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Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
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 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)
Previous Thread
The next post is reserved for the index, which will be completed when I get the time to do it...
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Author/Artists
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Aziraphale
Callos_DeTerran
Cristo Meyers
CurlyKitGirl
Dallas-dakota
DragonRider
Ethrael
Happyturtle
Helgraf
Kaelaroth
Kneenibble
Kyrian
Lex-Kat
Phoekun
RabbitHoleLost
Raistlin1040
Randman22222
SMEE
Tengu
Thufir
Aziraphale and Curly
The Playground Princess Bride
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
I have to wonder, what's with the title? :smallconfused:
Also, dibs on Grand Admiral Chumley.
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*slowly creeps back up to thread*
Let's see if I can keep up this time...
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Originally Posted by
Moff Chumley
I have to wonder, what's with the title? :smallconfused:
Also, dibs on Grand Admiral Chumley.
Pun on ships. Pirate ships, scourge of the seven seas...
Was it really that bad?
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
Ouch. :smallyuk: Yes it was. :smalltongue: I mean, seriously though... What?
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Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera
Part Two: The Cheerleaders
Starring SMEE, and Ego Slayer
See Earlier Parts Here
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Ego swigged from the bottle, retching almost immediately. The burning liquid surged down her throat, and she coughed, her pretty eyes reddening as she tried to force it out of her. Beside her, the cheerleaders laughed, a pack of jackals. Really hot, perky jackals. Ego dropped the bottle, and watched from the bench as it, and its contents, spilled acoss the linoleum gymnasium floor, scarlet, blood-like.
Bitch! The head of the team shrieked, her porcelain skin tinted with a rosey pink, her perfect blue eyes aflame. Daddy brought that back from Sigil, you little witch! I know you're new to the whole communal school thing, but have a mind for other people's things, k, sweetness? Ego felt her cheek connect, briefly, with the other girl's pedicured nails, and felt the blood burn, and her body limply falling to the wet ground. And clean it up! The doll spat, turning to go, her flock of prim, yet tipsy, drones following her, going away, to hunt more prey. Ego started to cry, tears burning her eyes, and bloody cheeks.
Hey! A voice said, causing Ego to turn, panicked. What if it was a teacher? She hadn't got a punishment yet, and her parents would kill her... What's wrong? Said a gorgeous girl coming towards her, dressed in funky lilacs and gold. Her face, a tanned visage, fell, seeing the licquor. You the new cheerleader, then? Ego nodded, her eyes wet. I'll help you get rid of this mess. Trust me, I know it sucks now, but it'll get better. She plonked down on the floor beside the weeping girl, and pulled out a wad of pads. These absorb, right? She smiled at Ego, as she started to clean up. I'm SMEE, by the by. Seeing Ego's worried face, she laid a comforting hand on her uniform emblazoned shoulder. Seriously. It'll be OK. :smallsmile:
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/applause. :smallsmile:
Kael, you are seriously awesome. Also, can we get a banner for shipping itp?
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Oh totally! A ship on a sea of acid!
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Originally Posted by
RabbitHoleLost
D'awww.
Both ships that include me (or my character) are super sweet.
Now I have to write something not sweet to counter-balance it :smalltongue:
Oh, and...
New Thread!
You're going to have to? What about me? I've got a reputation to maintain, dammit! People'll start to think I've gone soft and actually start being nice...
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You could write a mean fic about me... (jeez, this thread is making me a narcissist. :smalleek:)
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
You're going to have to? What about me? I've got a reputation to maintain, dammit! People'll start to think I've gone soft and actually start being nice...
Well, you see, I prefer darker fics.
Had I the patience to write one including both Mordy and I, it would most certainly be a melancholic thing.
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Jeez, now I need to write it.
...After I finish this one for Helgraf
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Mad Season
CurlyKitGirl/Helgraf (Renfield)
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Dr. Curly sat directly across from her patient, and, though he was her first, and though he was about as sane as a water pistol is a weapon of mass destruction, she felt completely content.
