt you’ll accept the terms.” Ghost chided.
“What! Why didn’t you tell us this before?”
“You didn’t ask if I could hurt the bakeneko. Although I did drop a hint or two.”
“Right,” Moon grunted.
Terra shifted into the form of her bear totem and mauled the bakeneko. TwoBit severed one of its elephantine legs. Any wounds they inflicted lasted scant seconds at most as it reformed perfectly after every attack they made.
“It ‘cannot be compelled by magic of this realm,’ I told you. I am no longer of this realm.” Ghost explained.
“So, how does it help us that you can hurt it?” Gem asked.
“More than hurt it; I could destroy the bakeneko, if it was worth my while. But I don’t want to make it that easy for you.” He withdrew the curved dagger from within his robe. “This knife can cause it lasting harm. I will give it to you if you do something for me.”
“What do you want, brother?” Gem spat, firing another black ray.
“Renounce Raven, little sister. Swear yourself to me, to the shard, and become my agent in this realm. Pledge your soul to me and I’ll give you the weapon that can save the lives of your friends.”
“I can’t do that! I am bound to Raven; I can’t cast aside my oaths, not even if it means death.”
The bakeneko whipped a leg around; catching Alien hard in the chest and flinging him away into the copse of trees he’d earlier been carving his name among.
“Oaths are but words, easily cast aside. Am I not proof of that?” Ghost growled. “What of your friends, then? Will you send them to their deaths as well, all for your foolish pride?”
Lunging, the bakeneko seized TwoBit and squeezed him between its hands. He screamed in pain as it slowly began to crush him. His armor buckled under the pressure.
“This is not about pride!” Gem cried.
A slime-wet tongue shot from the bakeneko’s mouth and encased Terra’s head. She clawed at the glistening tendril but couldn’t dislodge or pry it off.
“Then you will all die,” Ghost said.
“Wait! I’ll do it!” Moon shouted. “I’ll swear myself to you; you can’t let them die!”
“You’ll swear your soul to me, to the shard?”
“Yes! Please, give me the knife, help us fight this thing, but then leave this realm.”
Ghost nodded. “I agree to your terms, witch. Say your oath and release me from the circle.”
The words came to her instinctively, as if they’d always been right on the tip of memory. “I, Moon Called, swear my soul to Ghost Warlock, the bearer of the shard, Terror. Let us walk as one along the path of destruction.” With a kick, she dislodged one of the silvered iron rods and scattered the salt along a long stretch of the circle.
“Free at last!” Ghost appeared to waver and ripple slightly as he crossed the border of the circle. Once outside the barrier, his form solidified.
The bakeneko screamed as Ghost approached, dropping TwoBit and releasing Terra. It fell to its knees, clutching its head. TwoBit hit the ground and lie still while Terra reverted to her natural form, coughing and sputtering, striving to regain her breath.
Gem ran to TwoBit’s side, chanting. Her hands glittered as she placed them on his chest, concentrating on her prayer.
The bakeneko quivered and collapsed, shrinking and changing shape. It whined, taking the form of a large cougar with a long tail.
“Your turn, my dear,” Ghost said, handing Moon the curved dagger.
The bakeneko appeared to be cowering as she walked over. It made no move to defend itself, or resist, as she grasped its tail and severed it in a single stroke of the knife.
The bakeneko screamed in agony. “Betrayal!” it shouted, as if the attack woke it from a dream.
“Silence!” Ghost exploded in a mass of black tendrils that closed the distance and engulfed the pitiful creature completely. The tendrils vanished, taking the bakeneko with them and leaving only the demon’s patch of darkness with glowing yellow eyes.
“It was working for you all along, wasn’t it? What else could it mean by that?” Moon demanded.
“Your spell is over, I need no longer answer your questions.” Ghost said. “Instead, you are now my servant, bound to me. I have gifted you with a fragment of my power and you are now my representative in this realm. You are free to do as you will with my power for the time being, but know that I will require your services in the future. When contacted, you will obey me. Think of yourself as my dark priest. But now I have business elsewhere. See to your wounded; I’ll be in touch.” He vanished.
Frowning, Moon tossed the dagger and severed tail to the ground. She turned to her lover. “Are you okay?”
Terra sat, rinsing her mouth with water from her waterskin. She spat brackish water from her mouth, then looked up at Moon and nodded. “Nothing a little rest and some water won’t fix. That thing smelled, tasted, awful. How’s everyone else.”
Moon looked around. TwoBit was resting against a tree, intently inspecting his mangled armor. Gem was seeing to Alien’s wounds, which were mostly hurt pride and a few abrasions from when the bakeneko’s kick had hurled him away.
“It looks like everyone’s okay,” Moon said, sitting down beside Terra. “It could have been a lot worse.”
They sat quietly for several minutes, trying to enjoy the sunlight on their skin. Finally, Terra broke the silence.
“Was it worth it, then? Our lives for your soul?”
“I…I don’t…” Moon said. “Yes. Absolutely. I’d give anything in the world for you, Terra. You are my world; I couldn’t stand it if I lost you.”
Terra smiled thinly. “I’d say the same of you. For both our sakes, don’t lose yourself in this bargain.”
They embraced for several long seconds and then sat quietly together, staring at the curved dagger Ghost had left them.
Seventeen Shards: Chapter One Epilogue
Featuring:
Calamity
Collin152
dallas-dakota
ghost_warlock
“This was not part of our bargain.” The bakeneko said. Cut off from Crocotta, it was greatly weakened, especially so in Ghost’s realm in the Underworld.
“You know how this works,” Ghost replied. “I simply received a better offer.”
The bakeneko couldn’t disagree. Had the tables been turned, it would have done the same. Few things were more valuable to a demon than a foothold in the realm of mortals.
“What is to become of me, then?”
“Not ready to meet your maker?”
“No! You can’t do this, you swore!”
“I gave my word as a paladin. And, as I have recently been reminded, I am no longer bound by any oaths or codes. I am free to act as I wish. You may have ruled here, once, but this my realm now!” He relented. “In any case, though, I may yet find a use for you. There’s nothing to be gained by your destruction at this time.”
“Then, what will you… No!” The bakeneko began to sink into the floor. It thrashed uselessly as the realm swallowed it. Buried deeply, it would be held immobilized and silenced in a constant waking nightmare.
“So,” Collin152 said, materializing nearby as the bakeneko disappeared into the ground. “Do you have plans for him, or are you simply being needlessly cruel?”
Ghost, possessing his imp as before, shrugged.
Collin152 smiled. “Either way, I’m proud of you. We’re all proud of you. You’re shaping up to be a much better heir to Terror than they anticipated.”
“That’s good news, I suppose. Speaking of the others, when will I meet them?”
“All in due time. Really, it’s up to them. They will introduce themselves when they individually see fit. Now that you’ve claimed a Petitioner, it’s possible they’ll become more interested. A demon without real power in the world, such as you up until now, is hardly a worthwhile ally. As your influence grows, though, you may be sought out to assist in someone’s plans. And it may depend somewhat on that witch of yours. Some think she was too easily persuaded, too eager to assume the mantle. They’re suspicious.”
“And what do you think?”
Collin152 laughed. “Are you genuinely curious? I think this is the first time you’ve ever asked for my opinion or assessment!”
“I am coming more and more to understand your role in all of this. You are my guide, are you not? A mentor of sorts?”
“Call it what you will. Perhaps I am just looking after my investment. All the same, though, I think your witch is an impetuous fool who does not yet realize what it is she’s agreed to. But she will, probably soon. At least in part.”
“Yes, she’s clever. I originally planned on claiming my little priest of a sister; breaking her will.” Ghost admitted. “But the witch will do nicely, I think.”
“Historically, priests make poor Petitioners anyway. Those that can be persuaded to even accept the bargain, that is.”
“And what of paladins?”
Collin152 laughed again, but this was hardly a friendly laugh. “Although not exactly unprecedented, it would certainly be an oddity. My, though, you have quite the ego; always slipping in the self-referential, bringing the conversation back to yourself.”
“I feel I deserve the attention.”
“I feel you’re trying to set up a distraction. Misdirection is a dangerous game to play with me, especially when it’s not one of your strengths. Stick to your usual frontal assault; I may not know what it is you’re trying to obscure, but I am aware of your attempt. I’ll be watching you.”
“As always.”
Collin152 vanished, returning to his realm.
Ghost turned as his new visitor arrived: Dallas-Dakota, master of the demonshard Discord.
“He finally left?”
“Yes, come and gone.”
“About time. I don’t appreciate being kept waiting.”
“My apologies, I did my best to be rid of him.”
“Meh. I know how he is. Likes to hear himself talk.”
“He said roughly the same of me.”
“He did? Oh, that’s rich!” Dallas laughed.
“I find it humorously ironic.”
“Humorous or not, though, be careful with him. He’s dangerous; been at this a long time and he’s good at what he does.”
“My presence here stands as a constant reminder. If not for Collin152, I would never have even come to this realm, let alone end up a slave to the shard.”
“Yeah, yeah. I don’t need to know your life story; especially as it pertains to Corruption. My part in this little plot of yours is almost done. Good thing, too, I’ve got important business in the east.”
“Calamity’s men are in place, ready, then?”
“Yeah, all the most expendable ones.”
“Good. When the witch loses control I plan on a massacre. I don’t wish to overtax our bargain.”
“Meh. Other than Calamity, all of these are easily replaceable. Pawns fit for sacrifice and little else. Raven’s men are bought with little more than shiny trinkets. Besides, it’s good for me to get involved here in the south for a change. Things have been peaceful here for too long.”
“Tyranny has a strong hold here, yes.”
“Your people are content being sheep.”
Ghost nodded, briefly lost in memory. “I aim to change that.”
“Sweeter words were never spoken,” Dallas said. “But, if that’s all you needed, my projects in the east demand my attention.”
“Yes! Thank you, don’t let me keep you.”
Dallas snickered. “Whatever. Pleasure doing business with you.” He faded back to his realm.
Ghost, alone at last, contently surveyed his former homeland through the gazing pool. Everything was going exactly according to plan.
Dragonrider
2008-10-30, 12:08 AM
:smalltongue: I just looked through the index for myself (isn't that required??? :smallwink:) and I read my "In Destiny's Shade" and it made me laugh out loud because I'd completely forgotten all about it.
Edit: It's "Queen of the Stars", not "Starts" :smallsmile:
Skippy
2008-10-30, 01:19 AM
Something brought me to this thread right now. I hadn't read "Who wants to live forever?" and it was awesome. Congratulations and thank you!
Also, I have a working title for a Ship, but I haven't decided who will be there. So I might as well throw the title as a challenge: Build a ship with this title!
A dream of you in a world without you...
randman22222
2008-10-30, 07:41 AM
Curly, one little note. Muffled Silence is not me and TBW. It's me and... TBD. Gezina will be paired with someone, most likely me, but I do not know yet.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 07:57 AM
Okay, I wanted to avoid a double-post but I wanted to get this stuff up and impatient-boy is impatient! :smalltongue:
Parts One (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5074295&postcount=914) Two (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5097954&postcount=1101) Three (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5115456&postcount=1167) Four (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5144653&postcount=1305)
Seventeen Shards: Part Five
Starring:
Moon_Called
Terraoblivion
TwoBitWriter
Gem Flower
Alien
Featuring:
ghost_warlock
TwoBit didn’t have the breath to cry out when the bakeneko slammed its jaws into his chest, the wind already knocked out of him when the creature crashed into him from above. The pain was intense and the force of the bakeneko’s attack left his chestplate visibly dented.
The bakeneko drew itself up, preparing to strike again.
With a shout, Terra charged to her friend’s aid, taking the form of her ox totem as she cleared the distance. The bakeneko shrieked as she plowed into it, sending it rolling with the impact. Terra stood over her fallen friend protectively, her eyes glowing golden.
“Flicker,” Alien whispered, vanishing and reappearing at the bakeneko’s flank. He plunged a pair of daggers into the creature. It retaliated, lashing out with a tentacle that sent him tumbling away.
As she spoke a prayer of healing, a beam of glittering energy flowed from Gem’s hand and into TwoBit. He gasped, filling his lungs with air as his cracked ribs mended. Still feeling slightly sore, but otherwise uninjured, he quickly crawled out form under Terra and climbed to his feet at her side.
Moon concentrated on her sword, sending the weapon spinning end over end through the air and plunging the blade up to the hilt into the bakeneko.
It showed no sign of pain or injury, however, and left the sword hanging in midair as it flowed around the weapon and launched itself at Terra. Tentacles lashed and clung to her, yanking her limbs at painful angles.
Seeking to escape, she shifted to the form of her snake totem, slipping out of the bakeneko’s grasp. She turned and sank her fangs into one of the tentacles. Alien flickered behind the bakeneko and stabbed at it with his daggers. Gem whispered a curse and fired a crackling black ray into the monster.
The bakeneko didn’t so much as flinch under their assaults.
Moon telekinetically hacked at the creature with her sword as TwoBit scooped up his falchion. He swung the blade in a wide, powerful arc, cleaving the bakeneko’s head from its body.
But the severed head merely melted back into the bakeneko’s core as it took a new form – a giant, hulking humanoid. It snatched TwoBit in a massive, clawed hand and hurled him several feet. “Useless!” it bellowed.
“This isn’t working, it’s like striking water!” TwoBit said as he picked himself up. The bakeneko shook Terra off as Alien stabbed, ineffectively, at its thigh.
“I warned you,” Ghost said. “It’s invulnerable to your attacks. You should have fled this place hours ago.”
“Unless you have something useful to tell us, I’d prefer if you shut up,” Moon scowled, concentrating on attacking the bakeneko telekinetically with her sword.
“Useful? Oh, I could help you; but I doubt you’ll accept the terms.” Ghost chided.
“What! Why didn’t you tell us this before?”
“You didn’t ask if I could hurt the bakeneko. Although I did drop a hint or two.”
“Right,” Moon grunted.
Terra shifted into the form of her bear totem and mauled the bakeneko. TwoBit severed one of its elephantine legs. Any wounds they inflicted lasted scant seconds at most as it reformed perfectly after every attack they made.
“It ‘cannot be compelled by magic of this realm,’ I told you. I am no longer of this realm.” Ghost explained.
“So, how does it help us that you can hurt it?” Gem asked.
“More than hurt it; I could destroy the bakeneko, if it was worth my while. But I don’t want to make it that easy for you.” He withdrew the curved dagger from within his robe. “This knife can cause it lasting harm. I will give it to you if you do something for me.”
“What do you want, brother?” Gem spat, firing another black ray.
“Renounce Raven, little sister. Swear yourself to me, to the shard, and become my agent in this realm. Pledge your soul to me and I’ll give you the weapon that can save the lives of your friends.”
“I can’t do that! I am bound to Raven; I can’t cast aside my oaths, not even if it means death.”
The bakeneko whipped a leg around; catching Alien hard in the chest and flinging him away into the copse of trees he’d earlier been carving his name among.
“Oaths are but words, easily cast aside. Am I not proof of that?” Ghost growled. “What of your friends, then? Will you send them to their deaths as well, all for your foolish pride?”
Lunging, the bakeneko seized TwoBit and squeezed him between its hands. He screamed in pain as it slowly began to crush him. His armor buckled under the pressure.
“This is not about pride!” Gem cried.
A slime-wet tongue shot from the bakeneko’s mouth and encased Terra’s head. She clawed at the glistening tendril but couldn’t dislodge or pry it off.
“Then you will all die,” Ghost said.
“Wait! I’ll do it!” Moon shouted. “I’ll swear myself to you; you can’t let them die!”
“You’ll swear your soul to me, to the shard?”
“Yes! Please, give me the knife, help us fight this thing, but then leave this realm.”
Ghost nodded. “I agree to your terms, witch. Say your oath and release me from the circle.”
The words came to her instinctively, as if they’d always been right on the tip of memory. “I, Moon Called, swear my soul to Ghost Warlock, the bearer of the shard, Terror. Let us walk as one along the path of destruction.” With a kick, she dislodged one of the silvered iron rods and scattered the salt along a long stretch of the circle.
“Free at last!” Ghost appeared to waver and ripple slightly as he crossed the border of the circle. Once outside the barrier, his form solidified.
The bakeneko screamed as Ghost approached, dropping TwoBit and releasing Terra. It fell to its knees, clutching its head. TwoBit hit the ground and lie still while Terra reverted to her natural form, coughing and sputtering, striving to regain her breath.
Gem ran to TwoBit’s side, chanting. Her hands glittered as she placed them on his chest, concentrating on her prayer.
The bakeneko quivered and collapsed, shrinking and changing shape. It whined, taking the form of a large cougar with a long tail.
“Your turn, my dear,” Ghost said, handing Moon the curved dagger.
The bakeneko appeared to be cowering as she walked over. It made no move to defend itself, or resist, as she grasped its tail and severed it in a single stroke of the knife.
The bakeneko screamed in agony. “Betrayal!” it shouted, as if the attack woke it from a dream.
“Silence!” Ghost exploded in a mass of black tendrils that closed the distance and engulfed the pitiful creature completely. The tendrils vanished, taking the bakeneko with them and leaving only the demon’s patch of darkness with glowing yellow eyes.
“It was working for you all along, wasn’t it? What else could it mean by that?” Moon demanded.
“Your spell is over, I need no longer answer your questions.” Ghost said. “Instead, you are now my servant, bound to me. I have gifted you with a fragment of my power and you are now my representative in this realm. You are free to do as you will with my power for the time being, but know that I will require your services in the future. When contacted, you will obey me. Think of yourself as my dark priest. But now I have business elsewhere. See to your wounded; I’ll be in touch.” He vanished.
Frowning, Moon tossed the dagger and severed tail to the ground. She turned to her lover. “Are you okay?”
Terra sat, rinsing her mouth with water from her waterskin. She spat brackish water from her mouth, then looked up at Moon and nodded. “Nothing a little rest and some water won’t fix. That thing smelled, tasted, awful. How’s everyone else.”
Moon looked around. TwoBit was resting against a tree, intently inspecting his mangled armor. Gem was seeing to Alien’s wounds, which were mostly hurt pride and a few abrasions from when the bakeneko’s kick had hurled him away.
“It looks like everyone’s okay,” Moon said, sitting down beside Terra. “It could have been a lot worse.”
They sat quietly for several minutes, trying to enjoy the sunlight on their skin. Finally, Terra broke the silence.
“Was it worth it, then? Our lives for your soul?”
“I…I don’t…” Moon said. “Yes. Absolutely. I’d give anything in the world for you, Terra. You are my world; I couldn’t stand it if I lost you.”
Terra smiled thinly. “I’d say the same of you. For both our sakes, don’t lose yourself in this bargain.”
They embraced for several long seconds and then sat quietly together, staring at the curved dagger Ghost had left them.
Seventeen Shards: Chapter One Epilogue
Featuring:
Calamity
Collin152
dallas-dakota
ghost_warlock
“This was not part of our bargain.” The bakeneko said. Cut off from Crocotta, it was greatly weakened, especially so in Ghost’s realm in the Underworld.
“You know how this works,” Ghost replied. “I simply received a better offer.”
The bakeneko couldn’t disagree. Had the tables been turned, it would have done the same. Few things were more valuable to a demon than a foothold in the realm of mortals.
“What is to become of me, then?”
“Not ready to meet your maker?”
“No! You can’t do this, you swore!”
“I gave my word as a paladin. And, as I have recently been reminded, I am no longer bound by any oaths or codes. I am free to act as I wish. You may have ruled here, once, but this my realm now!” He relented. “In any case, though, I may yet find a use for you. There’s nothing to be gained by your destruction at this time.”
“Then, what will you… No!” The bakeneko began to sink into the floor. It thrashed uselessly as the realm swallowed it. Buried deeply, it would be held immobilized and silenced in a constant waking nightmare.
“So,” Collin152 said, materializing nearby as the bakeneko disappeared into the ground. “Do you have plans for him, or are you simply being needlessly cruel?”
Ghost, possessing his imp as before, shrugged.
Collin152 smiled. “Either way, I’m proud of you. We’re all proud of you. You’re shaping up to be a much better heir to Terror than they anticipated.”
“That’s good news, I suppose. Speaking of the others, when will I meet them?”
“All in due time. Really, it’s up to them. They will introduce themselves when they individually see fit. Now that you’ve claimed a Petitioner, it’s possible they’ll become more interested. A demon without real power in the world, such as you up until now, is hardly a worthwhile ally. As your influence grows, though, you may be sought out to assist in someone’s plans. And it may depend somewhat on that witch of yours. Some think she was too easily persuaded, too eager to assume the mantle. They’re suspicious.”
“And what do you think?”
Collin152 laughed. “Are you genuinely curious? I think this is the first time you’ve ever asked for my opinion or assessment!”
“I am coming more and more to understand your role in all of this. You are my guide, are you not? A mentor of sorts?”
“Call it what you will. Perhaps I am just looking after my investment. All the same, though, I think your witch is an impetuous fool who does not yet realize what it is she’s agreed to. But she will, probably soon. At least in part.”
“Yes, she’s clever. I originally planned on claiming my little priest of a sister; breaking her will.” Ghost admitted. “But the witch will do nicely, I think.”
“Historically, priests make poor Petitioners anyway. Those that can be persuaded to even accept the bargain, that is.”
“And what of paladins?”
Collin152 laughed again, but this was hardly a friendly laugh. “Although not exactly unprecedented, it would certainly be an oddity. My, though, you have quite the ego; always slipping in the self-referential, bringing the conversation back to yourself.”
“I feel I deserve the attention.”
“I feel you’re trying to set up a distraction. Misdirection is a dangerous game to play with me, especially when it’s not one of your strengths. Stick to your usual frontal assault; I may not know what it is you’re trying to obscure, but I am aware of your attempt. I’ll be watching you.”
“As always.”
Collin152 vanished, returning to his realm.
Ghost turned as his new visitor arrived: Dallas-Dakota, master of the demonshard Discord.