This was not because he was straight jacketed and grommeted to the lounging couch, no, not at all. Curly was certain that if Renfield had the urge to remove himself from his constraints, the guards would not be able to move fast enough through the door to keep him from leaping at her, or whatever else he might decide to do.
And, still, Curly had no worry. Not a single anxiety floated through her mind as she smiled at him from across her desk.
He had come to the asylum some years back, though Curly could not remember the exact date. She could recall, however, the hushed whispers in the hallways and the frantic resignations from her coworkers after a single session with him.
Incurable. Unresponsive. Manic. And the worst...
Patient cannot possibly be human. Curly shuddered as she recalled looking over their notes for the first time, a grim smile playing over her lips. She was fresh out of school, a degree so recently put in her hands the paper might have well still been warm from the printer. She was eager and willing to work and so naive in her anticipations for her career; Curly would get through to this immovable stone of an insane patient, and the book she would write about it would make her famous.
Renfield had quickly put an end to that nonsense; oh, he was fascinating, indeed, but the conversations held on those quiet afternoons in that cramped, too bright, too warm room became more about herself than it was about him.
Always, he listened, that falsely meek smile twitching upon his lips, and, while he spoke infrequently, the words that fell from his lips were mystifying, seemingly random dribble that was too erratic, too patternless to be meaningless. Jarbled poetry, others had called it. Curly knew it was beautifully sculpted, purposefully done.
And the more she saw him, twice a week at three o'clock in the afternoon, the more she knew he wasn't insane; the world had simply failed him.
So she sat across from him, smiling as she spoke of her day, and what he had had for lunch in the cafeteria (under strict surveillance), and she smiled, plotting the day she would help him escape from that awful prison with the perfectly white walls.
...I feel like the past few things I've written have just been rambles =/
Ah, well. Two and a half more ideas underway for Helgraf, one not-so-happy Mordy/RHL coming up, and then I'll maybe finally finish the Randy/RHL sequel...
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Originally Posted by
RabbitHoleLost
Mad Season
CurlyKitGirl/Helgraf
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Dr. Curly sat directly across from her patient, and, though he was her first, and though he was about as sane as a water pistol is a weapon of mass destruction, she felt completely content.
This was not because he was straight jacketed and grommeted to the lounging couch, no, not at all. Curly was certain that if Helgraf had the urge to remove himself from his constraints, the guards would not be able to move fast enough through the door to keep him from leaping at her, or whatever else he might decide to do.
And, still, Curly had no worry. Not a single anxiety floated through her mind as she smiled at him from across her desk.
He had come to the asylum some years back, though Curly could not remember the exact date. She could recall, however, the hushed whispers in the hallways and the frantic resignations from her coworkers after a single session with him.
Incurable. Unresponsive. Manic. And the worst...
Patient cannot possibly human. Curly shuddered as she recalled looking over their notes for the first time, a grim smile playing over her lips. She was fresh out of school, a degree so recently put in her hands the paper might have well still been warm from the printer. She was eager and willing to work and so naive in her anticipations for her career; Curly would get through to this immovable stone of an insane patient, and the book she would write about it would make her famous.
Helgraf had quickly put an end to that nonsense; oh, he was fascinating, indeed, but the conversations held on those quiet afternoons in that cramped, too bright, too warm room became more about herself than it was about him.
Always, he listened, that falsely meek smile twitching upon his lips, and, while he spoke infrequently, the words that fell from his lips were mystifying, seemingly random dribble that was too erratic, too patternless to be meaningless. Jarbled poetry, others had called it. Curly knew it was beautifuly sculpted, purposefully done.
And the more she saw him, twice a week at three o'clock in the afternoon, the more she knew he wasn't insane; the world had simply failed him.
So she sat across from him, smiling as she spoke of her day, and what he had had for lunch in the cafeteria (under strict surveillance), and she smiled, plotting the day she would help him escape from that awful prison with the perfectly white walls.
...I feel like the past few things I've written have just been rambles =/
Ah, well. Two and a half more ideas underway for Helgraf, one not-so-happy Mordy/RHL coming up, and then I'll maybe finally finish the Randy/RHL sequel...
You've given poor Renfield a very ... Hannibal feel. Not the cannibalism bit, but the whole capture of the lucidity inside the madness - that fleeting feeling that there is something very aware and very very dangerous. And watching our psychiatrist (psychologist? clinical?) drawn into that abyss.
Very very interesting work. I am almost _compelled_ to write a sequel / continuance or reprisal of scene from the other point of view. Kudos.
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Originally Posted by
Helgraf
You've given poor Renfield a very ... Hannibal feel. Not the cannibalism bit, but the whole capture of the lucidity inside the madness - that fleeting feeling that there is something very aware and very very dangerous. And watching our psychiatrist (psychologist? clinical?) drawn into that abyss.
Very very interesting work. I am almost _compelled_ to write a sequel / continuance or reprisal of scene from the other point of view. Kudos.
Hehe. Ah, yes. You recognized one of my current fandoms I'm drawing much of my inspiration from. The other...well, if the other isn't obvious, I'm not going to give it away :smallwink:
I'm glad you approve. It means quite a bit to me.
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Originally Posted by
RabbitHoleLost
Hehe. Ah, yes. You recognized one of my current fandoms I'm drawing much of my inspiration from. The other...well, if the other isn't obvious, I'm not going to give it away :smallwink:
I'm glad you approve. It means quite a bit to me.
Just one question - one that's probably rhetorical, but I prefer to err to caution.
I already feel a followup piece to yours brewing in my head, but it may turn quite black. Nothing that would go past the board thread limits, obviously, but the way Renfield is whispering in my brain right now...
To the point of the matter - is this alright with you? If not, I can can it.
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Originally Posted by
Helgraf
Just one question - one that's probably rhetorical, but I prefer to err to caution.
I already feel a followup piece to yours brewing in my head, but it may turn quite black. Nothing that would go past the board thread limits, obviously, but the way Renfield is whispering in my brain right now...
To the point of the matter - is this alright with you? If not, I can can it.
Anything is fine with me ( I happen to be a fan of the darker side of things, anyhow). However, if its much too 'black'..you might want to ask dear Curly her permission.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
Ahh, my brain. Yes, of course. I should check with Curly as she's the other character that was in the fic.
Curly? Read up a couple of posts, tell me what you think? PM if more comfortable that way.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
You're going to have to? What about me? I've got a reputation to maintain, dammit! People'll start to think I've gone soft and actually start being nice...
Heavens forbid! Where would that lead us? :smallsmile:
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Originally Posted by
RabbitHoleLost
Well, you see, I prefer darker fics.
Had I the patience to write one including both Mordy and I, it would most certainly be a melancholic thing.
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Jeez, now I need to write it.
Aw come on, happy thoughts? :smallbiggrin: I'm all in for melancholy, but I have it enough in RL already :smallsmile: But sure, go ahead with it, it should be fun to read nontheless.
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Originally Posted by
Mordokai
Aw come on, happy thoughts? :smallbiggrin: I'm all in for melancholy, but I have it enough in RL already :smallsmile: But sure, go ahead with it, it should be fun to read nontheless.
Ah, Mordy, not even in fiction could our forbidden love end happily :smallwink:
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:types furiously, hopes CKC does not black flag him:
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Originally Posted by
RabbitHoleLost
Ah, Mordy, not even in fiction could our forbidden love end happily :smallwink:
Give it a shot :smalltongue: Who knows, you may end up liking it :smallbiggrin:
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Actually, I've just realized - Part 1 of the ship consuming my brain doesn't involve Curly; it's centered on Renfield (Helgraf), with a very brief cameo by Vlad Dracul (Shadow), and some minor characters who are not associated with playgrounders.
I'd still like to get the okay from Curly before I go to part 2, but part 1 (which prequels RHL's ship of Curly and myself) is workable in its own right.
I will warn you, not for the squeamish or easily disturbed.