“He finally left?”
“Yes, come and gone.”
“About time. I don’t appreciate being kept waiting.”
“My apologies, I did my best to be rid of him.”
“Meh. I know how he is. Likes to hear himself talk.”
“He said roughly the same of me.”
“He did? Oh, that’s rich!” Dallas laughed.
“I find it humorously ironic.”
“Humorous or not, though, be careful with him. He’s dangerous; been at this a long time and he’s good at what he does.”
“My presence here stands as a constant reminder. If not for Collin152, I would never have even come to this realm, let alone end up a slave to the shard.”
“Yeah, yeah. I don’t need to know your life story; especially as it pertains to Corruption. My part in this little plot of yours is almost done. Good thing, too, I’ve got important business in the east.”
“Calamity’s men are in place, ready, then?”
“Yeah, all the most expendable ones.”
“Good. When the witch loses control I plan on a massacre. I don’t wish to overtax our bargain.”
“Meh. Other than Calamity, all of these are easily replaceable. Pawns fit for sacrifice and little else. Raven’s men are bought with little more than shiny trinkets. Besides, it’s good for me to get involved here in the south for a change. Things have been peaceful here for too long.”
“Tyranny has a strong hold here, yes.”
“Your people are content being sheep.”
Ghost nodded, briefly lost in memory. “I aim to change that.”
“Sweeter words were never spoken,” Dallas said. “But, if that’s all you needed, my projects in the east demand my attention.”
“Yes! Thank you, don’t let me keep you.”
Dallas snickered. “Whatever. Pleasure doing business with you.” He faded back to his realm.
Ghost, alone at last, contently surveyed his former homeland through the gazing pool. Everything was going exactly according to plan.
Another great chapter. Good to know I haven't died yet :smallwink:
Thufir
2008-10-30, 08:16 AM
Index issues:
Hm, the links in the index to my fics aren't working. Looks like there may be too many 'http://'s in them. :smalltongue: I'll e-mail you an edit you should hopefully be able to copy+paste from. :smallsmile:
To be precise, I think it's all the ones from the second thread contain a xn--http-fb7a// between the http:// and the rest of the URL.
Felixaar
2008-10-30, 08:18 AM
Ahhh, that new thread smell.
Not that I lurk here, always reading and never posting or anything.
(I actually dont. But I like to put the fear in your minds.)
(Or do I?)
(Shut up!)
Sorry. We'll take this outside.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 08:20 AM
To be precise, I think it's all the ones from the second thread contain a xn--http-fb7a// between the http:// and the rest of the URL.
Yeah, my links work once I delete out the a xn--http-fb7a//
Thufir
2008-10-30, 08:25 AM
Not that I lurk here, always reading and never posting or anything.
Whyever not?
ghost_warlock
2008-10-30, 08:28 AM
Another great chapter. Good to know I haven't died yet :smallwink:
Nope, you haven't died yet, although you certainly took a beating. A bakeneko is really a bit out of the group's league, but they're fortunately very, very rare as the chapter epilogue should suggest. :smallsmile:
The next segment should showcase TwoBit better, show a bit more about the man other than his John McClane-like toughness. :smalltongue:
Felixaar
2008-10-30, 09:36 AM
Whyever not?
As said, I don't actually do that. I just saw a new thread. I might start reading now but romance, fictionalized or not always seems to make me feel down for a little while...
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 09:47 AM
As said, I don't actually do that. I just saw a new thread. I might start reading now but romance, fictionalized or not always seems to make me feel down for a little while...
It doesn't have to be romance, my friend. You could just write a story about some playgrounders fighting off Roman Legions or climbing Mount Kilimanjaro.
Thufir
2008-10-30, 09:56 AM
It doesn't have to be romance, my friend. You could just write a story about some playgrounders fighting off Roman Legions or climbing both peaks of Mount Kilimanjaro.
Fixed. :smalltongue:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 10:08 AM
Fixed. :smalltongue:
*sigh*
Forgive me for my slip of knowledge of African Geography.
I should have wiki'd it first, but at least I spelled it right.
You, my friend, have earned a place as a repugnant character in my next ship. :smalltongue:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-30, 10:53 AM
*sigh*
I spend ages fidgeting with the index. Over two hours eventually and some stupid 'malfunction' (AKA: something the computer does to deliberately annoy me) induces broken links on the index.
I'd kill the laptop, but then I'd lose a lot of stuff.
:smallannoyed: Vexing object.
*goes to fix all the links*
And I'll hurt my eyes too.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 10:55 AM
*sigh*
I spend ages fidgeting with the index. Over two hours eventually and some stupid 'malfunction' (AKA: something the computer does to deliberately annoy me) induces broken links on the index.
I'd kill the laptop, but then I'd lose a lot of stuff.
:smallannoyed: Vexing object.
*goes to fix all the links*
And I'll hurt my eyes too.
We appreciate your sacrifice, Curly. Your efforts allow us to show off our shipping fantasies to people who only passingly care. :smallwink:
Dragonrider
2008-10-30, 11:10 AM
We appreciate your sacrifice, Curly. Your efforts allow us to show off our shipping fantasies to people who only passingly care. :smallwink:
Seconded.
Hugely seconded.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-30, 11:21 AM
Done. Found the problem - which was in every single link for thread two and removed it. All links should work and I've (hopefully) got all the asked changes for fic titles/pairings.
I can has white chocolate cookie noaw?
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 11:22 AM
Here you go... With my thanks Curly!
http://static.zoovy.com/img/michaelscookies/W450-H360-Bffffff/200610/prod_whitechocmac.jpg
randman22222
2008-10-30, 11:30 AM
Done. Found the problem - which was in every single link for thread two and removed it. All links should work and I've (hopefully) got all the asked changes for fic titles/pairings.
I can has white chocolate cookie noaw?
I'll give you chocolate fudge if you take TBW's name off of Muffled Silence's title. I'm not actually shipping myself with him. :smalltongue:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 11:36 AM
I'll give you chocolate fudge if you take TBW's name off of Muffled Silence's title. I'm not actually shipping myself with him. :smalltongue:
What? You don't want to be shipped with me, Randman? :smallbiggrin:
I'm only on one ship so far... yeah its had four parts done and I'm a total badass in it... but still...
randman22222
2008-10-30, 11:38 AM
What? You don't want to be shipped with me, Randman? :smallbiggrin:
I'm only on one ship so far... yeah its had four parts done and I'm a total badass in it... but still...
Don't get me wrong, you're a great guy and all, and I'm more than happy to have you as a friend, but...
There's another person... :smallfrown:
Sorry.
... :smalltongue:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 11:42 AM
Don't get me wrong, you're a great guy and all, and I'm more than happy to have you as a friend, but...
There's another person... :smallfrown:
Sorry.
... :smalltongue:
Well, thats not just like the fifty some-odd rejections I had growing up... :smallbiggrin:
Edit: Which never stopped me from dusting myself off and moving on. My wife refused to go out with me like three times. The fourth time she finally gave in and went on a date with me.
randman22222
2008-10-30, 11:46 AM
Well, thats not just like the fifty some-odd rejections I had growing up... :smallbiggrin:
Edit: Which never stopped me from dusting myself off and moving on. My wife refused to go out with me like three times. The fourth time she finally gave in and went on a date with me.
See, I knew a guy like you wouldn't take this too badly. We can still be friends, right? :smalltongue:
Kaelaroth
2008-10-30, 11:47 AM
Don't get me wrong, you're a great guy and all, and I'm more than happy to have you as a friend, but...
There's another person... :smallfrown:
Sorry.
... :smalltongue:
See! See! Get offof my Randy, TBW! :smallbiggrin:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 11:49 AM
See! See! Get offof my Randy, TBW! :smallbiggrin:
You can have him. He's a bit too... umm... male for my tastes.
@Randman, and of course we can be friends. I shall write a ship dedicated to our newfound friendship. (And I might have you dating Kaelaroth...:smallbiggrin:)
Kaelaroth
2008-10-30, 11:51 AM
You can have him. He's a bit too... umm... male for my tastes.
@Randman, and of course we can be friends. I shall write a ship dedicated to our newfound friendship. (And I might have you dating Kaelaroth...:smallbiggrin:)
:smallamused:
randman22222
2008-10-30, 11:56 AM
Heehee...
And the weekend is upon me once more, so I shall write the next episode of Muffled Silence.
Thufir
2008-10-30, 12:11 PM
You, my friend, have earned a place as a repugnant character in my next ship. :smalltongue:
:smallfrown: But all I did was reference Monty Python...
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 12:16 PM
:smallfrown: But all I did was reference Monty Python...
Okay... I guess I can forgive you. :smallwink:
Dragonrider
2008-10-30, 03:01 PM
You can have him. He's a bit too... umm... male for my tastes.
Also I'm not sure what your wife would have to say about it. :smallamused:
Lyesmith
2008-10-30, 03:33 PM
Are letters still valid, even without a recipient?
I've got a couple
ghost_warlock
2008-10-30, 03:37 PM
Are letters still valid, even without a recipient?
I've got a couple
I'd say go for it, the thread is going off into chattersville currently and we needs our ships! :smallbiggrin:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-30, 03:38 PM
Also I'm not sure what your wife would have to say about it. :smallamused:
Well, what some people write on a forum really doesn't bother her. She is not into anything remotely similar to what these forums represent, but she is aware that I requent them. No secrets between us and all that.
So really, anything really goes when it comes to shipping TwoBitWriter.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-30, 07:05 PM
Cobra/RHL
Fall
Even in my dreams I see Her.
Pain undying is all I deserve because of Her.
She was sitting, hands idle, eyes faraway, gazing at what I know not. Eyes lost in the mist that curls lovingly around the river Styx. The river of deceit.
The river of hate.
My heart seizes even now to remember Her. Sitting bonelessly, without purpose by the wine - dark coursing of the destesting river.
Phlegyas, ferryman across the bile - filled waters of the Styx was the one who had brought the word to me. Frantic he was: She had drunk of Lethe and Styx.
No memories would She have. No voice would She have for a full nine years.
There she sat in the glowing dankness of mists that now curled Her viciously to the shores of the source of hatred. But She did not answer the insidious sussurus that haunted the shores of the wine - dark Styx.
My heart weeps for Her.
She, a mere human with which the Olympians and Cthonics toy with or fall briefly in love with, was mine. Once.
My toy - but not - She became more. Able to transcend the belittling label of Her kind.
My heart keens for Her.
I should not have loved Her. If I did not, She would not be forever crouched by the shores of the hating Styx, empty of Herself - Her memories - unable even to use Her voice though those nine years have been and gone half a hundred times.
If only I had not been arrogant.
She would not be there. Trapped in nothing.
My heart is Hers. And She can do nothing for either of us. Oh, I have tried, yes I have tried times uncountable, but the deadly concoction cannot be reversed no matter which gods or how many try.
Even mighty Kronos would be unable to help.
She has my heart.
I had Hers; I toyed with it, rejected it even though I knew that what I felt was a true feeling. I gave Her my heart all unknowing, entrusting to a feeble, brief being all that was myself.
Her heart is long gone. Never to be remembered.
As am I.
Even immortals such as I fall.
And it hurts so much.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-30, 07:42 PM
Cobra/RHL
Fall
Even in my dreams I see Her.
Pain undying is all I deserve because of Her.
She was sitting, hands idle, eyes faraway, gazing at what I know not. Eyes lost in the mist that curls lovingly around the river Styx. The river of deceit.
The river of hate.
My heart seizes even now to remember Her. Sitting bonelessly, without purpose by the wine - dark coursing of the destesting river.
Phlegyas, ferryman across the bile - filled waters of the Styx was the one who had brought the word to me. Frantic he was: She had drunk of Lethe and Styx.
No memories would She have. No voice would She have for a full nine years.
There she sat in the glowing dankness of mists that now curled Her viciously to the shores of the source of hatred. But She did not answered the insidious sussurus that haunted the shores of the wine - dark Styx.
My heart weeps for Her.
She, a mere human with which the Olympians and Cthonics toy with or fall briefly in love with, was mine. Once.
My toy - but not - She became more. Able to transcend the belittling label of Her kind.
My heart keens for Her.
I should not have loved Her. If I did not, She would not be forever crouched by the shores of the hating Styx, empty of Herself - Her memories - unable even to use Her voice though those nine years have been and gone half a hundred times.
If only I had not been arrogant.
She would not be there. Trapped in nothing.
My heart is Hers. And She can do nothing for either of us. Oh, I have tried, yes I have tried times uncountable, but the deadly concoction cannot be reversed no matter which gods or how many try.
Even mighty Kronos would be unable to help.
She has my heart.
I had Hers; I toyed with it, rejected it even though I knew that what I felt was a true feeling. I gave Her my heart all unknowing, entrusting to a feeble, brief being all that was myself.
Her heart is long gone. Never to be remembered.
As am I.
Even immortals such as I fall.
And it hurts so much.
Aww, its so sad =/
And very beautiful..
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-30, 07:52 PM
What do you expect?
My last three, four, more? sad fics have been written after midnight. I'm not sure why though.
But it is also tradition for me to make at least one typo in each of my sad fics as well.
Glad you liked though.
Felixaar
2008-10-30, 09:45 PM
It doesn't have to be romance, my friend. You could just write a story about some playgrounders fighting off Roman Legions or climbing Mount Kilimanjaro.
Granted, and if I ever feel like it I will.
Funny thing is we both managed to slip up on African Geography around the same time (last night I was insisting the Panama Canal was between Egypt and Israel. I'm still thinking that google maps might have been redrawn as a conspiracy to make me feel stupid.)
Dallas-Dakota
2008-10-31, 01:21 AM
Cobra/RHL
Fall
Even in my dreams I see Her.
Pain undying is all I deserve because of Her.
She was sitting, hands idle, eyes faraway, gazing at what I know not. Eyes lost in the mist that curls lovingly around the river Styx. The river of deceit.
The river of hate.
My heart seizes even now to remember Her. Sitting bonelessly, without purpose by the wine - dark coursing of the destesting river.
Phlegyas, ferryman across the bile - filled waters of the Styx was the one who had brought the word to me. Frantic he was: She had drunk of Lethe and Styx.
No memories would She have. No voice would She have for a full nine years.
There she sat in the glowing dankness of mists that now curled Her viciously to the shores of the source of hatred. But She did not answer the insidious sussurus that haunted the shores of the wine - dark Styx.
My heart weeps for Her.
She, a mere human with which the Olympians and Cthonics toy with or fall briefly in love with, was mine. Once.
My toy - but not - She became more. Able to transcend the belittling label of Her kind.
My heart keens for Her.
I should not have loved Her. If I did not, She would not be forever crouched by the shores of the hating Styx, empty of Herself - Her memories - unable even to use Her voice though those nine years have been and gone half a hundred times.
If only I had not been arrogant.
She would not be there. Trapped in nothing.
My heart is Hers. And She can do nothing for either of us. Oh, I have tried, yes I have tried times uncountable, but the deadly concoction cannot be reversed no matter which gods or how many try.
Even mighty Kronos would be unable to help.
She has my heart.
I had Hers; I toyed with it, rejected it even though I knew that what I felt was a true feeling. I gave Her my heart all unknowing, entrusting to a feeble, brief being all that was myself.
Her heart is long gone. Never to be remembered.
As am I.
Even immortals such as I fall.
And it hurts so much.
Sad and beautifull, love it Curly! You keep on rockin' writing!
Lyinginbedmon
2008-10-31, 08:19 AM
I'm still thinking that google maps might have been redrawn as a conspiracy to make me feel stupid.
I'm reasonably certain it doesn't know where Akihabara is.
Dragonrider
2008-10-31, 10:11 AM
I feel like this thread is a bastion - and outpost, if you will, of Friendly Banter. :smallamused:
I need to write a fic soon. But it'll be a while, since I'm starting WriMo....
Kaelaroth
2008-10-31, 10:12 AM
I feel like this thread is a bastion - and outpost, if you will, of Friendly Banter. :smallamused:
Ssssh! We can't have these natives knowing! :smalleek:
Felixaar
2008-10-31, 10:29 AM
I'm reasonably certain it doesn't know where Akihabara is.
Neither do I, so you got me beat.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 11:23 AM
Ever wondered how AMEN sees Hallowe'en: A time of monsters and horrors?
Let's find out:
'Classic' AMEN:
All Hallows Eve
Thunder rolled. Lightning struck. Down in the depths of his laboratories the mad scientist cackled gleefully. The plan was working.
"It's aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!!" The manic cry echoed around AMEN as the occupants sighed. Maggy was fixated on Hammer horror again.
Screams of terror, rage and war came constantly from the portal to the kitchen where Cassie was undoubtedly experimenting on some poor tourist; dead things walked throughout; zombies were made, people were brought back from the dead and ominous moans and thuds came from the haunted library. The fur rug moved intermittently and screeching music was heard thoughout the upper floors as Vespe played. And many people died gruesome deaths.
It really was just another day.
As per tradition the older, surviving children of the villages of SMBG, the Structured Games district and the Town sent the unsuspecting younglings trick - or - treating to the isolated mish - mashed building that was (and yet was not) perched quite happily above the largest acid lake in existence (currently suffering a kind of drought as the recent construction of Shipping Inc. (and then later Scourge Inc.) was affecting the consumption of one of AMENs most treasured resources). Up the gentle path the children went, and behind them the teenagers snickered quite evilly, before knocking on the poorly repaired door.
To the cutely dressed children the dreaded AMEN seemed nothing more than a badly cared for building. Even if parts of it did flicker in and out of reality at intervals.
So, they knocked and waited eager for their treats.
Sady they did fail to recall that they would chorus "Trick or treat." And that the AMENites were nothing if not bloody literally minded if they chose to misunderstand something.
The door opened and Saurous loomed over them. "Yeah. What?" Half of the kids fled at the mere sight of him: a half - elven, half - something - else necromancer with an lich arm. Oh, and scary red eyes.
The remaining half tremulously said "Trick or treat." and Saur actually looked down. And screamed before running away and hiding behind MC who, among with about half of AMEN was looking curiously at the door. "There's a clown! Getitaway!!" After some shoving Vespe stumbled forward, "Right. Treats yeah? Hold on. I'll go get you a CD each."
"Vespe, you're not giving them That Song are you? He'll kill you again, and this time he might get bits of you over something important."
"It's hardly as if they'll remember it after they hear it."
"True. And it will ruin their happy innocence." Childish curiousity now completely aroused they waited eagerly for their CDs to arrive. Vespe handed them out and they saw the title was Maggy's Song (http://amen.wikidot.com/magtoksong) before it was dropped into their greedy bags. It's a shame they heard it. Drove two of them totally mad.
The next lot of trick or treaters was treated to Maggys' blood spattered body wrenching open the door grinning maniacally while holding a gory knife. Naturally, they ran.
Later though, when every AMENite was lurking by the door waiting to see whether or not there'd be any more 'trick or treaters' the doorbell rang. This time Cassie opened the door and everyone else peered over her shoulders. Then they all screamed and ran away to hide.
For what had come up to their doors was truly horrifying. Clowns, fluffy pink bunnies, fairies, teletubbies and all manner of terrors. Rarely had anything scared the AMENites more than this half score bunch of children.
Children who happened to be eight years or under and confused as to why they didn't get any sweets. They left disappointed but alive.
And so AMEN remembered what the day was and why it brought almost as much fear as Easter or Valentine's Day. They were glad when it ended.
No romance whatsoever. Enjoy this Hallowe'eny story of oddness.
Thufir
2008-10-31, 11:31 AM
Ever wondered how AMEN sees Hallowe'en: A time of monsters and horrors?
Let's find out:
'Classic' AMEN:
All Hallows Eve
Thunder rolled. Lightning struck. Down in the depths of his laboratories the mad scientist cackled gleefully. The plan was working.
"It's aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!!" The manic cry echoed around AMEN as the occupants sighed. Maggy was fixated on Hammer horror again.
Screams of terror, rage and war came constantly from the portal to the kitchen where Cassie was undoubtedly experimenting on some poor tourist; dead things walked throughout; zombies were made, people were brought back from the dead and ominous moans and thuds came from the haunted library. The fur rug moved intermittently and screeching music was heard thoughout the upper floors as Vespe played. And many people died gruesome deaths.
It really was just another day.
As per tradition the older, surviving children of the villages of SMBG, the Structured Games district and the Town sent the unsuspecting younglings trick - or - treating to the isolated mish - mashed building that was (and yet was not) perched quite happily above the largest acid lake in existence (currently suffering a kind of drought as the recent construction of Shipping Inc. (and then later Scourge Inc.) was affecting the consumption of one of AMENs most treasured resources). Up the gentle path the children went, and behind them the teenagers snickered quite evilly, before knocking on the poorly repaired door.
To the cutely dressed children the dreaded AMEN seemed nothing more than a badly cared for building. Even if parts of it did flicker in and out of reality at intervals.
So, they knocked and waited eager for their treats.
Sady they did fail to recall that they would chorus "Trick or treat." And that the AMENites were nothing if not bloody literally minded if they chose to misunderstand something.
The door opened and Saurous loomed over them. "Yeah. What?" Half of the kids fled at the mere sight of him: a half - elven, half - something - else necromancer with an lich arm. Oh, and scary red eyes.
The remaining half tremulously said "Trick or treat." and Saur actually looked down. And screamed before running away and hiding behind MC who, among with about half of AMEN was looking curiously at the door. "There's a clown! Getitaway!!" After some shoving Vespe stumbled forward, "Right. Treats yeah? Hold on. I'll go get you a CD each."
"Vespe, you're not giving them That Song are you? He'll kill you again, and this time he might get bits of you over something important.""It's hardly as if they'll remember it after they hear it."
"True. And it will ruin their happy innocence." Childish curiousity now completely aroused they waited eagerly for their CDs to arrive. Vespe handed them out and they saw the title was Maggy's Song (http://amen.wikidot.com/magtoksong) before it was dropped into their greedy bags. It's a shame they heard it. Drove two of them totally mad.
The next lot of trick or treaters was treated to Maggys' blood spattered body wrenching open the door grinning maniacally while holding a gory knife. Naturally, they ran.
Later though, when every AMENite was lurking by the door waiting to see whether or not there'd be any more 'trick or treaters' the doorbell rang. This time Cassie opened the door and everyone else peered over her shoulders. Then they all screamed and ran away to hide.
For what had come up to their doors was truly horrifying. Clowns, fluffy pink bunnies, fairies, teletubbies and all manner of terrors. Rarely had anything scared the AMENites more than this half score bunch of children.
Children who happened to be eight years or under and confused as to why they didn't get any sweets. They left disappointed but alive.
And so AMEN remembered what the day was and why it brought almost as much fear as Easter or Valentine's Day. They were glad when it ended
No romance whatsoever. Enjoy this Hallowe'eny story of oddness.
AAaaaaaaaah! Scary children are scary.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 11:34 AM
I told Thufir that I would ship him next. I also decided I wanted to get back at Curly a little for writing some depressing stuff :smallwink:. I have never written anything sad before but I am in kind of a low mood today and thought I would try to channel that energy.
I hope its not too "melo"
I am proud of the fact that its short. Surprised me.
"Forever Etched on my Mind"
Starring: CurlyKitGirl/Thufir
It wasn’t because Thufir didn’t love her. That’s not why he had to let her go. It happened because he loved her too much. Perhaps there was a small bit of cowardice involved but he simply couldn’t bear the thought of her thinking any less of him for the rest of her life.
It was his own foolish mistake; he let himself be blinded by the fusillade of daily troubles and distractions that let him forget for a moment how much she meant to him, what their lives together had meant to him. One mistake, one moment, and everything came crashing down.
He will never forget the way she looked at him when he told her it had to end.
“Why?” Curly asked, as if he could explain it to her.
“Because… I can’t tell you because you will hate me forever. And I don’t want you to remember me that way,” Thufir finally replied.
“We are strong enough to handle anything!” Curly protested. “Just let me in and we can weather the storm, I know we can.”
“Not this time. Not this day. Maybe after a while...” Thufir said, standing.
“Don’t leave me, I don’t want to face the world without you!” Curly cried, tears sparkling in her eyes.
Thufir didn’t reply, but he turned toward the entrance to the cafe and walked away from her. Before opening the door to the cold rain outside, he paused. He begged himself to look upon her one more time, but resisted. Finally, he walked out into the rain, knowing that he didn’t want that last image of her tears and confusion forever burned upon his mind.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 11:42 AM
I have two fics I plan on doing today.
However, both feature me >.<
So, um. Yeah.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 11:56 AM
I have two fics I plan on doing today.
However, both feature me >.<
So, um. Yeah.
Am I in one of them? :smalltongue: I would love to have you ship me sometime.
Thufir
2008-10-31, 12:17 PM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
Oh, shush you :smallsigh:
Or I'm gonna ship you with me, genderbent. Twice. As in, both of us.
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
A Different Temptation (Warning: This fic may induce fangirlish tendencies)
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that your chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
Mordokai
2008-10-31, 12:20 PM
I have two fics I plan on doing today.
However, both feature me >.<
So, um. Yeah.
Anybody getting shipped with you can be happy that he is shipped with you. Doubly so if s/he gets shipped with you by you.
And I'm not saying this only because it happened to me more than once. I'm saying it because it's the truth.
EDIT:
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that you chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as [i]she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
I did, I just never got around to it. Probably wouldn't for a long time. Now, lets see what you did there.
*starts reading*
Dr. Bath
2008-10-31, 12:21 PM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Join the 'being portrayed as an absolute jerk in ships' club. I'm a proud member. :smallbiggrin:
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 12:23 PM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that you chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as [i]she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
That was hilarious. Great work.:smallbiggrin:
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 12:25 PM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that you chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as [i]she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
I love you, Thufir. I love you so much
EEEEEE~
Thufir
2008-10-31, 12:27 PM
I love you, Thufir. I love you so much
EEEEEE~
I pretty much expected this reaction, but still, Yayness! I is loved!
Mordokai
2008-10-31, 12:33 PM
I love you, Thufir. I love you so much
EEEEEE~
Suspected as much...
What can I say, the ship has a certain... appeal to it :smalltongue:
Thufir
2008-10-31, 12:36 PM
Anyone care to suggest a title for it? 'Cause I'm still drawing a blank.
ghost_warlock
2008-10-31, 12:38 PM
Join the 'being portrayed as an absolute jerk in ships' club. I'm a proud member. :smallbiggrin:
I'm not sure he qualifies for membership, since he's actually a pretty stand-up guy every fic I've seen him appear in. :smallsmile: The fic he wrote is sad, but he's the narrator and not a participant. We can't consider him a jerk because he's written a sad fic, can we? If so, there's a lot of us who're jerks by default since our fics have been less-than happily-ever-after stories. :smallwink:
As a side note, can I join the club? I'm a big-time jerk in my fic and I believe I'm slotted as the Big Bad in TBW's. Also, I was a brain-obsessed zombie in the other fic I've been included in (which I loved, btw :smallbiggrin:).
Anyone care to suggest a title for it? 'Cause I'm still drawing a blank.
"Male-View: Rabbit's Style"
rubakhin
2008-10-31, 12:44 PM
There needs to be a club for "persistently portrayed as intoxicated." :smallwink: Man, I don't think I'm sober in any of the fics I'm in.
Of course, that is fairly in-character for me.
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 12:45 PM
Suspected as much...
What can I say, the ship has a certain... appeal to it :smalltongue:
LadyMeyers might need to look out.:smalltongue:
No wonder Mordokai hangs out with that bard all the time.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 12:45 PM
There needs to be a club for "persistently portrayed as intoxicated." :smallwink: Man, I don't think I'm sober in any of the fics I'm in.
Of course, that is fairly in-character for me.
Its because you're such a pretty man, we have to get you drunk to consider us.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 12:45 PM
As a side note, can I join the club? I'm a big-time jerk in my fic and I believe I'm slotted as the Big Bad in TBW's.
At least you have a legitimate motivation and aren't just a one-sided D-bag.
And I just wanted to see if I could write a sad scene effectively without going over the top or missing the point completely.
Mordokai
2008-10-31, 12:56 PM
LadyMeyers might need to look out.:smalltongue:
No wonder Mordokai hangs out with that bard all the time.
Shaddup, you hear me! I deny everything! I'll...
Yeah, I've learned my lesson.
*scuttles away before saying something stupid agin*
ghost_warlock
2008-10-31, 12:56 PM
There needs to be a club for "persistently portrayed as intoxicated." :smallwink: Man, I don't think I'm sober in any of the fics I'm in.
Of course, that is fairly in-character for me.
Heh, then we're more-or-less polar opposites, as the only request I make for people shipping me is that I remain/am portrayed as a teetotaler. Heck, I'm practically knurd! :smallwink:
At least you have a legitimate motivation and aren't just a one-sided D-bag.
And I just wanted to see if I could write a sad scene effectively without going over the top or missing the point completely.
No complaints here, I think you're doing a fantastic job. :smallsmile:
Cobra_Ikari
2008-10-31, 01:16 PM
Its because you're such a pretty man, we have to get you drunk to consider us.
>.>
*seduces pretty men for the benefit of the women in this thread*
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 01:18 PM
>.>
*seduces pretty men for the benefit of the women in this thread*
Woah there, buddy, save that for the fan-girl ships! :smalltongue:
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 01:25 PM
And how does seducing men to like you benefit the girls in the thread?:smallconfused:
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 01:29 PM
And how does seducing men to like you benefit the girls in the thread?:smallconfused:
Hallo.
Fangirls.
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 01:32 PM
Its because you're such a pretty man, we have to get you drunk to consider us....You're setting a very bad standard for ships involving your truly.
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 01:33 PM
Poor Gan. I'm sure RHL didn't mena it that way.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 01:34 PM
See, I'm reading it over and over again, and I can't see what the hell you guys are reading from it.
Ruba is a pretty man, that's all I was saying v.v
Cobra_Ikari
2008-10-31, 01:37 PM
See, I'm reading it over and over again, and I can't see what the hell you guys are reading from it.
Ruba is a pretty man, that's all I was saying v.v
*pets*...there, there.
Perhaps they didn't consider that most of them need no alcohol to fall for lovely women such as you? <3?
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 01:38 PM
See, I'm reading it over and over again, and I can't see what the hell you guys are reading from it.
Ruba is a pretty man, that's all I was saying v.vIt's my poor self-esteem that did it, but I saw "The only way to span the gap of physical appearances is over the neck of a vodka bottle."
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 01:39 PM
It's my poor self-esteem that did it, but I saw "The only way to span the gap of physical appearances is over the neck of a vodka bottle."
No, its "The only way to span the gap of Ruba's preference for men only is over the neck of a vodka bottle"
:smalltongue:
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 01:44 PM
No, its "The only way to span the gap of Ruba's preference for men only is over the neck of a vodka bottle"
:smalltongue:Ah, I was working under the assumption that he was hetero. Nevermind, then.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 01:59 PM
This is a combination of two fic ideas;
One, of course, being something sweet and romantic, the other...
Its a bit of a confession of my own.
Its also the first real song fic I've done in some time.
In My Life (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym0x3vTw6yc)
RabbitHoleLost/Raistlin
There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever,not for better
Some have gone and some remain
Rabbit frowned, curled up on the couch, the sounds of the Beatles flowing past her, through her...whatever.
Some had said they were the most romantic band to ever cross the mortal plane, though Rabbit knew better. All of them had had handfuls of botched relationships, all of them had cheated on their wives (with the exception of poor Ringo, who's first wife had cheated on him with George...), all broken romances.
And though Rabbit adored them all (even, on occasion, though she hated to admit it, Macca), they only further cemented her disbelief. Oh, yes, despite all of the romantic ships she had written, despite all her flirting and adoration of love stories, Rabbit did not believe in Love, and, most especially, True Love. Or, rather, she didn't believe that it was created to make people happy, but, more or less, to torment those who blindly believed. How often did anyone find true love? And, if they did, how long were they allowed to have it before some tragic end?
Always, always, there was a sad ending. Love was torment, and she had had enough ill-fated romances to know that.
And yet...
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
A soft pair of fingers ran through her hair, and she shuddered from the surprise, her eyes opening and glancing up to catch his. She hadn't realized she had fallen asleep, drifting along the waves of melodic male voices, and Raistlin's grin was certainly something to wake up to.
"Hey, little darlin'."
"Hey, sleepyhead."
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And though she had long decided there was no such thing as a 'and they lived happily ever after', or that there was no other being on this planet who would love her like the love implied in Beatles music, there was something about Raistlin that made her want to try, made her hope.
Her hands reached up for him, grasping his shoulders, bringing him down, down, down to her.
His lips tasted of strawberries, and hers of the fresh tears spilled in the joy of him.
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 02:25 PM
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that you chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as [i]she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
You missed a bit. It should be: *Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's and Curly's reaction*
Ahem.
EEEEE~
A complete gigglefest and I love the ending.
Title suggestions:
ghost_warlock's is pretty good.
Walking A Mile In The Other Half's Shoes
Why Rabbit Should Not Drink
Warning: This Fic May Induce Fangirlish Tendencies
How To Use A 'Belt' Of Gender Bending
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 02:36 PM
Why Rabbit Should Not Drink
This one.:smallbiggrin:
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 02:39 PM
Warning: This Fic May Induce Fangirlish Tendencies
I like this one!
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 02:41 PM
Why don't we compromise
Why Fangirls shouldn't drink.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 02:45 PM
Also, I wasn't the one drinking =P
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 02:45 PM
But that was the kind of thing that a drunk fangirl would right write...
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 02:51 PM
A Different Temptation
InaVegt
2008-10-31, 02:56 PM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that you chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as [i]she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
SQUEEEEEE!
Awesome fic is awesome!
Mordokai
2008-10-31, 02:59 PM
You people are entirely too happy to see me and Cristo getting shipped...
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 03:00 PM
You people are entirely too happy to see me and Cristo getting shipped...
I envy your fame. I will have to work harder to work up my own reputation.
Officially, from here on it, I will slash fiction in PM's for free! :smallwink:
Saint Nil
2008-10-31, 03:01 PM
Actually, threads like this make e pretty happy that I'm not popular.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 03:02 PM
I've said it before and I'll say it again: you two have amazing chemsitry and it can so easily be twisted into four or five different reasons for it, if not more.
And I've had ideas for two more fics.
Volunteers/nominations?
Songs:
Love Of My Life
Save Me
I think these two'll be shaped to how the thread wants them, so be free little shippers and readers. Make demands!
And yes, they're both by Queen. Pretty much any songfic I do will involve Queen. Live with it.
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 03:03 PM
You people are entirely too happy to see me and Cristo getting shipped...Extremely happy and possibly aroused females, two major pieces of competition off the market... Yeah, I'll support that ship.
Edit: I'll volunteer for Save Me.
InaVegt
2008-10-31, 03:05 PM
Curly: I volunteer for damsel in distress.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 03:06 PM
Extremely happy and possibly aroused females, two major pieces of competition off the market... Yeah, I'll support that ship.
Edit: I'll volunteer for Save Me.
Has ds7 given permission?
I demand witchy/half-orcy love.
DEMAND IT
:smalltongue:I'll volunteer for Love of my life seems Romantic enough for me.:smallsmile:
Also I'm going to have to scream this at least once.
"LUCRETCIA!"
You all knew it was coming.:smalltongue:
Mordokai
2008-10-31, 03:10 PM
Actually, threads like this make e pretty happy that I'm not popular.
Ah, it's not so bad, you get used after a first couple of ships. You become... a sailor! :smalltongue:
Extremely happy and possibly aroused females, two major pieces of competition off the market... Yeah, I'll support that ship.
I find this statement quite ironic.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 03:10 PM
I will do Save Me though its a horribly sad song.
Edit: Besides, Curly, you gotta get me back for making you cry! :smallbiggrin:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 03:16 PM
Who's ds7?
And that makes it . . .
Save Me - TwoBit and Ganurath
Love of my Life - Gezina and fanboy
*scurries to lyric site and begins to typings*
Oh, and I've found a song that possibly has more innuendo than Don't Stop Me Now. One Get Down, Make Love - once again: Queen.
EDIT:
I've just looked up the lyrics for that last one. :smalleek: Whoa.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 03:17 PM
Who's ds7?
And that makes it . . .
Save Me - TwoBit and Ganurath
Love of my Life - Gezina and fanboy
*scurries to lyric site and begins to typings*
Oh, and I've found a song that possibly has more innuendo than Don't Stop Me Now. One Get Down, Make Love - once again: Queen.
A Don't Stop Me Now-based fic would be interesting to say the least.
I think I should do one for Hier Kommt Alex by Die Toten Hosen... just because I'm messed up like that.
Edit: And Gannie... one of us is going to break the other's heart... :smallfrown:
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 03:21 PM
Who's ds7?
Deathslayer7 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/member.php?u=25979)
Also, I don't think you could do a song for Get Down, Make Love and put it up on the boards =P
Its too sexually charged.
Edit: TBW, if you hurt Ganu, I'll hurt you.
Wow, that sounded awful =P
randman22222
2008-10-31, 03:22 PM
A Don't Stop Me Now-based fic would be interesting to say the least.
I think I should do one for Hier Kommt Alex by Die Toten Hosen... just because I'm messed up like that.
Edit: And Gannie... one of us is going to break the other's heart... :smallfrown:
Hier kommt Alex!
Vorhang auf, für seine Horrorschau
Err, right. In case you didn't know, it's inspired by A Clockwork Orange. This will be interesting to read...
Cobra_Ikari
2008-10-31, 03:22 PM
...so...make a naughty fic thread somewhere else? =P
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 03:23 PM
Hier kommt Alex!
Vorhang auf, für seine Horrorschau
Err, right. In case you didn't know, it's inspired by A Clockwork Orange. This will be interesting to read...
I know, thats why I said I was messed up like that :smallbiggrin: Who would want to be Alex?
@Cobra, Heck, that would just get people in trouble... Its what MSN and AIM are for!
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 03:25 PM
A Don't Stop Me Now-based fic would be interesting to say the least.
You mean this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4689879&postcount=984) songfic right here?
And RHL, you're right about that song. But I could give it a go and rework it until I deem it threadworthy. But I'll still put a warning up JIC.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 03:26 PM
You mean this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4689879&postcount=984) songfic right here?
And RHL, you're right about that song. But I could give it a go and rework it until I deem it threadworthy. But I'll still put a warning up JIC.
Ooh, Ooh! Can I be in it! :smallbiggrin:
My wife will probably find it funny.
Thufir
2008-10-31, 03:57 PM
Genderbent Mordokai/Mi'ir Fic is now named A Different Temptation (Warning: This fic may induce fangirlish tendencies)
>.>
*seduces pretty men for the benefit of the women in this thread*
And I'm having another idea...
Thanatos 51-50
2008-10-31, 04:48 PM
*points you evil, nasty shipping people to the NaNoWriMo thread*
Dallas-Dakota
2008-10-31, 05:25 PM
Nooooo.
Even though It's probably so long I wrote a ship that I dunno if I could be considered part of 'the crew' anymore.
Also, I love being shipped. No matter how twisted.
So hereby : Do I volunteer, voluntarily in any ship not involving t-rexes and such as victim shippee!
Castaras
2008-10-31, 05:29 PM
Who's ds7?
And that makes it . . .
Save Me - TwoBit and Ganurath
Love of my Life - Gezina and fanboy
*scurries to lyric site and begins to typings*
Oh, and I've found a song that possibly has more innuendo than Don't Stop Me Now. One Get Down, Make Love - once again: Queen.
EDIT:
I've just looked up the lyrics for that last one. :smalleek: Whoa.
I'm in Love with my Car. You should totally do a fic based on I'm in Love with my Car.
Hmm...I now have a random urge to do a shipfic based on Seal Driver (http://www.lyricstime.com/jethro-tull-seal-driver-lyrics.html)... *goes to word*
I need two people. A guy to be a piratey person, a girl to be an ex-tavern girl.
InaVegt
2008-10-31, 05:38 PM
I'm in Love with my Car. You should totally do a fic based on I'm in Love with my Car.
Hmm...I now have a random urge to do a shipfic based on Seal Driver (http://www.lyricstime.com/jethro-tull-seal-driver-lyrics.html)... *goes to word*
I need two people. A guy to be a piratey person, a girl to be an ex-tavern girl.
I can do the ex-tavern girl.
Dallas-Dakota
2008-10-31, 05:40 PM
I need two people. A guy to be a piratey person, a girl to be an ex-tavern girl.
I can be the piratey person.
I even have a pirate cookiemonster.
But it looks extremely childish....
Which was the actual goal...:smalltongue:
Castaras
2008-10-31, 05:58 PM
- the tale of once Bargirl Gezina, and the Dread Pirate Dallas-Dakota
Gezina stared wistfully up at the moon. It was a beautiful, clear, starlit evening. The sea was gentle, on the boat, and all was quiet, except for the faint snoring of the crew in their drunken sleep. But she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t had much to drink, and didn’t really feel like finishing off the rest of her rum. It seemed all so bland, so pale, so dead… So lonely. She missed the shoreline. Just one fatal attack on her little home town, and now nothing left. Nothing for her to go back to.
[I]
Take you away on a magic ship…
She still couldn’t understand why Dallas had decided that her life should be spared. What did she have that all the other girls didn’t? She wasn’t that pretty, and she hid her intelligence when she could – lasting long enough in this world taught her the value of playing dumb. People thought you could think, and you’d be gone.
It was in the deepest depths of her thoughts that Dallas found her. He smiled faintly at her, standing beside her, looking up at the moon also, munching on some ship biscuits.
“Beautiful night,” He commented.
“Mmm.” Why was he here now? Wasn’t he drinking with all the other sailors?
“You seem half sober.”
“The tavern drunkards are ‘half sober’, compared to your crew…”
“That’s true.”
Silence once again. Gezina risked a glance at Dallas. She hadn’t noticed before his eyes. So blue. So deep. So beautiful… Another glance. Had he noticed? He didn’t seem to show it.
“So what’s got you up at this time of night?”
“Not sure.”
I’ve got two hundred diesel horses thundering loud…
A faint murmur came from the Pirate Captain. “I certainly know what kept me up…”
Gezina turned to face Dallas, eyes curious. He was smiling, faintly, but it was still a smile. She felt his hand move to encompass hers. So soft and warm… Gezina blushed faintly, inwardly cursing. She’d never have blushed if it were just a tavern drunk! What was wrong with her? Another smile from Dallas. A shiver brought concern to those deep blue eyes.
“Are you cold?”
“A little…maybe…”
Dallas moved closer to her, an arm slipping cautiously around her waist. Subconsciously, the bargirl moved closer to him. Together they stood for a while. In the quiet. Just watching the sky, with only the sound of the gentle waves lapping against the ship.
Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire
as the summer lightening cuts the sky like a hot wire
Gezina looked up at the captain, who looked to her, into her eyes. Such beautiful eyes she had… Such beautiful eyes he had…
Let me take you in hand
And bring you alive…
They were both soon to discover that not only were their respective eyes beautiful, but their lips delicious, and their loving truly amazing.
Let me make you my Seal Driver…
So...yeah. Title please? Sorry it isn't that good a ship, not really that great with words. >.>
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 06:01 PM
- the tale of once Bargirl Gezina, and the Dread Pirate Dallas-Dakota
Gezina stared wistfully up at the moon. It was a beautiful, clear, starlit evening. The sea was gentle, on the boat, and all was quiet, except for the faint snoring of the crew in their drunken sleep. But she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t had much to drink, and didn’t really feel like finishing off the rest of her rum. It seemed all so bland, so pale, so dead… So lonely. She missed the shoreline. Just one fatal attack on her little home town, and now nothing left. Nothing for her to go back to.