Discernment [A prequel to Mad Season]
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The room was quiet. The lounging couch was empty, saving for a small leatherbound book that lay splayed, pages down and bent, spine broken.
The problem was, she'd been so very boring. So plain, buttoned up, constrained.
The short, somewhat hunched fellow whistled oddly to himself as he pulled himself off of the remains.
Professional. No spark. No ... investment. Useless.
He could hear the orderlies coming up the hall with sweet merciful oblivion clutched in their hands. Oh, they'd not let him out again. His outsides would once more resemble his insides - stark, with oily whispers.
A whisper, a knowing glance. Anything to prove that inside that too perfect shirt and blouse there was a spark ... of interest, of passion, of thrice damned curiosity.
At the last, he'd opened her up to look inside. Disappointment; little more than crude little machine of wants, but Master made him an artist, and so he played her. She cried out, at the last, hard shuddering breaths before silence. Before he leaned ever so close, watching her eyes bulge from fear ... and something else as she bled silently; whispered, "Little humanimal ... you'll never be so free again," he murmured, gurgling in his throat as the door was thrown open and he was seized. Several sharp slivers of purity blossomed in him, their black blossoms blooming. Fading ... falling... the sound of wracking sobbing lulling him along the dragon's road to oblivion once more.
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Renfield... You've been naughty, Renfield. What did you hope to learn, poppet? Death is my gift to give.
Only a little death, master...
Without permission, Renfield. I shall meditate on the appropriate punishment for a cur who cannot follow orders. In the meantime, you are more useful to me elsewhere.
And ... your promise ... Master?
When you can keep your word, Renfield, I shall surely keep mine. Rise now once more into your dreams.
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Darkness. Human reek; the feel of straw slipping through the fabric and pricking his flesh. But no black blossoms. No more touch of the Master against his clammy, sweat-soaked skin. No, he was dreaming again; ever lucid dreams. Pale moonlight slipped through metal bars to cast light on the heavy metal restraints that held him to the walls. Floor, walls, ceiling, all were metal. A cage to keep the animals at bay. A woman's face, shattered, lips opening on an 'O', then impossibly moreso, falling away into a formless tongue. The horses spoke of servitude and willing devotion to the brush-men and the feeders.
Tempestous teapot trawling terror.
Monsterous man made mother
Shape, stroke, stored storming
Depth desired darkling dreaming
He rambled on quietly, a sort of giddy expression stealing over his features; his back arched upward suddenly, until it met the length of the chain and giant shackle that encircled his waist; like a cat arching its back, but in reverse, such that his belly formed the crown of the arch, and backwards hands and feet made mount of the base. And the metal murmured secrets that only he could hear.
And he laughed.
Soon ... soon Master.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
RHL and Helgraf? Those pieces were awesomesauce. :smallbiggrin:
And I've got some free time today- well, a lot of free time, so I'm working on the Kneen/Jibar fic.
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*kidnaps Jibar*
*Forces Jibar to boogie bless this thread*
Yay.
*go´s back to installing the brain acid pool in the backyard*
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I wasn't aware that I Boogie Blessed other threads. You can have a
*Boogie To Be Decided Upon At A Later Date!*
though.
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Boogie blessing is still around? Nice. :smallwink:
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Originally Posted by
Mordokai
Heavens forbid! Where would that lead us? :smallsmile:
Quiet you....you...err...
GAH! Insult protocols corrupted...fuzzy feelings imminent...error...error...REBOOTREBOOTREBOOT*cras h*
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Originally Posted by Mordokai
Give it a shot Who knows, you may end up liking it
*bites tongue*
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Originally Posted by
Kaelaroth
Schoolyard Song: A Playground Spanning Opera
Part Two: The Cheerleaders
Starring SMEE, and Ego Slayer
*snip*
o.o;
I'm a cheerleader? And I'm hitting on Ego? >.>
Fun... fun... fun... <.<
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Originally Posted by
Dhavaer
Boogie blessing is still around? Nice. :smallwink:
Oh yeah. It's a non-stop dance party round here.
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
Quiet you....you...err...
GAH! Insult protocols corrupted...fuzzy feelings imminent...error...error...REBOOTREBOOTREBOOT*cras h*
Oh dear, what have I done now? Now, how are we going to fix you? I don't think smiting will be of much use here...
*lightbulb appears over the head*
I know! We can start training you to be genuinely nice! :smallbiggrin:
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
*bites tongue*
Awwww, you poor thing! Want me to lay hands on that? :smallwink:
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*re-boots Cristo with a fresh dose of evil*
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Or we could install Linux first :belkar:
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Nice ships so far people, all three have been great. I'll try and keep up with the thread this time too...
Also, I'm taking out the restrictions of any shipping of me, maybe that'll encourage people to write about me... :smallconfused:
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i wonder, if in this thread i'll be pared up with anyone other than Rutee or callos? not that i mind through
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Wow, I go away for a little while, and when I come back, there's a second thread. I am le impressed.
I think I'm also ready to get back into this. *somewhere in the distance, trumpets weakly sound* Anyone miss me?
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Yeah...we got a little prolific. Even dragged me into it...(blame Mordokai, I always do)
Just wasn't the same without you around, though.
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Blame the paladin, blame the paladin, blame the paladin...
You sound like a broken radio, always repeating the same thing over and over again :smallannoyed:
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Originally Posted by
Mordokai
You sound like a broken radio, always repeating the same thing over and over again :smallannoyed:
Pot. Kettle. Black.
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
Pot. Kettle. Black.
I hear this a lot, but I don't think I've ever seen a black kettle. :smallconfused:
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Originally Posted by
PhoeKun
I hear this a lot, but I don't think I've ever seen a black kettle. :smallconfused:
I reckon the phrase derives from a time when kettles were made of cast back iron to retain heat.
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Originally Posted by
Kaelaroth
I reckon the phrase derives from a time when kettles were made of cast back iron to retain heat.
I would imagine so, but haven't you ever felt a little bit jarred by outdated colloquialisms?
This is perhaps a bad quirk for someone like me to have. Ah well.
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Perhaps "sea calling the sky blue" is a suitable replacement?
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Originally Posted by
Helgraf
Ahh, my brain. Yes, of course. I should check with Curly as she's the other character that was in the fic.
Curly? Read up a couple of posts, tell me what you think? PM if more comfortable that way.
Black as hell mate. Make it black as black as black you can. I highly endorse shattering little Miss Optimistic Curly and having her dragged down the slope of madness.
In other words: write away, write away and listen to Renfield.
Also, why are your sentences double or triple spaced? Curiosity is plaguing the cat.
@Phoe: I've been eagerly awaiting your return. Was the move okay? Have your inspirational juices been stewing away?
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Originally Posted by
Lyinginbedmon
Perhaps "sea calling the sky blue" is a suitable replacement?
Well, it's an intriguing and suitably timeless replacement, but something about it seems more romantic and playful than cynical. I don't know if it's the things being personified or just that blue is a more soothing color than black, but hearing that, I get more of a sense of lovers complimenting each other on a best feature they happen to share. *shrugs*
@Curly: The move went about as well as I could hope for. The US is entirely to large for it's own good. Although I'm starting to think I might have been pushing myself too hard lately. I seem to be getting sick...
Still, I feel a need to get back to writing. I absolutely need to finish my story, if only to make it something I've seen through to the end.
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((If I acted passive aggressive to RHL's ship, would someone interpret that as sexual tension and write a ship about it? Would it be worth being a jerk to do it? Is the meta humor here getting to a point where nobody is going to take this seriously anyway, and out of disgust, ignore this post? Yes, they probably will. Which means...))
RHL, I LOVE YOU!
((I'm glad everyone ignored that...))
:confused:
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Ya know, I had a feeling that post would freeze the thread...
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*de-awkwardizes Mr. Chumley*
I would like to point out that the pot-kettle business is not a colloquialism. -- as much as it is a maxim, or an adage: which to me at least, seem the more wise and mysterious because they are often a bit outdated.