[I]
Take you away on a magic ship…
She still couldn’t understand why Dallas had decided that her life should be spared. What did she have that all the other girls didn’t? She wasn’t that pretty, and she hid her intelligence when she could – lasting long enough in this world taught her the value of playing dumb. People thought you could think, and you’d be gone.
It was in the deepest depths of her thoughts that Dallas found her. He smiled faintly at her, standing beside her, looking up at the moon also, munching on some ship biscuits.
“Beautiful night,” He commented.
“Mmm.” Why was he here now? Wasn’t he drinking with all the other sailors?
“You seem half sober.”
“The tavern drunkards are ‘half sober’, compared to your crew…”
“That’s true.”
Silence once again. Gezina risked a glance at Dallas. She hadn’t noticed before his eyes. So blue. So deep. So beautiful… Another glance. Had he noticed? He didn’t seem to show it.
“So what’s got you up at this time of night?”
“Not sure.”
I’ve got two hundred diesel horses thundering loud…
A faint murmur came from the Pirate Captain. “I certainly know what kept me up…”
Gezina turned to face Dallas, eyes curious. He was smiling, faintly, but it was still a smile. She felt his hand move to encompass hers. So soft and warm… Gezina blushed faintly, inwardly cursing. She’d never have blushed if it were just a tavern drunk! What was wrong with her? Another smile from Dallas. A shiver brought concern to those deep blue eyes.
“Are you cold?”
“A little…maybe…”
Dallas moved closer to her, an arm slipping cautiously around her waist. Subconsciously, the bargirl moved closer to him. Together they stood for a while. In the quiet. Just watching the sky, with only the sound of the gentle waves lapping against the ship.
Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire
as the summer lightening cuts the sky like a hot wire
Gezina looked up at the captain, who looked to her, into her eyes. Such beautiful eyes she had… Such beautiful eyes he had…
Let me take you in hand
And bring you alive…
They were both soon to discover that not only were their respective eyes beautiful, but their lips delicious, and their loving truly amazing.
Let me make you my Seal Driver…
So...yeah. Title please? Sorry it isn't that good a ship, not really that great with words. >.>
I quite like it, actually.
You should write MOAR.
Castaras
2008-10-31, 06:02 PM
But I has NaNoWriMo. Which I'll be doing before ships.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 06:06 PM
Come back in December then!
Castaras
2008-10-31, 06:06 PM
Maybe. I'll think about it. :smallwink:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 06:22 PM
My latest songfics:
TwoBit/Ganurath:
Save Me (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=k8cYDnthloI&NR=1)
It started off so well
They said we made a perfect pair
I clothed myself in your glory and your love
How I loved you,
How I cried.....
We've been together since college; even separately chose the same university and got in. We were perfect together and we knew it; revelled in their quiet admiration and the fact that we never argued. You and me. 'TwoBit and Gan 4eva' right? But I guess, deep down, you knew we weren't. So when you said, "No more, it's over." I couldn't help but cry.
The years of care and loyalty
Were nothing but a sham it seems
The years belie we lived a lie
"I'll love you 'til I die"
Throughout college we were together. Throughout uni we were together. You were my first love. And even now you have been my only love Gan. What use was all my loyalty and devotion to you if you threw it back in my face all at once with that wry, quirky half - grin that used to make me feel giddy. You even said it first, "I'll love you 'til I die." And it made me so happy. I can't describe it; no, not even the greatest writer of all time can accurately describe how I felt. Yet I shall try, I, with my weak skills at weaving weft and warp in a tapestry of a story:
Imagine Gan, no, remember; remember that night in Freshers' Week when we stole over to the woods and went for walks in moon - dappled glens that were straight out of Shakespeare, "'Well met by moonlight fair Ganurath'" And we were overcome by that supernatural beauty, like there was a - a - a rightness to everything there in that perfect moment. That how I felt when you said you would love me 'till the day I died. And look what you did.
The slate will soon be clean
I'll erase the memories,
To start again with somebody new
Was it all wasted
All that love?.....
I hang my head and I advertise
A soul for sale or rent
I have no heart, I'm cold inside
I have no real intent
I want to forget you; pretend that all the love and happiness I felt when I was with you. I was always near you even when we were literally on opposite ends of the earth. I should find someone else, but I'm always going to be left wondering if it was all my love, my everything that I gave you was wasted.
Have I wasted every iota of my love and affection on someone who spurned me for no reason? Five years I loved you. You threw me away in fifty five seconds. It should not be so easy to steal someone's soul and then return it broken. I'm dating again, but I have no will to date. I do for for appearances' sake. Can't be seen pining over you now can I Gan? Noone who really cares for me would want me to. And still I do miss you. I half believe I gave all my warmth, my inner fire to you I feel so cold now. Apathetic.
Save me Save me Save me
I can't face this life alone
Save me Save me Oh...
I'm naked and I'm far from home
If I wrapped myself in the silky warmth of your love for me like a blanket then you took it from me. All my comfort you took with you. Why did you take so much of our history, our story with you? The photos, gifts, half - whispered notes scrawled hither and thither on any kind of keepsake. At first I clung to that like it meant you did miss me.
Until I went into the charity shop. I saw most of it there: the frames, all was laid bare to roving eyes of strangers. Even the single memento I had of my grandfather! How COULD YOU?! You knew how much it meant and why I gave it to you and yet you still took it from me. If you hated it so much you should have let me treaure it for both my sets of cherished memories; you scorned him and me. That. That was something I can never forgive you ever.
And you know that I love that shop. You know I go in there so often.
You knew I would find it didn't you? YOU KNEW!
You stole my hearts' home. Tore it away from me with that callous action. I would have forgiven you anything else. You stripped me of my precious feelings. my one last feeling I had you tore from my grasp as the wind batters away at a sapling. I'm so far away from where my home was. And I know it'll never rebuild itself with another ones' help.
My soul is desolate. Homeless. Heartless.
Each night I cry, I still believe the lie
I'll love you 'til I die
Please . . . please, come back to me. And yet, I don't want you to. I'm caught in your web.
Everything is true, but that one promise. You're never going to love me 'til you die. I'll love you 'til I die.
Even though I don't want to.
Enthralled by a crueller faery than the one Keats wrote of.
I don't want to love you any more. Release me.
Gezina/fanboy
Love Of My Life (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtqADo-D3mQ&feature=related)
Love of my life - you've hurt me
You've broken my heart and now you leave me
Love of my life can't you see
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me, because you don't know
What it means to me
Gezina sat on the bench at the edge of the dunes watching the errant breeze shifting its caress from one dune to another. How fitting . . . Yes, fanboy was well known for toying with hearts, but this time it seemed different. Perhaps because it was her at the centre?
But even so, they'd been together for far longer than any of his other relationships; she'd taken that as a positive sign. That maybe, for once, that everything he said was what he truly meant.
Yet, even after all that time he didn't realise how much her heart meant to her. How wary she was, always. "I never give away my heart easily and wholly. You have to earn my love and trust." she had said to him once; she never elaborated, thinking it was all that need be said. Didn't say the rest. Every day, every promise you keep earns you another shard of my heart. I want you to be the one to gather the puzzle that is my heart and solve it so we may both be whole. I want to love and trust you utterly. She had no desire to give it all and then have it smashed apart by one careless accident. Not again. People die or leave too easily for her to trust instinctively or all - at - oncely any more.
Love of my life don't leave me
You've taken my love, (all of my love) and now desert me
Love of my life can't you see
(Please bring it back) bring it back, bring it back (back)
Don't take it away from me (take it away from me)
Because you don't know (ooh ooh ooh know means to me)
What it means to me
But even if she had said that would it have changed anything? She couldn't believe it to be so in the scarred part of her heart. The first time, oh, that first time she was betrayed by one she loved and admired above and beyond all others. He cut her heart in two and took half with him when he died to save an unwanted step - mother. Even though it was just the love a trusting child had for her father it was still a betrayal of the worst kind.
When she allowed fanboy to earn her heart she had been pleased beyond all reason that her withered little half - heart was seen as more than sufficient and more beloved than a whole one.
And he cut away another chunk of her newly fixed heart. He was the love of her life, and didn't know how much it all meant to her.
Who will remember
When this is blown over
And everything's all by the way - (ooh yeah)
When I grow older
I will be there at your side to remind you
How I still love you - (I still love you)
It would be fine if she could just be near him; but rumour was that he was moving away. A job in the city; a love in a new town . . . they all whispered treacherously in her ears of his betrayal.
She raised one small hand to her ear. She still wore the earrings he'd bought her. A crescent moon with a star in one ear; a bright - rayed sun and shadowed moon in the other. So beautiful; eternal in their beauty both as jewelry and objects in the arcing sky.
Everything her life's love wasn't. She had wanted to grow old with him and every day wake up to whisper "I love you." into his ear and hear the same back, each and every day. Noone would remember one girl in a string of girls he played with; noone would even remember she loved him and that - no matter how briefly - he loved her in return.
Only her . . .
Ooh, back - hurry back
Please bring it back home to me
Because you don't know what it means to me
Love of my life
Love of my life
"Just bring me back my heart and let me see if I can start all over." Even if he didn't love her, she could still love him in her crippled heart if he gave it back to her. Or even find love a - new. This time, harder than ever to find and believe. No. Just come back fanboy. Come back home to me.
I was cross - listening when I wrote these. They complement each other well, so feel free yourself to cross - listen with the other song to see how it works.
Note: spelling and grammar in lyrics is reliant upon the site I nicked them from, so don't expect 100% accuracy each time. I also doubt 'belie' is a real word, but sue me for spending more time on the story than accuracy.
Ponderings:
Did fanboy know the actual lyrics to this ballad when he volunteered? Or did he just do it because it sounded romantic and happy?
I hope RHL realises that the heartbreaker in Save Me was chosen so as not to make her hurt the other.
I did not break the heartbreakees' heart in Save Me in response to a fic involving my heartbreak. In that case, why did I listen to RHL and not the other?
Hmm, oh, and anything I write after ten seems sad. Especially when it involves Queen.
Even though I was watching Buzzcocks clips and Dead Set which is essentially a zimbie apocalypse centred around Big Brother - and I actually enjoyed something involving BB. Wonders will never cease.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 06:43 PM
Awww, Cuuuurlleeeee, you could have had TBW break Ganu's heart. I'm sure that TBW would have liked me hurting him =P
Nonetheless, both are so pretty and dark, as usual.
TwoBitWriter
2008-10-31, 07:10 PM
@ RHL: What can I say? I'm something of a masochist at times.
@ Curly: :smallfrown: That was really good, and incredibly sad. I think I need to call my mother! *runs away crying*
Great work!
CurlyKitGirl
2008-10-31, 07:20 PM
- the tale of once Bargirl Gezina, and the Dread Pirate Dallas-Dakota
Gezina stared wistfully up at the moon. It was a beautiful, clear, starlit evening. The sea was gentle, on the boat, and all was quiet, except for the faint snoring of the crew in their drunken sleep. But she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t had much to drink, and didn’t really feel like finishing off the rest of her rum. It seemed all so bland, so pale, so dead… So lonely. She missed the shoreline. Just one fatal attack on her little home town, and now nothing left. Nothing for her to go back to.
[I]
Take you away on a magic ship…
She still couldn’t understand why Dallas had decided that her life should be spared. What did she have that all the other girls didn’t? She wasn’t that pretty, and she hid her intelligence when she could – lasting long enough in this world taught her the value of playing dumb. People thought you could think, and you’d be gone.
It was in the deepest depths of her thoughts that Dallas found her. He smiled faintly at her, standing beside her, looking up at the moon also, munching on some ship biscuits.
“Beautiful night,” He commented.
“Mmm.” Why was he here now? Wasn’t he drinking with all the other sailors?
“You seem half sober.”
“The tavern drunkards are ‘half sober’, compared to your crew…”
“That’s true.”
Silence once again. Gezina risked a glance at Dallas. She hadn’t noticed before his eyes. So blue. So deep. So beautiful… Another glance. Had he noticed? He didn’t seem to show it.
“So what’s got you up at this time of night?”
“Not sure.”
I’ve got two hundred diesel horses thundering loud…
A faint murmur came from the Pirate Captain. “I certainly know what kept me up…”
Gezina turned to face Dallas, eyes curious. He was smiling, faintly, but it was still a smile. She felt his hand move to encompass hers. So soft and warm… Gezina blushed faintly, inwardly cursing. She’d never have blushed if it were just a tavern drunk! What was wrong with her? Another smile from Dallas. A shiver brought concern to those deep blue eyes.
“Are you cold?”
“A little…maybe…”
Dallas moved closer to her, an arm slipping cautiously around her waist. Subconsciously, the bargirl moved closer to him. Together they stood for a while. In the quiet. Just watching the sky, with only the sound of the gentle waves lapping against the ship.
Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire
as the summer lightening cuts the sky like a hot wire
Gezina looked up at the captain, who looked to her, into her eyes. Such beautiful eyes she had… Such beautiful eyes he had…
Let me take you in hand
And bring you alive…
They were both soon to discover that not only were their respective eyes beautiful, but their lips delicious, and their loving truly amazing.
Let me make you my Seal Driver…
So...yeah. Title please? Sorry it isn't that good a ship, not really that great with words. >.>
Excellent work Cassie; it's lovely and well written.
As a title may I suggest Solace on the Shore?
@RHL: dark? I wouldn't say that, maybe. I don't know. It is cruel heartbreak. Maybe it is dark.
@TwoBit: I have a stock of tissues kept just for this purpose. *offers* I did good?
Maybe I should join another one of those writing things eh? *wry half smile*
Dragonrider
2008-10-31, 08:56 PM
"Belie" IS a real word. You've read Shakespeare, I'd expect you of all people to know it! :smalltongue: :smallwink:
Also it's in the Bible quite a lot, I think.
rubakhin
2008-10-31, 09:04 PM
It's also the Russian plural adjective for "white." Like, you have belie rosy (white roses) or belie ruki (white hands). It can also be used as a word on its own meaning "white things." It's pronounced byeh-lee-yeh, though. And that was how I read it at first. :smallsigh: Is it obvious when I've been speaking mostly Russian out in meatspace?
*checks watch* I wanted to finish that shipfic before NaNo ... I think I have just enough time. Of course The Rose Dragon went and left right before I finished it :smallfurious: but he says I still have permission to go on with it. A good guy!
Castaras, as a title, how about something like Au Claire de la Lune? Unless that's too cliche. *not good with titles*
Ganurath
2008-10-31, 09:50 PM
Wow... I should really learn the lyrics to songs before I volunteer for ships based on them. Excellent fic, but now I feel kinda guilty...
Wow, it seems like I'm the offical heartbreak kid of Giant itp.
How.... appropriate considering my new avatar.
LUCRETCIA!
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 10:39 PM
...Fanboy, her name was Lucrecia. No 't' in there.
Jeebus.
I think I just out Final Fantasy fanned FF Fanboy
...Fanboy, her name was Lucrecia. No 't' in there.
Jeebus.
I think I just out Final Fantasy fanned FF Fanboy
No, you didn't. I just have crappy spelling.
I thought that wa established.:smalltongue:
Also I can sing One winged angel in latin.
Just ask Kneen. I really did it.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 10:43 PM
I can, as well.
I also know more about FF than FFVII.
I'm a big Kefka fangirl :smallwink:
(Though Vincent is my favorite "good" guy, followed by Squall)
I can, as well.
I also know more about FF than FFVII.
I'm a big Kefka fangirl :smallwink:
(Though Vincent is my favorite "good" guy, followed by Squall)
you sure do spend alot of time on these boards RHL.
"Wouldn't your time be better spent building a monument to your nonexistance?"
Also if Vincent was real I would yank him away from the hidden waterfall cave, and HAVE HIM. I don't care what anyone says. I would HAVE HIM right then, and there.:smallamused:
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 10:49 PM
Not as much as I did before I got a job X-x
But, otherwise, yes.
Psssst psssssst
Thought I'd let you know....
I'm going to kill someone today! Uwahahahaha
:smallwink:
About having Vincent: Agreed... and I was about to say things not suitable for this board >.<
'Nother edit: I also like Seymour quite a bit, though I hate admitting to liking FF X
>>
Not as much as I did before I got a job X-x
But, otherwise, yes.
Psssst psssssst
Thought I'd let you know....
I'm going to kill someone today! Uwahahahaha
:smallwink:
About having Vincent: Agreed... and I was about to say things not suitable for this board >.<
'Nother edit: I also like Seymour quite a bit, though I hate admitting to liking FF X
>>
I see you caught on, and although the FF X story line was... sub par... I liked the charecters themselves despite the sterotypes into which they all fell.
Except Auron... Auron's awesome. Seymour is good to, but I'm not into the crazy.
Cobra_Ikari
2008-10-31, 11:00 PM
...at least it isn't FF XII? *shudder*
*giggles at "liking characters despite stereotypes"*...isn't that a staple of the series, almost?
...at least it isn't FF XII? *shudder*
*giggles at "liking characters despite stereotypes"*...isn't that a staple of the series, almost?
Points a giant rake at*
I don care what rabbit will do to me if I hurt you I'll die with the satisfaction that I took you down with my +5 soul stealting, soul annilhating rake o doom.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 11:14 PM
I change Mordokai's text color each time I write him! =O
I'm Sorry to Love You
Mordokai/RHL
"Mordokai, I love you." Rabbit looked up at the paladin, her eyes wide, glassy from tears that had yet to form, to spill. Her words rang genuine, true, and though it had come suddenly, Mordokai couldn't help but believe her.
As she stood in the doorway to his home, drenched from the pouring rain, she looked nearly angelic, despite that he knew her enough to know that that description wasn't completely accurate; perhaps a fallen angel, or an ascended demon.
He pulled her into his arms, where she nuzzled her face, still cold from the wet, against his neck, breathing heavily before breaking into sobs.
And then the dagger was jammed up inbetween his ribs, piercing his heart.
"..what?"
"I can't...I can't...I can't do it." She tried several time to speak inbetween her sobs, his crimson blood spilling over her hands.
"I can't do it. Its too close to worship, it is, and I'll be damned if I ever give my soul so completely to someone else. I can't be vulnerable, I can't be weak."
So that was it; she was terrified.
"R-Rabbit, I won't...your soul won't be-" The paladin coughed, blood spattering against Rabbit's brown-red hair, smudging as she shook her head, tears renewed.
"You wouldn't need to ask for it, Mordokai. I would give it to you freely. I cannot, I will not see myself become that." She turned her head, pressing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"I'm sorry, I love you. I love you, I love you, I'm so sorry..." His vision faded, focused lastly on the hazel of her eyes, her voice coming to him as if through a dream.
"I'm so sorry to love you."
Meh, not so fond of it.
Its sweet RHL, but I find the whole "I love you, but we can never be together." thing a rather tired trope.
A good one, but tired none the less.(One of my faves, but romeo, and juliet scenarios have been done. And i NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER! Want to hear about the leonardo decaprio version set in modern times!)
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 11:29 PM
Its sweet RHL, but I find the whole "I love you, but we can never be together." thing a rather tired trope.
A good one, but tired none the less.
Not that they can never be together, but that Rabbit thinks of herself being with someone in general impossible.
When someone bases their entire existance off of "I don't believe in religion, and I would rather die before worshipping someone", and then they fall in love, just to realize that love is a bit like worship, it kinda messes with your head.
It really could have been anyone; I had been musing over making it Magtok, but Maggy has made his wish to me that any fic involving him be not serious, and then 'Kai asked for a darker fic.
Hence, it became 'Kai.
Not that they can never be together, but that Rabbit thinks of herself being with someone in general in possible.
When someone bases their entire existance off of "I don't believe in religion, and I would rather die before worshipping someone", and then they fall in love, just to realize that love is a bit like worship, it kinda messes with your head.
Explains alot fo the past ships, and as mentioned in my previous edits it does have a romeo, and Juliet feel to it.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 11:31 PM
Explains alot fo the past ships, and as mentioned in my previous edits it does have a romeo, and Juliet feel to it.
Except that Juliet was an idiot who was easily fooled, and Romeo was fickle.
Whereas Rabbit is a little disturbed and would much rather live her life alone.
:: rather dislikes most Shakespeare::
Eh, I see it differently, but thats because I enjoy Shakespeare.
Albiet Rabbit i an entirely origanal charecter in almost every sense. The one sense is that she is crazy, and crazy was done by good ole' H.P. LoveCraft FIRST, and BEST.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-10-31, 11:37 PM
Eh, I see it differently, but thats because I enjoy Shakespeare.
Albiet Rabbit i an entirely origanal charecter in almost every sense. The one sense is that she is crazy, and crazy was done by good ole' H.P. LoveCraft FIRST, and BEST.
...Crazy was not done by Lovecraft first, you silly boy :smalltongue:
...Crazy was not done by Lovecraft first, you silly boy :smalltongue:
He did it best.
You cant argue that the man who greated
THIS:
http://www.rlyeh.nl/images/cthulhu_800.jpg
Was not truely mad.
Kneenibble
2008-11-01, 12:18 AM
:: rather dislikes most Shakespeare::
An impression, honourable Lady, you may asperse upon directors, actors, and English teachers, and not the man himself.
ghost_warlock
2008-11-01, 12:42 AM
:smalleek:
The RHL/FFF ship here is the saddest thing ever posted in the Shipping threads.
With game references, Cthulhu, Shakespeare, and inappropriate topics, it has crossed almost every line to tear down the reader's defensive shields and deliver the final, tearjerker punch.
I ask you, members of the board, is a world without Rabbit fics a world we want to live in? Can it even be a considered a world at all?
Nay, it is a shattered shadow of itself. It is a world where the sun has been replaced by a cruelly buzzing neon sign. No warmth is offered and no flowers will grow by its light, it simply proclaims the rising price of fuel per gallon.