It may also be, not necessarily that they are made from black cast iron, but perhaps tin which gets very sooty used (as it would be) on a fire instead of an electric element. So the blackness is not only colour but filth that rubs off on non-filthy things.
Anyhow. I defend the phrase's validity so.
I do agree that the sea-sky suggestion is quite pretty and sentimental and doesn't work the same way.
But apropos shipping,
RHL and Helgraf -- I like the exchange you had. I like the possibility it has for Dr. Curly, in a Dana Scully-like way, to be introduced against her academic ambitions to the vampire world that made Renfield crazy.
Kaelaroth -- once again, deliciously nasty and sentimental at once: high school is visceral that way. I wonder if you plan to continue with disparate episodes or to wrap them up and together somehow towards the end.
Who knew what fun this would be!
But what rough beast slouches, &c...
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Now that the thread has been de-awkardized...
Helgraf, that was a pretty phenomenal fic. :smalleek::smallsmile:
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let the shipping beging skipper
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Originally Posted by
PhoeKun
Wow, I go away for a little while, and when I come back, there's a second thread. I am le impressed.
I think I'm also ready to get back into this. *somewhere in the distance, trumpets weakly sound* Anyone miss me?
With every bullet so far.
Just kidding. ;)
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Originally Posted by
Helgraf
With every bullet so far.
Just kidding. ;)
Sir, when my little forum thread watcher thingie dinged and alerted me that you had posted in this thread, I had become incredibly excited.
Only to see that I shall have to be patient for a bit longer.
:: reins her fangirly-ness in::
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Originally Posted by
CurlyKitGirl
Black as hell mate. Make it black as black as black you can. I highly endorse shattering little Miss Optimistic Curly and having her dragged down the slope of madness.
In other words: write away, write away and listen to Renfield.
:bows: By your command, imperious leader.
Hey, Muse! The shackles are off!!
:cackles madly:
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Originally Posted by
CurlyKitGirl
Also, why are your sentences double or triple spaced? Curiosity is plaguing the cat.
Hmmm, to be honest, it's a bit of an oddity. Probably has to do with direct pasting from WordPad.
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Originally Posted by
Moff Chumley
Now that the thread has been de-awkardized...
Helgraf, that was a pretty phenomenal fic. :smalleek::smallsmile:
Now ... I just need to live up to my opening salvo.
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Originally Posted by
Helgraf
Now ... I just need to live up to my opening salvo.
Ya didn't win "Best Narrator" for nothing...
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Aww, no shipping’s for the permission keeper?
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I remember the good ol' days when I was included in more ships. Oh how I wish for those good ol' days... :smalltongue:
Also, a prize for anyone who includes me in a ship!
...The prize is wub.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
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Player_Zero
I remember the good ol' days when I was included in more ships. Oh how I wish for those good ol' days... :smalltongue:
Also, a prize for anyone who includes me in a ship!
...The prize is wub.
Seconded.
Those good old days..........
*wanted to write phoe/sweetrein but figured that sweetrein hasn´t actually given her permission, so I PM´ed her and is currently waiting for a response*
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Originally Posted by
Cristo Meyers
I just find the idea of various playgrounders making their way into my head and messing around entertaining. It could be the Playground's strangest shipfic.
Inspired by several pages of RB(in mah thread!:smalltongue:).
Anybody up for it?
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
Well.
I received a PM from someone asking for a ship. A ship containing the following people, set within the following parameters:
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Bath and Curly are at the same college (so it's uni then), they meet at a special party or occasion at Christmas. And what follows follows. Can you do it?
I agreed to, and to my surprise my twisted imagination supplied me with something, do you have any idea how awkward it is to dream of a request? Really awkward. That something has been posted below.
Bath/Curly
Theft
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Bath grumbled to himself as he fiddled with his bow tie. Shooting at glare at his reflection garbed in black and white. "I look like a penguin. A horribly posh one." Giving up, he left his bow tie crooked and tried to make his watch chain hang in a smooth curve against his waistcoat. "At least I've got a spiffy top hat that fits now." Slapping it on his head at a jaunty angle he added the last touch: the monocle. "Perfect."
"Oi, m'Lord Bath, you've spent more time primping than a girl. You ready yet?" asked Kaela as he stuck his head around the door. Bath stared at Kaela in the mirror, "And m'Lord has been waiting how long? Thirty seconds?"
"Touche. Well, will we make it to the Toffs' Ball before it finishes or not?"
"Hint received Kaela ole chap. Let's be off then." As the two friends left their dorm a keen observer of the normal British uni would have noted that almost every person was attired in exceedingly formal and old fashioned attire; the same observer would then realise almost immediately that the scene was almost a Dickensian Christmas as it was snowing gently and Oxford being Oxford it created a rather charming picture.
As the flow of students entered Merton Hall Bath noticed that the students stalled just before entering and walked through the main doors one by one. However, he failed to try to find the reason for their sudden reticence. Neither did a female student dressed slightly uncomfortably in a formal gown and heeled shoes. "Stupid shoes, stupid dress. Why'm I here again?" The preoccupied pair walked through the doors together and were accosted by jeers and jubilant cries from the students who'd spotted the trap.
Pinned to the top of the door was mistletoe. A huge bunch of the pale plant hung there, seemingly happy in the embarrassment it caused.
"Oooh Bath and Curly're going to kiss." crowed Kaela from his refuge on the steps outside. "Give him a kiss then m'Lady." shouted Phoe.
The caught pair looked around, grinning in joint embarrassment and they stepped closer. Thanks to their remarkable height difference Curly had to stand on her tiptoes and Bath had to bend down slightly to actually kiss.
After the kiss a slightly flushed Curly grinned up at Bath and said, "You'd better treasure that as you just stole my first kiss." A grinning Bath looked down at her and replied, "In that case you'd best treasure mine as well." He offered her his arm, "Shall we go in m'Lady?" And Curly took his arm.
Behind them Kaela, Phoe and the watching students were left jostling to be the next pair to enter the ballroom.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
Ego Zero shipping with a guest role for Calamity.
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It had all started as a small game to pas the time, Player_Zero, Ego slayer and Calamity had decided to pull out the scrabble board and play a bit to keep away the boredom. But the game had soon intensified into a flurry of bibliomantic prows and dare do linguistic skill. As the game continued it became more and more clear that Cal was no match for the combined competitive spelling of ego and zero. Heaving a deep sigh Cal tipped the metaphorical King over. “im of, I have to go anyway.” “Oh ho” Zero laughed “your just afraid you cant win and are running away.” I do not, I just have to go.” Cal retorted, irritated by Zero’s attitude. “Yes you are, im simply much better” zero said with a big grin. From across the board Ego observed the two with a amused smile. They were always like this, those two. “anyhow, have a good game you two.” He waved a hand and left for whatever business he had dealings with to do.”
Zero and Ego’s eyes met over the board. “So, back to you loosing the game.” Ego gave a sly smile. “I most definitely will not.” Zero grinned back. Deeper and deeper into the night did they play. With every now and then a “ha” of triumph or a “oh” of surprise escaping the two players. Then finally ego played the last tile. “there I won, didn’t I tell you?” zero called out. Ego’s grin broadened, no you didn’t, see there I also spelled ‘love’ with it. Zero’s smile dropped into a face of disbelieve, how could he have missed such a simple word being created. “so that give me what, one, no two more points then you. I win” ego smiled. “and remeber we played for a favour from the loser for the winner.
Zero kept ogling the playing board, how could he the zeroth player have lost at such a game. “ok, what must I do for you?” he said with a sigh. Ego giggled. “well, you could start with giving me a kiss.”
So, yay, I did my first shipping. I feel dirty now, and i blame you guys.
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
So, nobody has shipped me yet. I feel horribly insulted. Nobody wants to write about me and another playgrounder falling in love and whatnot? I know I do it about all of you, all of you. Every night in my bedroom while i'm alone. So very alone.
*Cradles shipping stories*