The hordes of zombies sit and rot. Silent, their grief has betrayed all urges to moan. They remain too depressed to shuffle about; their search for brains no longer eternal. The daleks sit in their armor, contemplative; content that, in a world without Rabbit fics, there is truly nothing left to EXTERMINATE.
edit: the post that provoked my response here has been deleted, but this was simply too...something...for me to delete.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-11-01, 12:44 AM
:smalleek:
The RHL/FFF ship here is the saddest thing ever posted in the Shipping threads.
With game references, Cthulhu, Shakespeare, and inappropriate topics, it has crossed almost every line to tear down the reader's defensive shields and deliver the final, tearjerker punch.
I ask you, members of the board, is a world without Rabbit fics a world we want to live in? Can it even be a considered a world at all?
Nay, it is a shattered shadow of itself. It is a world where the sun has been replaced by a cruelly buzzing neon sign. No warmth is offered and no flowers will grow by its light, it simply proclaims the rising price of fuel per gallon.
The hordes of zombies sit and rot. Silent, their grief has betrayed all urges to moan. They remain too depressed to shuffle about; their search for brains no longer eternal. The daleks sit in their armor, contemplative; content that, in a world without Rabbit fics, there is truly nothing left to EXTERMINATE.
::patpat::
Thank you very much, but I decided to delete that comment of mine. Kneen made me see that it was indeed a rather rash statement I made in the midst of being sleepy and grumpy.
The zombies and daleks have nothing to worry about =P
And that made me smile.
Mordokai
2008-11-01, 04:43 AM
I change Mordokai's text color each time I write him! =O
I'm Sorry to Love You
Mordokai/RHL
"Mordokai, I love you." Rabbit looked up at the paladin, her eyes wide, glassy from tears that had yet to form, to spill. Her words rang genuine, true, and though it had come suddenly, Mordokai couldn't help but believe her.
As she stood in the doorway to his home, drenched from the pouring rain, she looked nearly angelic, despite that he knew her enough to know that that description wasn't completely accurate; perhaps a fallen angel, or an ascended demon.
He pulled her into his arms, where she nuzzled her face, still cold from the wet, against his neck, breathing heavily before breaking into sobs.
And then the dagger was jammed up inbetween his ribs, piercing his heart.
"..what?"
"I can't...I can't...I can't do it." She tried several time to speak inbetween her sobs, his crimson blood spilling over her hands.
"I can't do it. Its too close to worship, it is, and I'll be damned if I ever give my soul so completely to someone else. I can't be vulnerable, I can't be weak."
So that was it; she was terrified.
"R-Rabbit, I won't...your soul won't be-" The paladin coughed, blood spattering against Rabbit's brown-red hair, smudging as she shook her head, tears renewed.
"You wouldn't need to ask for it, Mordokai. I would give it to you freely. I cannot, I will not see myself become that." She turned her head, pressing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"I'm sorry, I love you. I love you, I love you, I'm so sorry..." His vision faded, focused lastly on the hazel of her eyes, her voice coming to him as if through a dream.
"I'm so sorry to love you."
Meh, not so fond of it.
I like it, but then again, I like everything you write. Still, I think it's good, if a bit short. Making it any longer would probably ruin the atmosphere anyway, so I don't count that as a bad thing. And you did manage to catch a nice atmosphere there: the rain adds a nice touch. Kinda sad I had to die, but then again, I asked for that, so I have no right to complain and am not planning on doing it. So all in all, you managed to do well once again, as I expected. If you'll be doing like that in the future, you have every right to kill me a few times more :smallsmile:
But wait, I'm second to Maggy? That hurts Rabbit, more than the knife :smalltongue:
Dallas-Dakota
2008-11-01, 05:52 AM
RHL : *sighs in relief*
- the tale of once Bargirl Gezina, and the Dread Pirate Dallas-Dakota
Gezina stared wistfully up at the moon. It was a beautiful, clear, starlit evening. The sea was gentle, on the boat, and all was quiet, except for the faint snoring of the crew in their drunken sleep. But she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t had much to drink, and didn’t really feel like finishing off the rest of her rum. It seemed all so bland, so pale, so dead… So lonely. She missed the shoreline. Just one fatal attack on her little home town, and now nothing left. Nothing for her to go back to.
[I]
Take you away on a magic ship…
She still couldn’t understand why Dallas had decided that her life should be spared. What did she have that all the other girls didn’t? She wasn’t that pretty, and she hid her intelligence when she could – lasting long enough in this world taught her the value of playing dumb. People thought you could think, and you’d be gone.
It was in the deepest depths of her thoughts that Dallas found her. He smiled faintly at her, standing beside her, looking up at the moon also, munching on some ship biscuits.
“Beautiful night,” He commented.
“Mmm.” Why was he here now? Wasn’t he drinking with all the other sailors?
“You seem half sober.”
“The tavern drunkards are ‘half sober’, compared to your crew…”
“That’s true.”
Silence once again. Gezina risked a glance at Dallas. She hadn’t noticed before his eyes. So blue. So deep. So beautiful… Another glance. Had he noticed? He didn’t seem to show it.
“So what’s got you up at this time of night?”
“Not sure.”
I’ve got two hundred diesel horses thundering loud…
A faint murmur came from the Pirate Captain. “I certainly know what kept me up…”
Gezina turned to face Dallas, eyes curious. He was smiling, faintly, but it was still a smile. She felt his hand move to encompass hers. So soft and warm… Gezina blushed faintly, inwardly cursing. She’d never have blushed if it were just a tavern drunk! What was wrong with her? Another smile from Dallas. A shiver brought concern to those deep blue eyes.
“Are you cold?”
“A little…maybe…”
Dallas moved closer to her, an arm slipping cautiously around her waist. Subconsciously, the bargirl moved closer to him. Together they stood for a while. In the quiet. Just watching the sky, with only the sound of the gentle waves lapping against the ship.
Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire
as the summer lightening cuts the sky like a hot wire
Gezina looked up at the captain, who looked to her, into her eyes. Such beautiful eyes she had… Such beautiful eyes he had…
Let me take you in hand
And bring you alive…
They were both soon to discover that not only were their respective eyes beautiful, but their lips delicious, and their loving truly amazing.
Let me make you my Seal Driver…
So...yeah. Title please? Sorry it isn't that good a ship, not really that great with words. >.>
Love it. Want a sequel or something!
Lyinginbedmon
2008-11-01, 06:26 AM
...Fanboy, her name was Lucrecia. No 't' in there.
Jeebus.
I think I just out Final Fantasy fanned FF Fanboy
Actually he had it right phonetically, her name was spelled Lucrezia
Thufir
2008-11-01, 07:56 AM
I change Mordokai's text color each time I write him! =O
I'm Sorry to Love You
Mordokai/RHL
"Mordokai, I love you." Rabbit looked up at the paladin, her eyes wide, glassy from tears that had yet to form, to spill. Her words rang genuine, true, and though it had come suddenly, Mordokai couldn't help but believe her.
As she stood in the doorway to his home, drenched from the pouring rain, she looked nearly angelic, despite that he knew her enough to know that that description wasn't completely accurate; perhaps a fallen angel, or an ascended demon.
He pulled her into his arms, where she nuzzled her face, still cold from the wet, against his neck, breathing heavily before breaking into sobs.
And then the dagger was jammed up inbetween his ribs, piercing his heart.
"..what?"
"I can't...I can't...I can't do it." She tried several time to speak inbetween her sobs, his crimson blood spilling over her hands.
"I can't do it. Its too close to worship, it is, and I'll be damned if I ever give my soul so completely to someone else. I can't be vulnerable, I can't be weak."
So that was it; she was terrified.
"R-Rabbit, I won't...your soul won't be-" The paladin coughed, blood spattering against Rabbit's brown-red hair, smudging as she shook her head, tears renewed.
"You wouldn't need to ask for it, Mordokai. I would give it to you freely. I cannot, I will not see myself become that." She turned her head, pressing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"I'm sorry, I love you. I love you, I love you, I'm so sorry..." His vision faded, focused lastly on the hazel of her eyes, her voice coming to him as if through a dream.
"I'm so sorry to love you."
Meh, not so fond of it.
I love it. It's essentially what I was doing with the end of The Queen And The Soldier.
@Lying: No, it was spelled Lucrecia, as RHL said, but you're right it was pronounced the way Fan was spelling it.
@Castaras: You could just call it Seal Driver.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-11-01, 09:30 AM
I love it. It's essentially what I was doing with the end of The Queen And The Soldier.
@Lying: No, it was spelled Lucrecia, as RHL said, but you're right it was pronounced the way Fan was spelling it.
@Castaras: You could just call it Seal Driver.
^^
I'll admit, that one was a bit of an inspiration from your fic, and my previous one, in which Rabbit kills herself.
'Kai: To character-Rabbit? Magtok will always be first =P
Its part of her design to be an obsessive stalker-fangirl of Maggy's.
I still love you, 'Kai, I swear!
Dallas-Dakota
2008-11-01, 09:52 AM
Nu luv for the cookiemonster?:smallfrown:
:smalltongue:
Mordokai
2008-11-01, 10:17 AM
'Kai: To character-Rabbit? Magtok will always be first =P
Its part of her design to be an obsessive stalker-fangirl of Maggy's.
I still love you, 'Kai, I swear!
I'm still quite happy with the position I currently occupy :smallsmile: I mean, who wouldn't be?
And lets face, I could never compete with Maggy. I'm just not evil enough.
Calamity
2008-11-01, 11:24 AM
Wow... this is thread is growing almost as fast as thread 1 did. :smalltongue:
Still, there's been some great fics.
Uh, yeah, I've decided to shun every idea I have though. Shunnnn!
'Cos they're pretty bad.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-11-01, 11:32 AM
Wow... this is thread is growing almost as fast as thread 1 did. :smalltongue:
Still, there's been some great fics.
Uh, yeah, I've decided to shun every idea I have though. Shunnnn!
'Cos they're pretty bad.
Nnuuuuu!
Want Cala fics D=
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-01, 12:13 PM
Curlys' fics will now take on a decidely fantasic flavour as she has recently borrowed a certain Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase & Fable for coursework. *fits of glee*
@Kneen: the Falstaff quote''s from I Henry IV right?
@Gan: well, I did wonder if anyone actually knew the lyrics to the songs I was basing them on, considering how fast the slots filled up.
Kneenibble
2008-11-01, 04:40 PM
Part II, but otherwise yes, Curly. Do you like Falstaff?
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-01, 05:25 PM
Yes, we did PArt I for GCSE and I loved the character of Falstaff; he was witty and funny, plus he has great insults. And he does have a gret relationship with Prince Hal.
EDIT:
Now that quote ^ is one I know and love. Kent whooping Oswalds' butt with words.
"Thou whoreson zed! Thou unnecessary letter!" :smallbiggrin:
Raz_Fox
2008-11-01, 06:29 PM
*Trawls through thread, gladly realizes that he's not in a shipping fic*
*Realizes he just attracted yer attention*
Oh sh-
@V: Checked dat thread lately?
@VV: 'Cause I like to joke around a lot. :smalltongue: I might write a story sometime this week...
Lyinginbedmon
2008-11-01, 07:08 PM
*Trawls through thread, gladly realizes that he's not in a shipping fic*
*Realizes he just attracted yer attention*
Oh sh-
You need to post your permission for us to write about you in the Permissions thread, or else we're not allowed by Moderator ruling.
Saint Nil
2008-11-01, 09:39 PM
*Trawls through thread, gladly realizes that he's not in a shipping fic*
*Realizes he just attracted yer attention*
Oh sh-
@V: Checked dat thread lately?
If you want to be shipped that bad, why not just ask?
ghost_warlock
2008-11-01, 11:08 PM
*Trawls through thread, gladly realizes that he's not in a shipping fic*
*Realizes he just attracted yer attention*
Oh sh-
@V: Checked dat thread lately?
If you want to be shipped that bad, why not just ask?
He could also try writing something himself. After all, "in order to receive ship, you've got to send ship." :smallwink:
Seriously, though, active participation (i.e., writing something) is probably the best way to attract attention. Don't worry about being a horrible writer, we're all pretty forgiving so long as the story makes some sort of sense and is entertaining. The only ones that face much scrutiny are those of us who've produced a high volume of quality ships and have, as such, manufactured a reputation for themselves (e.g., especially Curly :smalltongue:). Usually, you're your own worst critic. :smallcool:
UncleWolf
2008-11-02, 12:20 AM
Okay, I think I'm going to regret this(hopefully not), but I just granted permission for you guys to write spicy stories about me. Would writing a pulp fiction story count (it'd be a detective series, with me as the detective of course, and others as the clients)?
My plan is to have it so one person from a couple comes to me and then (with the others permission if needed) proceed to write a story about how they contacted me and that they need help finding the one that they are with.
For Example. Person A wants me to write a story about them needing help for getting Person B out of a bad situation with The Mob. Then, with permission from Person B, I'll go ahead and write a story about how it happened with Person A's help. I can also do the reverse(finding a cause for them to break-up if they want to).
I am pretty much fulfilling the role of matchmaker between them.
(If it comes into question, I am actually a decent writer)
Helgraf
2008-11-02, 04:23 AM
And so, the first installment in the new thread. 2 days late for Halloween.
What has come before and alongside...
Prelude - Discernment (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4797207&postcount=23)
Prelude - Interstices (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811580&postcount=92)
Prelude - Hunter's Green (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4819531&postcount=114)
Part 1 (by RHL) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4795843&postcount=13)
Mad Season - Adaptation (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4873224&postcount=265)
Mad Season - Adagio con brio (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4922720&postcount=414)
Mad Season - Master Baiting (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058370&postcount=825)
Interlude - Jörmungandr's Bottle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5214383&postcount=162)
Interlude [Mad Season] - Jörmungandr's Bottle
And so, like a master fisherman, Renfield baited his line for kingfish, and for kingfish only the finest bait would do. Like Thor questing for the world serpent, he would needs set the very richest bait, sacrificing the philosopher-sages in their palaces; these atamans of the abstract, these lords of lunatic lucidity; aye, his very cherished whisperers in the night, he would sacrifice to the turning of the wheel that spun to please the Master.
Magenta smiled her harlot's smile as Renfield whispered his plans to her ear. She considered them, nodding as her legs folded and unfolded. "No death, nor little death either. Such harsh restrictions the Master gives you, little Renfield," she husked quietly. A naked arm descended to its master's will. "I should not know what I would do, in your place," she murmured, breath quickening. Renfield regarded her carefully, then nodded once to himself, understanding. With a dismissive wave, she was pulled back into the wall whose colour was her namesake, low cries silenced once more.
...
Two months had passed quietly; Curly's review, when it came, was conducted by the Warden d'Champs; due to certain neccesities brought about by recent turnovers in the staff, she was promoted to general observation; now she would deal with all but the most difficult cases. She would - for her own safety and that of the patients - continue to operate under observation, but she was no longer considered under review or in conditional status.
She allowed herself a bottle of wine that night in celebration. It was an older vintage, saved up for and set aside for this, the first of many triumphs she knew she would earn. It was, after all, only natural that a woman of her talents would rise to the top. The only fly in the ointment was that woman; the Warden had written it off as a 'fortunate breakthrough', but she knew better. She knew in her bones that someone had gotten to her, gotten inside. She had been little more than an observer of a process initiated by another - but none of the other doctors had made any indication of speaking with 'her' client. And none of them had that sort of smug arrogant smile that would suggest they were hiding something this valuable.
As she poured her third glass, she pondered. Who was it? Who ... who had reached inside that woman's head and did it so effortlessly. She downed the heady dark vintage, but the vintage conferred no insight deeper than before.
Warm. So warm. She needed to relax. She needed ... to ... know.
"Relax," said the wine bottle
"Know," she murmured, pouring another as she closed the folder and shoved it into the cabinet for later review.
"Relax," the bottle murmured, more insistantly.
"No," she muttered, under her breath, before raising the glass to her lips and tipping it forward.
The red tide rolled forward. The doctor rolled back. The glass slipped from her fingers and fell to her lap, then slid over her thigh to land on the floor with only a faint sound.
A little later, there was another faint sound as the lock opened and the door followed. In, the madman came; whereon he saw her passed upon the floor; he fisted his left hand and stuck it in his mouth, biting down to silence the need to cry out, then waddled over. The reek of the wine was strong as he leaned over then picked her up and poured her into the bed in the adjoining chamber. Going back, he plucked the bottle from the table, poured some on the floor, then left the bottle lying on its side, open. With a finger, he 'led' some of the spilled wine away, tracing a rude circle with a slight bulge on one side.
He leaned in to murmur in her ear. "No knowledge without suffering. You will see," then quietly let himself out.
...
The next morning came, if not bright, then early, to the sound of raucous voices that pealed like thunder between Doctor Curly's ears. What the hell had happened, she cursed at herself inwardly, not trusting her voice right now, lest it, too, rattle like the gods' own thunders and send her scurrying like a roach for safety. The scent of wine too long out assailed her nostrils and the sudden roiling of her stomach it induced did nothing to lessen her misery.
"No knowledge without suffering," she practically spat out, "then I should be a damned genius today." The sand between her ears respectfully disagreed, whereupon she told it to go stuff it.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-11-02, 09:30 AM
And so, the first installment in the new thread. 2 days late for Halloween.
What has come before and alongside...
Prelude - Discernment (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4797207&postcount=23)
Prelude - Interstices (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4811580&postcount=92)
Prelude - Hunter's Green (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4819531&postcount=114)
Part 1 (by RHL) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4795843&postcount=13)
Mad Season - Adaptation (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4873224&postcount=265)
Mad Season - Adagio con brio (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4922720&postcount=414)
Mad Season - Master Baiting (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5058370&postcount=825)
Interlude - Jörmungandr's Bottle (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=_______&postcount=___)
Interlude [Mad Season] - Jörmungandr's Bottle
And so, like a master fisherman, Renfield baited his line for kingfish, and for kingfish only the finest bait would do. Like Thor questing for the world serpent, he would needs set the very richest bait, sacrificing the philosopher-sages in their palaces; these atamans of the abstract, these lords of lunatic lucidity; aye, his very cherished whisperers in the night, he would sacrifice to the turning of the wheel that spun to please the Master.
Magenta smiled her harlot's smile as Renfield whispered his plans to her ear. She considered them, nodding as her legs folded and unfolded. "No death, nor little death either. Such harsh restrictions the Master gives you, little Renfield,"
she husked quietly. A naked arm descended to its master's will. "I should not know what I would do, in your place," she murmured, breath quickening. Renfield regarded her carefully, then nodded once to himself, understanding. With a dismissive wave, she was pulled back into the wall whose colour was her namesake, low cries silenced once more.
...
Two months had passed quietly; Curly's review, when it came, was conducted by the Warden d'Champs; due to certain neccesities brought about by recent turnovers in the staff, she was promoted to general observation; now she would deal with all but the most difficult cases. She would - for her own safety and that of the patients - continue to operate under observation, but she was no longer considered under review or in conditional status.
She allowed herself a bottle of wine that night in celebration. It was an older vintage, saved up for and set aside for this, the first of many triumphs she knew she would earn. It was, after all, only natural that a woman of her talents would rise to the top. The only fly in the ointment was that woman; the Warden had written it off as a 'fortunate breakthrough', but she knew better. She knew in her bones that someone had gotten to her, gotten inside. She had been little more than an observer of a process initiated by another - but none of the other doctors had made any indication of speaking with 'her' client. And none of them had that sort of smug arrogant smile that would suggest they were hiding something this valuable.
As she poured her third glass, she pondered. Who was it? Who ... who had reached inside that woman's head and did it so effortlessly. She downed the heady dark vintage, but the vintage conferred no insight deeper than before.
Warm. So warm. She needed to relax. She needed ... to ... know.
"Relax," said the wine bottle
"Know," she murmured, pouring another as she closed the folder and shoved it into the cabinet for later review.
"Relax," the bottle murmured, more insistantly.
"No," she muttered, under her breath, before raising the glass to her lips and tipping it forward.
The red tide rolled forward. The doctor rolled back. The glass slipped from her fingers and fell to her lap, then slid over her thigh to land on the floor with only a faint sound.
A little later, there was another faint sound as the lock opened and the door followed. In, the madman came; whereon he saw her passed upon the floor; he fisted his left hand and stuck it in his mouth, biting down to silence the need to cry out, then waddled over. The reek of the wine was strong as he leaned over then picked her up and poured her into the bed in the adjoining chamber. Going back, he plucked the bottle from the table, poured some on the floor, then left the bottle lying on its side, open. With a finger, he 'led' some of the spilled wine away, tracing a rude circle with a slight bulge on one side.
He leaned in to murmur in her ear. "No knowledge without suffering. You will see," then quietly let himself out.
...
The next morning came, if not bright, then early, to the sound of raucous voices that pealed like thunder between Doctor Curly's ears. What the hell had happened, she cursed at herself inwardly, not trusting her voice right now, lest it, too, rattle like the gods' own thunders and send her scurrying like a roach for safety. The scent of wine too long out assailed her nostrils and the sudden roiling of her stomach it induced did nothing to lessen her misery.
"No knowledge without suffering," she practically spat out, "then I should be a damned genius today." The sand between her ears respectfully disagreed, whereupon she told it to go stuff it.
Pretty, pretty, pretty.
Helgraf sculpts words so prettily.
What an interesting title- and, for some reason, the possible meaning behind 'little death' just occurred to me. Or, reoccurred, rather.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-02, 11:34 AM
What an interesting title- and, for some reason, the possible meaning behind 'little death' just occurred to me. Or, reoccurred, rather.
*actually knows the meanings (and origins) or 'little death'*
Cobra_Ikari
2008-11-02, 12:01 PM
...*train of thought carries to the idea of a "little mass murderer"*... >.>
Lyinginbedmon
2008-11-02, 12:06 PM
...*train of thought carries to the idea of a "little mass murderer"*... >.>
Not quite, but certainly not pleasant
Cobra_Ikari
2008-11-02, 12:15 PM
Not quite, but certainly not pleasant
Really? I think having a "little mass murderer" around would be quite pleasant... >.>
Dallas-Dakota
2008-11-02, 12:17 PM
He could also try writing something himself. After all, "in order to receive ship, you've got to send ship." :smallwink:
Seriously, though, active participation (i.e., writing something) is probably the best way to attract attention. Don't worry about being a horrible writer, we're all pretty forgiving so long as the story makes some sort of sense and is entertaining. The only ones that face much scrutiny are those of us who've produced a high volume of quality ships and have, as such, manufactured a reputation for themselves (e.g., especially Curly :smalltongue:). Usually, you're your own worst critic. :smallcool:
Sure, it's great.
As long as you keep doing it.
Because I got compliments, and then got a writer's block...
And see where that left me.....
*slinks back into shadows*
ghost_warlock
2008-11-02, 01:27 PM
And see where that left me.....
*slinks back into shadows*
Yep, you ended up getting turned into a dalek and then got stuck with a role as a demon in my fic. Truly, these are fates worse than death! :smallwink::smallbiggrin:
Helgraf
2008-11-02, 01:42 PM
Pretty, pretty, pretty.
Helgraf sculpts words so prettily.
What an interesting title- and, for some reason, the possible meaning behind 'little death' just occurred to me. Or, reoccurred, rather.
Yesss, yesss ... now go back to the beginning with that in mind and reread. ;)
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-02, 05:08 PM
@Cobra: It comes from the French petit mort - literally little death; but it means 'orgasm'. The origin behind this is that it was thought until fairly recently that when a man ejaculated or gave a woman an orgasm he was giving away a part of his life force in an attempt to bring new life forward as the woman was only seen as the earth, and the man laid the seed.
There are many literary references to this. John Donne uses 'little death' to mean orgasm, as does Shakespeare and who knows what else.
Something brought me to this thread right now. I hadn't read "Who wants to live forever?" and it was awesome. Congratulations and thank you!
No problem. Glad you liked it; it's one of the favourite ships I've written.
Also, I have a working title for a Ship, but I haven't decided who will be there. So I might as well throw the title as a challenge: Build a ship with this title!
A dream of you in a world without you...
Taken! Warning, contains hints of suicide.
DD/Calamity:
A Dream Of You In A World Without You
Can't you see . . . ?
In this world where all is grey I dream of colour . . .
Blue.
A blue so deep, so bright, yet shifting like light and shadows in a beautiful hypnotic display.
I don't know colour. Can only say in monotone what you're like. But how can you try to describe colour in greys, overwhelming greys. Bland but not.
I can't describe it. Describing colour to a blind man is impossible. I'm talking to people who've never seen blues and smelt something so sweet, so delicious, what is that smell?
You never say in my dreams. I never asked. I've always been too happy to be with you.
You, my phantom of a dream, you complete me. I dread waking up because then you don't exist.
I don't want you to die every day, I don't! So I will sleep always. At least, I want to. There's nothing in this world that I need to stay for, no family, no friends, just nothing but greys. And a deep, pulling darkness and loneliness that slowly devours me and calls me into its abyss.
If I follow its beckoning fingers I will know nothing but you. I think. If I follow your soft blues into my own darkness I will end.
You are my siren. Truly.
You will be my doom. This I know for a fact.
I should stop you, but this blue.
So soft. Blue is . . .
Yes.
Blue is like running your fingers through the sea on a warm day. That is blue.
But like the sea you'll drown me.
It's too hard for me to wake. I shall dream and dream in softness, surrounded by the colours I never knew until I dreamt of my love.
And then I shall leave, hand in hand with you. My soft blue one.
It will be pleasure to leave this drabness with you. You complete me and fill in the blankness that is me.
Thank you.
My deadly siren, I thank you. You have given me courage to end my pain. Thank you.
Cobra_Ikari
2008-11-02, 05:21 PM
@Cobra: It comes from the French petit mort - literally little death; but it means 'orgasm'. The origin behind this is that it was thought until fairly recently that when a man ejaculated or gave a woman an orgasm he was giving away a part of his life force in an attempt to bring new life forward as the woman was only seen as the earth, and the man laid the seed.
There are many literary references to this. John Donne uses 'little death' to mean orgasm, as does Shakespeare and who knows what else.
I know what it means, hence my comments on the fun of being a "little mass murderer", or one who caused many "little deaths". >.>
Calamity
2008-11-02, 06:48 PM
DD/Calamity:
A Dream Of You In A World Without You
Can't you see . . . ?
In this world where all is grey I dream of colour . . .
Blue.
A blue so deep, so bright, yet shifting like light and shadows in a beautiful hypnotic display.
I don't know colour. Can only say in monotone what you're like. But how can you try to describe colour in greys, overwhelming greys. Bland but not.
I can't describe it. Describing colour to a blind man is impossible. I'm talking to people who've never seen blues and smelt something so sweet, so delicious, what is that smell?
You never say in my dreams. I never asked. I've always been too happy to be with you.
You, my phantom of a dream, you complete me. I dread waking up because then you don't exist.
I don't want you to die every day, I don't! So I will sleep always. At least, I want to. There's nothing in this world that I need to stay for, no family, no friends, just nothing but greys. And a deep, pulling darkness and loneliness that slowly devours me and calls me into its abyss.
If I follow its beckoning fingers I will know nothing but you. I think. If I follow your soft blues into my own darkness I will end.
You are my siren. Truly.
You will be my doom. This I know for a fact.
I should stop you, but this blue.
So soft. Blue is . . .
Yes.
Blue is like running your fingers through the sea on a warm day. That is blue.
But like the sea you'll drown me.
It's too hard for me to wake. I shall dream and dream in softness, surrounded by the colours I never knew until I dreamt of my love.
And then I shall leave, hand in hand with you. My soft blue one.
It will be pleasure to leave this drabness with you. You complete me and fill in the blankness that is me.
Thank you.
My deadly siren, I thank you. You have given me courage to end my pain. Thank you.
...Okay. I'm a little worried, why do you keep killing me off? :smallconfused:
But once again, such a beautiful tragedy you've written. :smallfrown:
Skippy
2008-11-03, 12:41 AM
Taken! Warning, contains hints of suicide.
DD/Calamity:
A Dream Of You In A World Without You
Can't you see . . . ?
In this world where all is grey I dream of colour . . .
Blue.
A blue so deep, so bright, yet shifting like light and shadows in a beautiful hypnotic display.
I don't know colour. Can only say in monotone what you're like. But how can you try to describe colour in greys, overwhelming greys. Bland but not.
I can't describe it. Describing colour to a blind man is impossible. I'm talking to people who've never seen blues and smelt something so sweet, so delicious, what is that smell?
You never say in my dreams. I never asked. I've always been too happy to be with you.
You, my phantom of a dream, you complete me. I dread waking up because then you don't exist.
I don't want you to die every day, I don't! So I will sleep always. At least, I want to. There's nothing in this world that I need to stay for, no family, no friends, just nothing but greys. And a deep, pulling darkness and loneliness that slowly devours me and calls me into its abyss.
If I follow its beckoning fingers I will know nothing but you. I think. If I follow your soft blues into my own darkness I will end.
You are my siren. Truly.
You will be my doom. This I know for a fact.
I should stop you, but this blue.
So soft. Blue is . . .
Yes.
Blue is like running your fingers through the sea on a warm day. That is blue.
But like the sea you'll drown me.
It's too hard for me to wake. I shall dream and dream in softness, surrounded by the colours I never knew until I dreamt of my love.
And then I shall leave, hand in hand with you. My soft blue one.
It will be pleasure to leave this drabness with you. You complete me and fill in the blankness that is me.
Thank you.
My deadly siren, I thank you. You have given me courage to end my pain. Thank you.
Awesome one! Thanks a lot for taking the challenge!
Dallas-Dakota
2008-11-03, 01:18 AM
DD/Calamity:
A Dream Of You In A World Without You
Can't you see . . . ?
In this world where all is grey I dream of colour . . .
Blue.
A blue so deep, so bright, yet shifting like light and shadows in a beautiful hypnotic display.
I don't know colour. Can only say in monotone what you're like. But how can you try to describe colour in greys, overwhelming greys. Bland but not.
I can't describe it. Describing colour to a blind man is impossible. I'm talking to people who've never seen blues and smelt something so sweet, so delicious, what is that smell?
You never say in my dreams. I never asked. I've always been too happy to be with you.
You, my phantom of a dream, you complete me. I dread waking up because then you don't exist.
I don't want you to die every day, I don't! So I will sleep always. At least, I want to. There's nothing in this world that I need to stay for, no family, no friends, just nothing but greys. And a deep, pulling darkness and loneliness that slowly devours me and calls me into its abyss.
If I follow its beckoning fingers I will know nothing but you. I think. If I follow your soft blues into my own darkness I will end.
You are my siren. Truly.
You will be my doom. This I know for a fact.
I should stop you, but this blue.
So soft. Blue is . . .
Yes.
Blue is like running your fingers through the sea on a warm day. That is blue.
But like the sea you'll drown me.
It's too hard for me to wake. I shall dream and dream in softness, surrounded by the colours I never knew until I dreamt of my love.
And then I shall leave, hand in hand with you. My soft blue one.
It will be pleasure to leave this drabness with you. You complete me and fill in the blankness that is me.
Thank you.
My deadly siren, I thank you. You have given me courage to end my pain. Thank you.
Mcurly! I'm lovin' it!:smallbiggrin:
Great fic there Curly! And the fact that I'm a shippee helps:smallwink:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-03, 08:25 AM
@TwoBit: Sad fic is sad. :smallfrown: I made Curly cry? :smallfrown::smallfrown:
Now, a little lesson in why you should be careful what you say, even if you mean it as a joke. Case Study: Mordokai
He never did this, and I suspect he never really intended to. But it doesn't necessarily take much to put ideas in the heads of us shippers...
A Different Temptation (Warning: This fic may induce fangirlish tendencies)
“Give it up Rabbit! You can’t win against us, so what’s the point in trying?”
“My dear ’Kai- do you mind if I call you ’Kai? I fear you do not understand my aims in all this. I have no real desire to win these fights of ours, merely to keep myself amused. You’re no fun if you’re dead.”
“What, so you enjoy being beat down by a paladin? Weird.”
“Oh, this won’t come down to a fight. You see,” RHL reached into a pocket and took out a faintly glowing belt, “I have something special prepared for the two of you.” She began spinning the belt above her head.
“Mi’ir, split up! That way she can’t get both of us at once.”
“You don’t need to explain everything, you know, I’m not an idiot.”
“Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
RHL sniggered at this. “Oh, that would be too much to hope for…”
“Laugh while you can, Rabbit!”
“Oh, I think I’ll never stop laughing.” She flicked the belt at Mordokai, causing him to step back quickly. “My dear, you’re so predictable.”
“It pleases you to jest, but this is a-“
“Diversionary tactic?” Rabbit grinned widely as she saw this sink in, the dropped the useless belt and leaned back to press a button on the desk behind her.
The last thing Mordokai and Mi’ir remembered before they passed out was Rabbit giggling as she skipped away…
“Ugh… what happened? My voice sounds strange. And it feels like my armour’s shrunk somehow, it’s constricting my chest… Mi’ir, what’s so funny?”
“Oh, well… heh heh. You’re armour certainly hasn’t shrunk, Mordokai. That Rabbit’s got quite a sense of humour, I have to say. It’s, ah… ha, it’s more that your chest has sort of… expanded.”
“Expanded? What are you- oh.” Mordokai said as she sat up and looked down at what was now her chest. He glanced briefly across, then back again. “I see she got you too. Ow.”
“Mmm. I think we should get you out of that armour, it sounds like it's a bit of a problem for you,” said Mi’ir, reaching across to the straps of the armour, “In fact it’s just a general problem. Our clothes are all the wrong sizes now.”
Mordokai shifted away. “Damnit, Mi’ir, put your shirt back on!”
“Why, don’t you like what you see?” She gave a fake ‘hurt’ look.
“That’s- I- How can you ask me that?!”
“C’mon, there’s nothing wrong with admitting it. I’m a hot lady. So are you, for that matter.”
“No! No. You are going to put your shirt back on, and then we are going to head back to the nearest town to find a way of reversing this.”
“You sure? It’s kinda nice actually-“
“NO!”
“…Prude.”
“Mi’ir, stop spinning so much, please?”
“Aww, but it’s fun, the way the skirt lifts up.”
“I still can’t believe you stole that dress.”
“Hey, Rabbit’s the one who turned us into women, the least she can do is lend us some clothes. Besides, that’s probably why she left them there.”
“Anyway, the problem is it’s lifting too far. I don’t want to see under there.”
Mi’ir moved in close and reached for Mordokai’s face in a tender manner. “Why not, baby? Don’t you want me anymore?” Mordokai shoved her away and she laughed. “You’re not really helping yourself, you know, wearing your own clothes and armour still. It makes you look like you’re being all butch. Everyone’s going to think we’re a couple, I reckon.”
“Do you have to sound so gleeful about it?”
“Hey, you’ve gotta laugh. Oh, look, an inn!”
“Thank the gods.” They hurried inside. “Do you have any rooms available?”
“Nearly all booked up I’m afraid ladies, we’ve only got one left.”
“That’s fine, we can share.” Mi’ir gave the barman a winning smile.
“…I really need a drink. Or twelve.”
A while later RHL withdrew from the bar, dismissing the illusion of the bartender, and sat down in front of her widescreen crystal ball. It turned out that with the combined effects of Mi’ir and alcohol, she hadn’t even needed to spike their drink with the lust potion she’d carefully prepared while waiting for them to arrive. As she saw in the crystal ball the two of them almost falling into their room, locked in a tight embrace, she considered the question of when would be the most amusing point at which to dismiss the gender-change effect…
*Puts hand to ear, listens for Rabbit's reaction*
I approve of this.
...several days late
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-03, 08:42 AM
I approve of this.
...several days late
Where the heck have you been?
ghost_warlock
2008-11-03, 09:06 AM
Taken! Warning, contains hints of suicide.
DD/Calamity:
A Dream Of You In A World Without You
Can't you see . . . ?
In this world where all is grey I dream of colour . . .
Blue.
A blue so deep, so bright, yet shifting like light and shadows in a beautiful hypnotic display.
I don't know colour. Can only say in monotone what you're like. But how can you try to describe colour in greys, overwhelming greys. Bland but not.
I can't describe it. Describing colour to a blind man is impossible. I'm talking to people who've never seen blues and smelt something so sweet, so delicious, what is that smell?
You never say in my dreams. I never asked. I've always been too happy to be with you.
You, my phantom of a dream, you complete me. I dread waking up because then you don't exist.
I don't want you to die every day, I don't! So I will sleep always. At least, I want to. There's nothing in this world that I need to stay for, no family, no friends, just nothing but greys. And a deep, pulling darkness and loneliness that slowly devours me and calls me into its abyss.
If I follow its beckoning fingers I will know nothing but you. I think. If I follow your soft blues into my own darkness I will end.
You are my siren. Truly.
You will be my doom. This I know for a fact.
I should stop you, but this blue.
So soft. Blue is . . .
Yes.
Blue is like running your fingers through the sea on a warm day. That is blue.
But like the sea you'll drown me.
It's too hard for me to wake. I shall dream and dream in softness, surrounded by the colours I never knew until I dreamt of my love.
And then I shall leave, hand in hand with you. My soft blue one.
It will be pleasure to leave this drabness with you. You complete me and fill in the blankness that is me.
Thank you.
My deadly siren, I thank you. You have given me courage to end my pain. Thank you.
*is finally getting around to reading the latest ships*
I like it, Curly, it makes me feel like I'm reading through xkcd archives again; gives me chills.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-03, 11:06 AM
...Okay. I'm a little worried, why do you keep killing me off? :smallconfused:
But once again, such a beautiful tragedy you've written. :smallfrown:
Because I have described blue for my brother using that exact simile and he told it to his best friend, who is blind, and the kid said he loved that feeling, smell and taste so blue would be his favourite Touch/Taste/Smell - Colour.
So, that line was inspiration.
Red . . . I think would be like holding your hand close to a wood burning fire on a cold day. It would send tingles through your cold hand and waver in intensity showing the shifting nature of red. Hot enough to burn in anger, warm enough to soothe hurts.
*is finally getting around to reading the latest ships*
I like it, Curly, it makes me feel like I'm reading through xkcd archives again; gives me chills.
As was that half remembered xkcd comicabout dream loves which I warped to its own sad conclusion.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-03, 11:09 AM
Curly, you gotta ship me again, but with this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWsmvfNnWoQ) song as the base!
That is, if you work commissions :smallwink:
Or, if you want the guy to be kind of a jerk, use this one. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXifq_5y04Y)
Dragonrider
2008-11-03, 11:47 AM
*wants to 'fic*
*is WriMoing*
*gets back to work*
:smalltongue:
Lovely, people, lovely. :smallbiggrin:
UncleWolf
2008-11-03, 01:17 PM
Okay, here is my first fic. I haven't decided on a title yet, but I hope you all will help me with that.
This is the first fictional writing that I have done in a long time so sorry if there are any mistakes(or if you think it sucks, but tell me so I can improve). If it wasn't for the PG rating rule, it would have been a little different(I would've made it at a PG-13). It's supposed to be in a 1950's style pulp fiction detective.
Hope you guys like it.
Part 1
Why the hell did I have to take this case? Is it because two young people love each other? Or is it because I’ve always had a soft spot for damsels in distress? Now I’m on the run from the Mob, weaving in and out of traffic, trying not to crash.
It had started with a dame. It always starts with a dame. Unfortunately, this one wasn’t available. She sauntered into my office early this morning with a face an angel couldn’t turn down. She was wearing an orange dancing girl outfit and a purple top hat. She was obviously working for a high class outfit. One of those places where I couldn’t go to even if I had a million bucks. The only blemish on her face was tear streaks. She stopped at the door as if she had second thoughts about hiring me. Let me explain something if you haven’t figured it out already. I’m one of those people you hire as a last resort, when every other method hasn’t worked. My name’s Wolfbane, I’m a PI. I pointed her towards the chair in front of me.
“So, who are you and what do you need me for?” I asked.
“Umm, people normally call me Bunny and…um… I have a… friend who is in deep trouble.”
(Damn, always the cute ones)
“What kind of trouble? Is it the dangerous kind or just the normal kind?”
“He, uh... owed some people money and they decided to um…get it from him. They say they are going to kill him if they don’t get the money.”
I sighed; the only people that do this stuff here are the Mob and that means it was going to get nasty unless I did something quick.
“I take it that you want me to get him out of his trouble. Do you know where he is being held?”
“Yeah, he is in the main office of where I work, The Looking Glass. You ever hear of it?”
My heart skipped a beat, my suspicions were right. The Looking Glass was owned by the Don of the local Mob. I knew it was going to be a long day.
I rubbed my temples. “You know this is going to cost you, right?”
“I know, some of the girls there helped me out. How much is it going to be?”
“It’ll be $40 up front plus reasonable expenses. I know, I’m not cheap, but I’m the best you can get.”
She looked nervous, but she eventually agreed. As I’ve said, I’m who you hire as a last resort.
“Now, who is this loverboy of yours?”
“He is the… um…lead guitarist of the band, his name is Raistlin.”
“Okay, I’ll get him out, but if I do this, you two will have to disappear, permanently.”
“What do you mean?”
“What kind of car do you drive?”
Part 2
It was about 10pm when I showed up at The Looking Glass. I would never be able to go through the front door, but luckily, these places always have at least two other entrances. I walked around to the back until I saw what I was looking for. The back door was guarded by a local thug named Pete. He is a big guy, easily 7ft and 300lbs. Fortunately, he still owed me a favor for helping him out when he had lost something very dear to him. I’ll never look at teddy bears the same way again. He saw me coming and opened the door for me. I nodded to him and went on in.
I waltzed right through the kitchens and everyone ignored me. The trick to hiding in plain sight is to act like you belong there. People will leave you alone if you walk in like you own the place. You can do that, or you can save the time and just get a waiter uniform. Now, the tricky part was going to be getting to the office. Hopefully, this’ll be my lucky night and the Don won’t be in.
I grabbed a platter full of food and left the kitchen. I was in for a shock. The place was absolutely the nicest place I had ever seen. Ice sculptures in the middle of the dance floor, those mile high chandeliers, and bars stretching from one end of the room to the other. It was pretty snazzy. I could easily have just stared all day, but I had a job to do. I made my way through the crowd and to the back stairs.
As I reached the top, the door opened and a weasely looking guy peered out and said:
“‘Bout time you showed up. I’m gettin hungry and I’m tired of watching this punk. “
I went inside and made as if I was going to set the platter down on the table. Instead, I set it on his face. Hard.
“Hey Ras, are you here?” I asked.
I heard a muffled groan come from under the table. Looking, I saw an average looking guy in a flashy rock suit. He was slightly roughed up, but other than that, he was okay.
“Look bud, get up. We have to leave, now. You girlfriend hired me to get you out of here, but we have to do it quickly.”
I helped him up and we were almost to the door when he turned back.
“What is it?”
“I have to get my guitar.”
Sigh.
He went back to the table and grabbed his guitar and pulled it over his shoulder.
“Okay, I’m ready.”
Part 3
We had just gotten halfway across the ballroom when the bouncers noticed him. I hurried him to the back door (Remember what I said about these places having at least three doors?). Right outside the door was Bunny and two cars. There was a red corvette and a blue beater. Raistlin perked up at the sight of her. I allowed them a second to get reacquainted with each other before continuing.
“Did you get the supplies I asked for?”
“Um…yeah, but I don’t see why I have to rent the blue car, and why did I have to get a manikin?”
“As I said before, you two are going to have to disappear forever if you want the Mob off your back. The stuff you bought will help me with that. Now, I’ll need your hat.”
“M...M...m...my hat?” she said as she clutched the said object.
“Yes, your hat.”
“Um…okay, I should have a spare in the trunk anyways.”
She gave me the hat and opened the trunk of the Caddie. Sure enough, there was a spare. I manhandled the manikin into the passenger seat and put the hat on its head.
“Now, the way I see it, the only way the Mob is going to let you two go, is if they think you are dead. I want you two to take the blue car and drive out of town; away from the ocean. I’m going to take your car and let them chase me. Now get going before they come out.”
No sooner than they had turned the corner, the thugs burst out of the building. I let them catch a glimpse of the doll before I sped off in the opposite direction. For a while, I led them through town as I lengthened the distance between me and the other cars. When I thought that I had enough distance, I floored the pedal and took off for Ridge Road. Ridge Road is the road that runs along the cliffs on the coastline. After turning a sharp corner and spying the stretch of road I wanted, I stopped the car. I got out and started the car again. I wedged the pedal with a nearby rock and I popped the thing into drive. I jumped into the ditch and hid as the chasing cars turned the corner. Perfect. They had come at just the right time to see the Caddie plunge into the rocky shore below. There was a resounding boom as the cars skidded to a halt. One by one, the cars turned around and crawled off for home with their tails between their legs. I congratulated myself on a job well done. It was going to be a long walk home.
I received a postcard from the couple the just the other day, no address on it, but they say that they are doing well.
In case it wasn't clear in the story, its supposed to be RHL/Raistlin
So, How was it? :smallconfused:
And if anyone wants me to write a fic about them (Horror, Fantasy, Sci-fi, doesn't matter what kind), just PM me with some details(who you want to be shipped with, genre, and what kind of role you want) and I'll send you a quick excerpt so you can decide if you like my style.
ghost_warlock
2008-11-03, 02:39 PM
You. Go. Shipping Thread. Now.
Um, it was kinda written in the heat of the moment and isn't very polished, but...here you go? :smallredface:
Ménage a What!?
(Cobra/g/b-Cristo/RHL/Mordy; featuring ghost_warlock)
Ghost Warlock strolled lazily through the playground, distracted by the odd webcomic that fluttered by in another window. Occasionally, he’d pounce on an interesting thread, maul it just enough to leave a mark, then wander off. Sometimes he’d return to a thread with a toothy reminder that he was still stalking about the playground.
An idle pursuit of a stray comic in a glittering window was abruptly interrupted.
“Gang way!” Someone shouted.
Ghost turned towards the Crush’d thread just as a dark-haired woman charged out of the thread, bowling him to the side.
“Hey!”
The girl quickly stood up, using him for balance and pushing him back to the ground in the process. She took off running again.
Ghost didn’t even have a chance to pick himself up before three more Playgrounders ran past him.
“Watch out, you!”
“Catch her!”
“Make her squee!”
“Wha…?”
It was RabbitHoleLost, Mordokai, and Cobra Ikari chasing…a girl that looked faintly like Cristo Meyers.
Cobra stopped briefly, just a few feet from where Ghost sat, and pointed at him. “You. Go. Shipping Thread. Now.”
“But…um…okay…”
Cobra took off, trying to catch up with the others. “Don’t let her get away!”
Ghost strolled quickly over to Shipping and noted a recent post by a relative newcomer. He didn’t have a chance to look over it, though, before he heard voices.
“Aeeeiii!” She-Cristo shrieked.
“Grab her!”
“Ghost, if you’re in there, grab the rope!”
"Hurry up!"
Not really having any idea what else to do, or entirely what was going on, Ghost grabbed a stretchy, silky rope from a hook on the wall and ran outside.
Just in time to collide with She-Cristo. Again.
"Ow! Stop doing that!" She-Cristo shouted as they fell to the ground, sprawling and tangled in the rope.
"Alright! Now we've got her!"
"I'll tie her up; she's not getting away again!"
They picked She-Cristo up off the ground and Modokai bound her wrists and ankles, hog-tying her.
Together, they dragged her into the thread, Rabbit mussing up her hair and Cobra planting sloppy kisses on She-Cristo's cheeks while s/he struggled and shouted obscenities at them (although the struggling seemed a bit half-hearted at this point to Ghost).
"Thanks for the help, Ghost. See you around sometime." Cobra said as he pulled the door shut behind them.
Ghost stood there, a bit stunned. After a few moments he wandered off, wiping a thin trail of blood from his nose.
Edit: I had to fix a few typos. I. Just. Had. To.
RabbitHoleLost
2008-11-03, 02:42 PM
Um, it was kinda written in the heat of the moment and isn't very polished, but...here you go? :smallredface:
Ménage a What!?
(Cobra/g/b-Cristo/RHL/Mordy; featuring ghost_warlock)
Ghost Warlock strolled lazily through the playground, distracted by the odd webcomic that fluttered by in another window. Occasionally, he’d pounce on an interesting thread, maul it just enough to leave a mark, then wander off. Sometimes he’d return to a thread with a toothy reminder that he was still stalking about the playground.
An idle pursuit of a stray comic in a glittering webcomic was abruptly interrupted.
“Gang way!” Someone shouted.
Ghost turned towards the Crush’d thread just as a dark-haired woman charged out of the thread, bowling him to the side.
“Hey!”
The girl quickly stood up, using him for balance and pushing him back to the ground in the process. She took off running again.
Ghost didn’t even have a chance to pick himself up before three more Playgrounders ran past him.
“Watch out, you!”
“Catch her!”
“Make her squee!”
“Wha…?”
It was Cobra Ikari, RabbitHoleLost, and Mordokai, chasing…a girl that looked faintly like Cristo Meyers.
Cobra stopped briefly, just a few feet from where Ghost sat, and pointed at him. “You. Go. Shipping Thread. Now.”
“But…um…okay…”
Cobra took off, trying to catch up with the others. “Don’t let her get away!”
Ghost strolled quickly over to Shipping and noted a recent post by a relative newcomer. He didn’t have a chance to look over it, though, before he heard voices.
“Aeeeiii!” She-Cristo shrieked.
“Grab her!”
“Ghost, if you’re in there, grab the rope!”
"Hurry up!"
Not really having any idea what else to do, or entirely what was going on, Ghost grabbed a stretchy, silky rope from a hook on the wall and ran outside.
Just in time to collide with She-Cristo. Again.
"Ow! Stop doing that!" She-Cristo shouted as they fell to the ground, sprawling and tangled in the rope.
"Alright! Now we've got her!"
"I'll tie her up; she's not getting away again!"
They picked She-Cristo up off the ground and Modokai bound her wrists and ankles, hog-tying her.
Together, they dragged her into the thread, Rabbit mussing up her hair and Cobra planting sloppy kisses on She-Cristo's cheeks while s/he struggled and shouted obscenities at them (although the struggling seemed a bit half-hearted at this point to Ghost).
"Thanks for the help, Ghost. See you around sometime." Cobra said as he pulled the door shut behind them.
Ghost stood there, a bit stunned. After a few moments he wandered off, wiping a thin trail of blood from his nose.
...that....was disturbing.
And I love it.
Wolfbane has already received my love for his fic. You should all read it.
Cobra_Ikari
2008-11-03, 02:42 PM
Aww...*huggles Ghost*
I was actually referring to a recent fic of Thufir's, I believe, which is where the quoted line came from. But I loves it! Squee! ^_^
*notes that he should ship-command more often* =3
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-03, 02:48 PM
...
...
...I'm going to go bathe now...
ghost_warlock
2008-11-03, 02:50 PM
Aww...*huggles Ghost*
I was actually referring to a recent fic of Thufir's, I believe, which is where the quoted line came from. But I loves it! Squee! ^_^
*notes that he should ship-command more often* =3
Oh, my mistake. I thought you were talking to me because your post had that webcomic link I posted in a quote. :smallredface:
Well, I'm glad my thrown-together-in-about-15min-'ship has been met with approval. :smallbiggrin:
...
...
...I'm going to go bathe now...
Heh. ghost_warlock, generating fear, revulsion, and squick-itp since 2008. :smallbiggrin:
Edit: Alright! My copies of War & XPs and Start of Darkness just arrived! :elan:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-03, 04:41 PM
Curly, you gotta ship me again, but with this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWsmvfNnWoQ) song as the base!
That is, if you work commissions :smallwink:
Naturally. I'll do a happy one this time; haven't done many this thread have I?
TwoBit/MC:
Poprocks and Coke (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWsmvfNnWoQ)
Wherever you go
You know I’ll be there
If you go far,
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere,
So I’ll see you there
You place the name
You know I’ll be there
You name the time
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there
She'd been hurt too many times by those who loved her to trust people off the bat; one too many bruises, one too many lies. Just too much.
And then there was one who was patient, TwoBit was gentle, acted as if he was taming a half wild beaten animal. Well, she was.
It was more than that though - he was persistant; always coming back no matter how harshly she spurned him. Once she asked him "How many times will you ask me out before you leave me alone?! I don't want to date anyone!"
"Seventy six thousand one hundred and eleven."
" . . . What?"
"It's my lucky number." He'd replied with his lop - sided grin, "Besides, I know you'll say yes before then. Noone can resist me." He'd laughed off the last bit as he handed her a mass of wildflowers speckled with starry sequins. He was on a knee like a gallant prince.
He was never anything but honest with her; she couldn't risk anything, so she asked him why.
"Where there’s truth
You know I’ll be there
Amongst the lies
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there."
"Wha'?"
"I know that you've been hurt by lies so I want to know that you're safe with me. I don't want you to hurt any more, I can see how skittish your eyes are and it hurts. Such clear eyes shouldn't hide behind your fringe and the years of betrayal you've had to endure." He'd made her blush, the tides of embarassment storming across her pale skin in triumph.
If you should fall
You know I’ll be there
To catch the call
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there
One day it'd all gotten too much for her and she skipped class and ran off to her secret spot to have a little cry in private. He'd shown up when she was in the miserable, ugly, red - eyed stage where nothing looked pleasant at all. And all of a sudden he was there; sitting next to her and telling her he would be there for her when she needed him.
Everything hurt so much and she just reached out to him and grabbed him in a rib - cracking hug. And then she cried all over his shirt.
She was just so glad to have someone be there for her when it hurt.
I don’t care if you don’t mind
I’ll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I don’t care
I’ll be there for you
I’ll be there for you
The next time he asked her out she said yes. "That's the seventy six thousand one hundred and eleventh time I asked then!" She just laughed and said he'd have to change his lucky number.
He would always be there for her.
That thought always made her smile.
Not very good really.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-03, 04:45 PM
Naturally. I'll do a happy one this time; haven't done many this thread have I?
TwoBit/MC:
Poprocks and Coke (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWsmvfNnWoQ)
Wherever you go
You know I’ll be there
If you go far,
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere,
So I’ll see you there
You place the name
You know I’ll be there
You name the time
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there
She'd been hurt too many times by those who loved her to trust people off the bat; one too many bruises, one too many lies. Just too much.
And then there was one who was patient, TwoBit was gentle, acted as if he was taming a half wild beaten animal. Well, she was.
It was more than that though - he was persistant; always coming back no matter how harshly she spurned him. Once she asked him "How many times will you ask me out before you leave me alone?! I don't want to date anyone!"
"Seventy six thousand one hundred and eleven."" . . . What?"
"It's my lucky number." He'd replied with his lop - sided grin, "Besides, I know you'll say yes before then. Noone can resist me." He'd laughed off the last bit as he handed her a mass of wildflowers speckled with starry sequins. He was on a knee like a gallant prince.
He was never anything but honest with her; she couldn't risk anything, so she asked him why.
"Where there’s truth
You know I’ll be there
Amongst the lies
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there."
"Wha'?"
"I know that you've been hurt by lies so I want to know that you're safe with me. I don't want you to hurt any more, I can see how skittish your eyes are and it hurts. Such clear eyes shouldn't hide behind your fringe and the years of betrayal you've had to endure." He'd made her blush, the tides of embarassment storming across her pale skin in triumph.
If you should fall
You know I’ll be there
To catch the call
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there
One day it'd all gotten too much for her and she skipped class and ran off to her secret spot to have a little cry in private. He'd shown up when she was in the miserable, ugly, red - eyed stage where nothing looked pleasant at all. And all of a sudden he was there; sitting next to her and telling her he would be there for her when she needed him.
Everything hurt so much and she just reached out to him and grabbed him in a rib - cracking hug. And then she cried all over his shirt.
She was just so glad to have someone be there for her when it hurt.
I don’t care if you don’t mind
I’ll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I don’t care
I’ll be there for you
I’ll be there for you
The next time he asked her out she said yes. "That's the seventy six thousand one hundred and eleventh time I asked then!" She just laughed and said he'd have to change his lucky number.
He would always be there for her.
That thought always made her smile.
Not very good really.
I enjoyed it very much! You are a true marvel amongst shippers, Curly! :smallbiggrin:
Btw, almost done with Chapter 3 of MAT Squad Journals!
Edit: Forgive my ignorance, but whose MC?
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-03, 05:04 PM
MC = Moon_Called. The authoress of Spacerangers and AMENite.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-03, 05:06 PM
Oh... why didn't I guess that? :smallredface:
Sorry, Moon_Called. I feel like a real jerk now...
Thufir
2008-11-04, 07:11 AM
Oh, my mistake. I thought you were talking to me because your post had that webcomic link I posted in a quote. :smallredface:
He was talking to you. You posted the link in response to this:
...we could work as a team! As they say, “Come on, our best chance is to take her from both sides at once!”
>.>
Where he was actually quoting this. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205223&postcount=54)
That said, your resultant fic was hilarious.
Wolfbane: Also good.
Can't really comment on Curly's as I don't know the song and can't listen to it while in uni, also I got distracted.
Raz_Fox
2008-11-04, 07:41 AM
Hmmm.
Razie has a plan. It shall come into fruitition soon... :smallamused:
UncleWolf
2008-11-04, 09:01 AM
He was talking to you. You posted the link in response to this:
Where he was actually quoting this. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205223&postcount=54)
That said, your resultant fic was hilarious.
Wolfbane: Also good.
Can't really comment on Curly's as I don't know the song and can't listen to it while in uni, also I got distracted.
Thanks, it really has been a long time since I last wrote a story. Glad to see that I'm still a semi-decent writer.
On the index, I have two stories.
Top Secret Chambers - RHL/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4861217&postcount=161)
I feel unloved, Curly. :smalltongue:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-04, 01:46 PM
He was talking to you. You posted the link in response to this:
Where he was actually quoting this. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5205223&postcount=54)
That said, your resultant fic was hilarious.
Wolfbane: Also good.
Can't really comment on Curly's as I don't know the song and can't listen to it while in uni, also I got distracted.
Hmm, and quoting from shipfics isn't wierd enough . . .
On the index, I have two stories.
Top Secret Chambers - RHL/Dr. Bath (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4861217&postcount=161)
I feel unloved, Curly. :smalltongue:
I only did thread two. Perhaps it was from the first? Either way: *goes to edit in*
And the establishment humbly apologises for the filing error. We issue you with One Free Commisioned Fic to be fulfilled by whomever you wish.:smallwink:
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 01:48 PM
We are sorry for not posting a shipfic in the past few days. We are busy at work. The first week of every month is very busy for us.
It is our hope that we can ship soon.
Edit:
We have shipped The Playground. For the Playground is above all forms of intimate contact.
The Playground Is Perfect
Starring: The Playground
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
We love our Playground, and we are its emissaries to others. We will have others join the Playground and become us.
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
All should join with the Playground, for it is in the Playground that all are one.
There is no fear, there is the Playground.
There is no sadness, there is the Playground.
There is no pain, there is the Playground.
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
Join us.
PhoeKun
2008-11-04, 02:37 PM
We are sorry for not posting a shipfic in the past few days. We are busy at work. The first week of every month is very busy for us.
It is our hope that we can ship soon.
Edit:
We have shipped The Playground. For the Playground is above all forms of intimate contact.
The Playground Is Perfect
Starring: The Playground
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
We love our Playground, and we are its emissaries to others. We will have others join the Playground and become us.
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
All should join with the Playground, for it is in the Playground that all are one.
There is no fear, there is the Playground.
There is no sadness, there is the Playground.
There is no pain, there is the Playground.
The Playground is perfection. The Playground is love. The Playground is unity.
Join us.
...
Hate clone week. Hate hate hate hate hate.
edit: Hate.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 02:40 PM
...
Hate clone week. Hate hate hate hate hate.
edit: Hate.
You simply cannot appreciate our love of the Playground. You must join us to understand its beauty. The beauty of being one with all.
ghost_warlock
2008-11-04, 03:05 PM
...
Hate clone week. Hate hate hate hate hate.
edit: Hate.
:smalleek::smallfrown:
But...we still love you, Phoe. Don't hate us because we're nondescript and lack individuality. Just because all of our hearts are identical, it doesn't mean they can't be broken. :smallfrown:
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:15 PM
...
Hate clone week. Hate hate hate hate hate.
edit: Hate.
Join the club sis!
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 03:16 PM
:smalleek::smallfrown:
But...we still love you, Phoe. Don't hate us because we're nondescript and lack individuality. Just because all of our hearts are identical, it doesn't mean they can't be broken. :smallfrown:
Love for the individual is unnecessary when you have love for the whole, for the Playground.
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 03:17 PM
But they're so cute...
Wait a minute...sis? Did you adopt another Playgrounder while I was away? :smalltongue:
Thanatos 51-50
2008-11-04, 03:17 PM
We heartily agree with Our ShipFic.
Lyinginbedmon
2008-11-04, 03:18 PM
We are the Borg. You will be Assimilated. Your biological and technological distinctiveness will be added to our own. Resistance is Futile.
Huh, haven't heard of this week before.
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:21 PM
But they're so cute...
Wait a minute...sis? Did you adopt another Playgrounder while I was away? :smalltongue:
*looks at Cristo*
Looks like I now have two sisters...
No, no more adoptions. Ever since you gave me an earful over adopting that stray cat :smalltongue:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 03:29 PM
*looks at Cristo*
Looks like I now have two sisters...
Ah ha, ho ho, he he...
*smacks over the back of the head*
No, no more adoptions. Ever since you gave me an earful over adopting that stray cat :smalltongue:
Least it didn't give you fleas...
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:32 PM
The things Mordiroth will do to you in Playground squares... :smallannoyed:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 03:33 PM
:smalltongue:
Tease.
PhoeKun
2008-11-04, 03:34 PM
:smalleek::smallfrown:
But...we still love you, Phoe. Don't hate us because we're nondescript and lack individuality. Just because all of our hearts are identical, it doesn't mean they can't be broken. :smallfrown:
I'm not about to be guilt tripped by a hive mind. :smallyuk:
Also... was I just put up for adoption, and then rejected? On the basis I might give someone fleas?
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:37 PM
:smalltongue:
Tease.
Don't tease me, you know what my mind is capable of.
Also... was I just put up for adoption, and then rejected? On the basis I might give someone fleas?
*points at Cristo*
You kill him, it was all his fault!
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 03:40 PM
Don't tease me, you know what my mind is capable of.
Oh I know...:smallwink:
*points at Cristo*
You kill him, it was all his fault!
What? I didn't reject anyone!
I'd be glad to include Phoe in this dysfunctional family unit we've got going...assuming we haven't already scared her off.
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:43 PM
Oh I know...:smallwink:
And you still do it?
Looks like I'm not the only one with WIS penalty in this family anymore...
What? I didn't reject anyone!
I'd be glad to include Phoe in this dysfunctional family unit we've got going...assuming we haven't already scared her off.
Yeah, big assumption there.
Phoe, you want in? We has cookies and a lot of insanity.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 03:44 PM
We feel another ship for the Playground is necessary. There are too many individuals remaining here.
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 03:48 PM
And you still do it?
Looks like I'm not the only one with WIS penalty in this family anymore...
My WIS score is just fine...
Your "Catch Innuendo" could use a couple extra ranks though...
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 03:49 PM
It's improving, slowly but steadily, all the while associating with you.
Calamity
2008-11-04, 03:58 PM
Cristo, Mordokai, do you ever stop flirting with each other? :smalltongue:
Well, this is the shipping thread... it's kinda like a constant Cristo/'Kai ship in between the other shipfics. Not that I'm complaining, but... :smalltongue:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 04:00 PM
Cristo, Mordokai, do you ever stop flirting with each other? :smalltongue:
Jealous? :smalltongue:
Eh, it's just a long running joke. Someday we'll probably finally put it to bed.
Well, this is the shipping thread... it's kinda like a constant Cristo/'Kai ship in between the other shipfics. Not that I'm complaining, but... :smalltongue:
:smalltongue:
PhoeKun
2008-11-04, 04:03 PM
Yeah, big assumption there.
Phoe, you want in? We has cookies and a lot of insanity.
Well, the offer of cookies is tempting... but I'm not sure. I've got a pretty big family already.
We feel another ship for the Playground is necessary. There are too many individuals remaining here.
Please stop this. It's one thing if you and others want to participate in a week devoted to uniformity, but it's another thing altogether to thumb your nose at the people who aren't.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 04:07 PM
Please stop this. It's one thing if you and others want to participate in a week devoted to uniformity, but it's another thing altogether to thumb your nose at the people who aren't.
We are not thumbing noses, we are only spreading love. That is the purpose of Shipping, is it not?
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 04:07 PM
Well, the offer of cookies is tempting... but I'm not sure. I've got a pretty big family already.
Well, I'm not sure which family would want two misfits like Cristo and me included, so I totally understand you there :smallbiggrin:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 04:08 PM
Well, I'm not sure which family would want two misfits like Cristo and me included, so I totally understand you there :smallbiggrin:
Don't forget Banjo.
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 04:11 PM
Yeah, but he's not such a misfit as us two, wouldn't you agree?
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 04:14 PM
He's the black sheep of the family :smallbiggrin:
Now then, I think we've held this thread hostage long enough...
...someone post a ship already! :smalltongue:
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 04:17 PM
He's the black sheep of the family :smallbiggrin:
Now then, I think we've held this thread hostage long enough...
...someone post a ship already! :smalltongue:
We are working on a new ship. We will do what we can to entertain the shippers here.
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-04, 06:28 PM
Well, it's after ten o'clock at night. You all know what that means. Cue fic!
Phoe/SMEE:
Another Face
Several times we have passed in the street and our eyes have never met. You don't know I exist, I know you only as a beauty in the herds of humanity streaming mindlesly through the concrete rivers of the city.
I think it was your expression that made you an goddess amongst the humans; it wasn't driven by the greedy grasping of money or carried the fatal signs of stress and worries.
Your face was so clear of worries - at first I thought you a spoilt brat - but over time I created a different image of you. A dreamer who passed through life alighting only occassionally to give some young struggling dreamer help and inspiration.
Silly isn't it? That I'd create a fantasy of almost fairy tale proportions about someone whom I know literally nothing about. But that's what your far - away face did. Your eyes always seeing beyond what others saw and the way it looked as if you were following a tune only you could hear.
You did delight in everything though.
Once I saw you bend down, at great risk to your own shopping, to rescue an accidentally forgotten toy that you must have known was cherished. The little toddlers' face when it got the toy back was more than a ray of sunshine. And you did that.
After that I didn't see you for many months, but your face haunted me, like a half recalled melody lingering in my ears.
I saw you one last time walking happily through a cloudburst, rain streaming down your face and I'd never seen anything so captivating before. You looked more elegant than royalty of yore.
You are a face who passed by and was never forgotten. Not another face in the crowd.
Never.
Helgraf
2008-11-04, 07:30 PM
We feel another ship for the Playground is necessary. There are too many individuals remaining here.
Then depart.
*blink, blink* :smalleek:
That was unexpected... and beautiful...
PhoeKun
2008-11-04, 07:46 PM
Well, it's after ten o'clock at night. You all know what that means. Cue fic!
Phoe/SMEE:
Another Face
Several times we have passed in the street and our eyes have never met. You don't know I exist, I know you only as a beauty in the herds of humanity streaming mindlesly through the concrete rivers of the city.
I think it was your expression that made you an goddess amongst the humans; it wasn't driven by the greedy grasping of money or carried the fatal signs of stress and worries.
Your face was so clear of worries - at first I thought you a spoilt brat - but over time I created a different image of you. A dreamer who passed through life alighting only occassionally to give some young struggling dreamer help and inspiration.
Silly isn't it? That I'd create a fantasy of almost fairy tale proportions about someone whom I know literally nothing about. But that's what your far - away face did. Your eyes always seeing beyond what others saw and the way it looked as if you were following a tune only you could hear.
You did delight in everything though.
Once I saw you bend down, at great risk to your own shopping, to rescue an accidentally forgotten toy that you must have known was cherished. The little toddlers' face when it got the toy back was more than a ray of sunshine. And you did that.
After that I didn't see you for many months, but your face haunted me, like a half recalled melody lingering in my ears.
I saw you one last time walking happily through a cloudburst, rain streaming down your face and I'd never seen anything so captivating before. You looked more elegant than royalty of yore.
You are a face who passed by and was never forgotten. Not another face in the crowd.
Never.
*stamps with official Phoe seal of approval*
*apologizes to said seal, and balances a ball on it's nose*
Thufir
2008-11-04, 08:23 PM
Well, it's after ten o'clock at night. You all know what that means. Cue fic!
Phoe/SMEE:
Another Face
Several times we have passed in the street and our eyes have never met. You don't know I exist, I know you only as a beauty in the herds of humanity streaming mindlesly through the concrete rivers of the city.
I think it was your expression that made you an goddess amongst the humans; it wasn't driven by the greedy grasping of money or carried the fatal signs of stress and worries.
Your face was so clear of worries - at first I thought you a spoilt brat - but over time I created a different image of you. A dreamer who passed through life alighting only occassionally to give some young struggling dreamer help and inspiration.
Silly isn't it? That I'd create a fantasy of almost fairy tale proportions about someone whom I know literally nothing about. But that's what your far - away face did. Your eyes always seeing beyond what others saw and the way it looked as if you were following a tune only you could hear.
You did delight in everything though.
Once I saw you bend down, at great risk to your own shopping, to rescue an accidentally forgotten toy that you must have known was cherished. The little toddlers' face when it got the toy back was more than a ray of sunshine. And you did that.
After that I didn't see you for many months, but your face haunted me, like a half recalled melody lingering in my ears.
I saw you one last time walking happily through a cloudburst, rain streaming down your face and I'd never seen anything so captivating before. You looked more elegant than royalty of yore.
You are a face who passed by and was never forgotten. Not another face in the crowd.
Never.
Awww, sweet.
We have a couple of ideas for fics involving the Playground Clones. Should we go for amusing or creepy first?
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-04, 10:02 PM
Awww, sweet.
We have a couple of ideas for fics involving the Playground Clones. Should we go for amusing or creepy first?
Have you already read our ship of the Playground?
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-04, 10:24 PM
Another episode (http://cristo-meyers.livejournal.com/7896.html)
Serpentine was always saying that she wished she was part of our dysfunctional group...
Mordokai
2008-11-04, 11:01 PM
So it has finally happened, eh? :smallbiggrin:
Love it!
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-05, 12:33 AM
*Gasps and sputters*
Okay, my day of cloneness is over. I will keep the avvie in support, but I was getting pretty tired of roleplaying the part.
I hope to have the third chapter of MAT Squad Journals up tomorrow!
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-05, 08:07 AM
So it has finally happened, eh? :smallbiggrin:
Love it!
Was planning on bringing Serpy in but just couldn't think of a way to do it...
...that seemed like the easiest solution. :smalltongue:
Raz_Fox
2008-11-05, 08:58 AM
Well, here's my lousy excuse for a ShipFic, featuring Raz and Malmagor Andrigal. :smallwink:
Not really romantic, I must admit, and not that good. But it's a first try...
Why does it always come down to running?
Footsteps clattered down the hall behind them, but they were far too fast for any Hextorite minions to catch them. If only they could get around this corner, they'd be uncatchable...
Malmagor turned the corner swiftly, looking over her shoulder, and collided bodily with a raggedly-dressed half-elf. She staggered back, and the half-elf fell to the floor.
Raz sprang up and grabbed the arm of the strange gal that happened to be running through the castle that was actually the headquarters of the dark Hextorite cult he'd been investigating. "Come on, quickly, they're right behind me and if you want to keep yer scalp I'd suggest running."
Malmagor protested as the stranger propelled her back the way she had come. "They're behind me as well, you idiot!" The half-elf stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh. Bad." The half-elf started running his fingers through his hair and muttering to himself.
The dark-skinned lass pulled out a scimitar from her belt - obviously from one of dem desert tribes, most likely. Okay okay, no doors along the passageway, no windows, there was the rafters to hide in but that'd fool them for about half a minute, he was out of Invisibility spells and even if he had one he couldn't leave the gal here...
Mal sighed and moved back down the corridor to the stairwell she had come up. If she was trapped, she wouldn't go down without a fight. There were at least half a score of guards, but she could take down at least five easily. She tightened her grip on her sword and prepared to make the Hextorites pay dearly. The half-elf tapped her on the shoulder. "If I may, I believe that I have an idea."
The first guard up the stairs ran right into Raz's Light spell and then the gal's scimitar. The guards trying to move past his falling body found Raz's Grease spell upon the stairs made it hard to move. Those who didn't slip and fall to their deaths found that they couldn't effectively block the amazon's slashing slices.
Then, a voice rang out behind them. "YOU! Priests, slay the heretic thief who dared steal from our sacred treasury." The half-elf's face blanched. "Oh, Saint's and Proxies, not again." He looked down as Mal readied her sword against the priests of Hextor, whose axes and maces glowed with an unholy red light. Then, the half-elf grabbed her from behind and pulled her onto a hextorite shield that had been dropped on the stairs. "Y'know, the spell of grease is useful in more ways than one."
Raz gave a whoop as the shield slickly slid down the stairway, the dark-skinned gal's eyes wide with terror. At the bottom of the stairs, the duo fell off the shield, which went skidding across the atrium they found themselves in. Then, as Raz was getting up, the gal slapped him so hard that stars spun for a moment. "What were you thinking, doing that? We could have been killed!"
The half-elf adjusted his floppy brown hat. "Well, it didn't. And the priests of Hextor will have a devil of a time getting down those stairs. I'm Raz, by the way, the infamous Rogue-Mage."
The gal wore a bemused expression. "The infamous Rogue-Mage? I've never heard of you. I'm Malmagor Andrigal, and I'm trying to stop the priests of Hextor from taking over this kingdom."
Raz's eyebrows rose. "Blimey, never heard of the Rogue-Mage? Shame. Yeah, I'm going to take down the Hextorites as well, and I don't mind company. Ain't that right, Chek'um?" A little ferret scurried out of Raz's coat and onto his hat, chittering at him.
Mal smirked. "I wouldn't mind working with you, as long as you don't try to kill me again like that. We'd better get out, actually. The spell doesn't last long, and they've probably sent guards down here already. Come on."
And as the duo walked out of the room, they looked at each other.
Well, he's a cute rascal, but really, he's far too irresponsible.
She's quite the looker, but her temper's something fierce.
It'd never work out.
...really.
Mordokai
2008-11-05, 09:42 AM
Was planning on bringing Serpy in but just couldn't think of a way to do it...
...that seemed like the easiest solution. :smalltongue:
I hope you informed her of this, I'm sure she'll be quite happy :smallsmile:
Saint Nil
2008-11-05, 09:45 AM
Well, here's my lousy excuse for a ShipFic, featuring Raz and Malmagor Andrigal. :smallwink:
Not really romantic, I must admit, and not that good. But it's a first try...
Why does it always come down to running?
Footsteps clattered down the hall behind them, but they were far too fast for any Hextorite minions to catch them. If only they could get around this corner, they'd be uncatchable...
Malmagor turned the corner swiftly, looking over her shoulder, and collided bodily with a raggedly-dressed half-elf. She staggered back, and the half-elf fell to the floor.
Raz sprang up and grabbed the arm of the strange gal that happened to be running through the castle that was actually the headquarters of the dark Hextorite cult he'd been investigating. "Come on, quickly, they're right behind me and if you want to keep yer scalp I'd suggest running."
Malmagor protested as the stranger propelled her back the way she had come. "They're behind me as well, you idiot!" The half-elf stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh. Bad." The half-elf started running his fingers through his hair and muttering to himself.
The dark-skinned lass pulled out a scimitar from her belt - obviously from one of dem desert tribes, most likely. Okay okay, no doors along the passageway, no windows, there was the rafters to hide in but that'd fool them for about half a minute, he was out of Invisibility spells and even if he had one he couldn't leave the gal here...
Mal sighed and moved back down the corridor to the stairwell she had come up. If she was trapped, she wouldn't go down without a fight. There were at least half a score of guards, but she could take down at least five easily. She tightened her grip on her sword and prepared to make the Hextorites pay dearly. The half-elf tapped her on the shoulder. "If I may, I believe that I have an idea."
The first guard up the stairs ran right into Raz's Light spell and then the gal's scimitar. The guards trying to move past his falling body found Raz's Grease spell upon the stairs made it hard to move. Those who didn't slip and fall to their deaths found that they couldn't effectively block the amazon's slashing slices.
Then, a voice rang out behind them. "YOU! Priests, slay the heretic thief who dared steal from our sacred treasury." The half-elf's face blanched. "Oh, Saint's and Proxies, not again." He looked down as Mal readied her sword against the priests of Hextor, whose axes and maces glowed with an unholy red light. Then, the half-elf grabbed her from behind and pulled her onto a hextorite shield that had been dropped on the stairs. "Y'know, the spell of grease is useful in more ways than one."
Raz gave a whoop as the shield slickly slid down the stairway, the dark-skinned gal's eyes wide with terror. At the bottom of the stairs, the duo fell off the shield, which went skidding across the atrium they found themselves in. Then, as Raz was getting up, the gal slapped him so hard that stars spun for a moment. "What were you thinking, doing that? We could have been killed!"
The half-elf adjusted his floppy brown hat. "Well, it didn't. And the priests of Hextor will have a devil of a time getting down those stairs. I'm Raz, by the way, the infamous Rogue-Mage."
The gal wore a bemused expression. "The infamous Rogue-Mage? I've never heard of you. I'm Malmagor Andrigal, and I'm trying to stop the priests of Hextor from taking over this kingdom."
Raz's eyebrows rose. "Blimey, never heard of the Rogue-Mage? Shame. Yeah, I'm going to take down the Hextorites as well, and I don't mind company. Ain't that right, Chek'um?" A little ferret scurried out of Raz's coat and onto his hat, chittering at him.
Mal smirked. "I wouldn't mind working with you, as long as you don't try to kill me again like that. We'd better get out, actually. The spell doesn't last long, and they've probably sent guards down here already. Come on."
And as the duo walked out of the room, they looked at each other.
Well, he's a cute rascal, but really, he's far too irresponsible.
She's quite the looker, but her temper's something fierce.
It'd never work out.
...really.
Actually Raz, that was pretty cool to read. I'd love to see the next chapeter of these. Could make for a really great stroy of your and Mal's adventures trhoughout the world.
Hint-spaces between paragrahs are your friend.:smallwink:
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-05, 09:53 AM
Heh, I seem to have started a trend (or not...shush, let me stroke my ego a bit). Nice one, Raz.
I hope you informed her of this, I'm sure she'll be quite happy :smallsmile:
She's been notified.
Raz_Fox
2008-11-05, 09:59 AM
Actually Raz, that was pretty cool to read. I'd love to see the next chapeter of these. Could make for a really great stroy of your and Mal's adventures trhoughout the world.
Hint-spaces between paragrahs are your friend.:smallwink:
I know, and I usually do that. However, I wanted to blend the shifts between Mal's POV and Raz's POV. It was a stylistic choice.
...really. :smallwink:
Thanks. I might continue the series, with adventure, wit and UST. :smalltongue:
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-05, 10:06 AM
Another episode (http://cristo-meyers.livejournal.com/7896.html)
Serpentine was always saying that she wished she was part of our dysfunctional group...
Very nice, Cristo. I have been reading the series a bit and really enjoy your writing.
Can't wait to see your work at my local Barnes and Noble! :smallsmile:
And once Clone Week is over I'm gonna put my NaNo in my sig. We should totally be writing buddies!
@Raz Your fic was excellent! I hope to see more!
randman22222
2008-11-05, 10:41 AM
I love the GitPclonefic. :smallbiggrin:
That... got my comedic seal of approval.
Yup, it needed its own category. I shall leave whether that's a good or bad thing up to the collective you.
Cristo Meyers
2008-11-05, 11:05 AM
Very nice, Cristo. I have been reading the series a bit and really enjoy your writing.
Can't wait to see your work at my local Barnes and Noble! :smallsmile:
And once Clone Week is over I'm gonna put my NaNo in my sig. We should totally be writing buddies!
@Raz Your fic was excellent! I hope to see more!
I wouldn't count on seeing Mi'ir and Mordokai on shelves anytime soon...I recently discovered when going through one of my older books that Mi'ir's appearance and name were kinda ripped off...
...heh, that happens from time to time.
His personality, though, that's all me.
...wait...
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-05, 11:17 AM
I wouldn't count on seeing Mi'ir and Mordokai on shelves anytime soon...I recently discovered when going through one of my older books that Mi'ir's appearance and name were kinda ripped off...
...heh, that happens from time to time.
His personality, though, that's all me.
...wait...
Every writer has that Damn It! moment when they realize that they unconsciously ripped someone else off.
It happened to me when my writing professor pointed out that a story I had written for her class has several similarities to her own novel!
ghost_warlock
2008-11-05, 12:14 PM
I wouldn't count on seeing Mi'ir and Mordokai on shelves anytime soon...I recently discovered when going through one of my older books that Mi'ir's appearance and name were kinda ripped off...
...heh, that happens from time to time.
His personality, though, that's all me.
...wait...
This is exactly why, if I was ever to publish my story, I'd change everyone's name. I'd be making some fairly major changes, first, anyway. I do think I'd keep my namesake's first name, though, because I find this (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheGhost) too hilarious to avoid lampshading/subverting. :smallbiggrin:
Edit: I should be posting another segment as soon as I can get some peace to work and overcome the bout of "writer's block" (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclothymic_Disorder) I'm experiencing. :smallfrown:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-05, 01:18 PM
Well, here's my lousy excuse for a ShipFic, featuring Raz and Malmagor Andrigal. :smallwink:
Not really romantic, I must admit, and not that good. But it's a first try...
Why does it always come down to running?
Footsteps clattered down the hall behind them, but they were far too fast for any Hextorite minions to catch them. If only they could get around this corner, they'd be uncatchable...
Malmagor turned the corner swiftly, looking over her shoulder, and collided bodily with a raggedly-dressed half-elf. She staggered back, and the half-elf fell to the floor.
Raz sprang up and grabbed the arm of the strange gal that happened to be running through the castle that was actually the headquarters of the dark Hextorite cult he'd been investigating. "Come on, quickly, they're right behind me and if you want to keep yer scalp I'd suggest running."
Malmagor protested as the stranger propelled her back the way she had come. "They're behind me as well, you idiot!" The half-elf stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh. Bad." The half-elf started running his fingers through his hair and muttering to himself.
The dark-skinned lass pulled out a scimitar from her belt - obviously from one of dem desert tribes, most likely. Okay okay, no doors along the passageway, no windows, there was the rafters to hide in but that'd fool them for about half a minute, he was out of Invisibility spells and even if he had one he couldn't leave the gal here...
Mal sighed and moved back down the corridor to the stairwell she had come up. If she was trapped, she wouldn't go down without a fight. There were at least half a score of guards, but she could take down at least five easily. She tightened her grip on her sword and prepared to make the Hextorites pay dearly. The half-elf tapped her on the shoulder. "If I may, I believe that I have an idea."
The first guard up the stairs ran right into Raz's Light spell and then the gal's scimitar. The guards trying to move past his falling body found Raz's Grease spell upon the stairs made it hard to move. Those who didn't slip and fall to their deaths found that they couldn't effectively block the amazon's slashing slices.
Then, a voice rang out behind them. "YOU! Priests, slay the heretic thief who dared steal from our sacred treasury." The half-elf's face blanched. "Oh, Saint's and Proxies, not again." He looked down as Mal readied her sword against the priests of Hextor, whose axes and maces glowed with an unholy red light. Then, the half-elf grabbed her from behind and pulled her onto a hextorite shield that had been dropped on the stairs. "Y'know, the spell of grease is useful in more ways than one."
Raz gave a whoop as the shield slickly slid down the stairway, the dark-skinned gal's eyes wide with terror. At the bottom of the stairs, the duo fell off the shield, which went skidding across the atrium they found themselves in. Then, as Raz was getting up, the gal slapped him so hard that stars spun for a moment. "What were you thinking, doing that? We could have been killed!"
The half-elf adjusted his floppy brown hat. "Well, it didn't. And the priests of Hextor will have a devil of a time getting down those stairs. I'm Raz, by the way, the infamous Rogue-Mage."
The gal wore a bemused expression. "The infamous Rogue-Mage? I've never heard of you. I'm Malmagor Andrigal, and I'm trying to stop the priests of Hextor from taking over this kingdom."
Raz's eyebrows rose. "Blimey, never heard of the Rogue-Mage? Shame. Yeah, I'm going to take down the Hextorites as well, and I don't mind company. Ain't that right, Chek'um?" A little ferret scurried out of Raz's coat and onto his hat, chittering at him.
Mal smirked. "I wouldn't mind working with you, as long as you don't try to kill me again like that. We'd better get out, actually. The spell doesn't last long, and they've probably sent guards down here already. Come on."
And as the duo walked out of the room, they looked at each other.
Well, he's a cute rascal, but really, he's far too irresponsible.
She's quite the looker, but her temper's something fierce.
It'd never work out.
...really.
Nice. And you needn't put lines between paragraphs. I never do in fics. Except when I'm changing POVs or if it's for emphasis on something.
Announcement:
I will be updating the archives every ten pages so if people want to actually, you know, give names to fics or list the actual pairing (if applicable) I'd be thankful.
*hint*
It'd just be easier for me if I don't have to skim the fic for pairing; and it'd just be nice for you if you could have a name for your story rather than simply [Nameless Fic]
Likewise, you can ask for amedments to your archive at these ten page intervals as well.
TwoBitWriter
2008-11-05, 01:23 PM
Nice. And you needn't put lines between paragraphs. I never do in fics. Except when I'm changing POVs or if it's for emphasis on something.
I will be updating the archives every ten pages so if people want to actually, you know, give names to fics or list the actual pairing (if applicable) I'd be thankful.
*hint*
It'd just be easier for me if I don't have to skim the fic for pairing; and it'd just be nice for you if you could have a name for your story rather than simply [Nameless Fic]
Likewise, you can ask for amedments to your archive at these ten page intervals as well.
Well, no need to index my Clone ship of the Playground. It seemed to have weirded up plenty of people. :smallbiggrin:
happyturtle
2008-11-05, 01:37 PM
Nonsense! This thread *exists* to weird people out. Index it, I say!
ghost_warlock
2008-11-05, 01:41 PM
Nonsense! This thread *exists* to weird people out. Index it, I say!
I thought that was what this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=73705) thread was for. :smallconfused:
Edit: Is it possible to ship threads? Cuz now we need a HoH/Shipping ship fic...
@V: What I'm concerned about is that anthropomorphizing the threads may lead to the kind of stuff you see when attempting to apply Rule 34 to Rule 34.
Shipping Thread: "I love you, but posters will inevitably drive us apart."
HoH Thread: *grabs a G/B icon and a stickying-tack* "That's what you think, sweetcheeks." :smallamused:
CurlyKitGirl
2008-11-05, 01:54 PM
This is the shipping thread.
You may ship anything as long as it fits forum rules.
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