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2008-09-12, 01:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
I am always interested.
((Jeez, I'm a ship whore))
I promise, since tomorrow is my day off, there will be ship fics.
"This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head.
There are too many ways to describe the way you feel.
You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much"
— Iain S. Thomas
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2008-09-12, 01:23 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-12, 01:36 PM (ISO 8601)
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And out of MSN comes this delightful fic; courtesy of the local shop for local people. ANd me 'n' 'zira.
'zira/EE:
Office Matters
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It was the middle of the war and EE was consulting with his secretary in his private office. Outside the sky was shifting pearlescently through the shades of softest grey and inside the fire crackled away to itself peacefully as the two spoke on matters of the greatest urgency.
"Well then 'zira, my . . . 'secretary', will you go over the notes from the previous meeting?"
"Why certainly." With a shuffle 'zira drew closer to EE and began to read out what their last . . . discussion was about. Gazing at his secretary EE nibbled away on his favourite selection of cookies until he ran out. Frowning slightly he stood up and wrenched open the door. "JOSEPHINE!! More cookies!"
Frustrated, his normally calm face burning red as the fire simmering on the warm hearth he sat back down to see 'zira looking at him in consternation. "Are you okay sir?" he queried drawing ever closer. He could feel 'ziras' gentle breaths caressing the sensetive skin on his neck. EE frowned slightly and leant closer; he opened his mouth to whisper something to his secretary when someone knocked on the door.
"Dave, is that you Dave?"
The pair glanced up annoyed. And just when they were going somewhere too "There's no Dave here!" shouted 'zira petulantly as he walked to the door.
"Open up Dave." 'zira was starting to get pretty freaked out now. Come to think of it, who could get this close to EE's private study when he was in a meeting without getting intercepted by all those guards and that cheating wife of EEs'?
"But . . . there's no Dave here."
"Dave. Open up Dave." Mesmerised by the gravelly voice 'zira found that he'd opened the door to a man who must have escaped from the grotesquery! A horrid man with frizzy black hair, a blacked out face and gaping white rings of makeup around his eyes and mouth.
"Will you be my wife Dave?" said Papa Lazerou as he luched into the inner sanctum of the Emperor of half of Europe. The Emperor had risen out of his seat and begun shouting for guards and at the grotesque man - thing in his room. But his attention was all on 'zira.
"But I'm a man."
"Dave, you said you'd be my wife. Give me your ring Dave." All unthinking 'zira slipped off his personal signet ring and placed it in the gloved hands of Papa Lazerou.
"Your my wife now Dave." he grinned disturbingly and took 'ziras' hand.
"Dave, let's go back home now." and they left, leaving EE aghast at what had happened. This shouldn't have happened. And who was that, that, that thing that took the man he wanted to steal a kiss from.
"I really need some more damn cookies."
Yuhuh. You can't unread it.
@Thes: I'll be writing the next part up tonight or tomorrow.
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2008-09-12, 01:40 PM (ISO 8601)
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@rand: Who ever said he died? Maybe he will return in future chapters as King of the Winds!
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2008-09-12, 01:43 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-12, 01:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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First post. Link to permission thread.
Also check through the old thread for permissions given there.
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2008-09-12, 03:30 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-12, 03:49 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
well, i just recently posted on the permission thread.
You can use me if you want.
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2008-09-12, 05:02 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
*raises hand, jumps up and down eagerly*
Come on! Use me! Use me! No one's shipped me yet! It would be totally new and original!
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2008-09-12, 06:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-12, 06:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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I don't mind being shipped, Ethrael =\
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2008-09-12, 06:29 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
*Ships Vespe*
My Eyes Have Seen You: Vespe/Haleyintraining
SpoilerVespe walked off the concert stage, holding the neck of his bass, and got in his limo, the screams of the adoring fans still ringing in his ears. He sighed, unhappy. Nobody noticed him. Raistlin dominated the band. He sang, and played lead guitar, the two most easily identifiable members of any group. Vespe was just the bass player, easily replacable. He'd even heard the other guys talking about getting rid of him, because some hot chick who could play.
It had been even worse recently. Raist had been getting into glam rock, wearing bright clothes, long scarves, makeup, stuff like that. Vespe didn't have much of a problem with it, but it just reinforced Raist as the band's image even more.
He arrived at his apartment, and his driver opened the door. He thanked the driver and walked inside. A small bag was on his table. It had a tag which read "Vespe's fanmail" on it. He groaned. Raist got huge bags of fanmail daily. Even Randy got a lot, because he had a lot of fangirls. Vespe got maybe 10 a week, if he was lucky.
He opened up the bag and took out the first letter. He read it, questions about the album. Next few were the same. Another was about Raistlin, apparently it had been in the wrong bag. Another was a bill for Vespe's bass getting fixed at GuitarCenter. Another was a complaint about a tour date being cancelled.
Vespe sighed, and picked up the bag to throw it out. However, a letter that had been clinging to the bottom of the bag fell out. He rolled his eyes and opened it up to read it.
Dear Mr. Ratavo,
You probably won't read this letter, I'm sure you have a bunch of fan mail already, but on the chance you do, I wanted to tell you how cool I think you are. I've been to a dozen of your concerts, but I never can get backstage passes to meet you, which is something I always wanted to do.
Well as long as I'm writing this, which you'll probably never read...
I think you're cute. Also call me.
-Haley-in-training
A small piece of paper with her number on it fell out. Vespe smiles and dug out his cell phone to call her. Might as well make her day.
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2008-09-12, 07:37 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-12, 11:14 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
Wow, i don't know what to say to that ship. I just...........draw a blank.......mmmmmmm, cookies
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2008-09-13, 02:39 AM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-13, 02:55 AM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-13, 05:58 AM (ISO 8601)
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Ok, here's one inspired by our English lesson yesterday. It was a little different, but most of it is set or based off that. Enjoy.
Wish you were here
MasatoHyuga/RHL
Spoiler“Just…keep quiet.”
The teacher’s weak attempt at restoring order could barely make itself heard over the raucous undulation of noise. Looking around for support, completely drained of all hope, she eventually decided to give up and leave the outcome to fate. Maybe the other teachers nearby will hear them. Maybe not. She slumped into her chair and began to tidy her desk humbly.
The idea at a free, creativity-related lesson as a vague attempt to appease the soon-to-be tyrants had blown up so much in her face it left ash stains. She went to open her mouth as a student stood up and shot a well-aimed paper aeroplane at one in front, but then closed it like a dumb-struck fool. Completely powerless and yet the authority of the room. Another student simply walked out the classroom. She didn’t even manage to notice him. Children ruled the day, and adults rued the day they let them.
And yet, miraculously, there just to happened to be one pupil who stood out amongst this primordial mess. He stood out and yet stood unnoticed. The pupil who normally sat at the front had chosen to sit and the very back, not throwing, not working, but wondering. Staring out the window at the picturesque London skyline across the pillowcloud-strewn sky, he wondered whether she was wondering too.
Picking up his pen with his crimson-bracelet adorned hand, and yet still gazing out the window, he wrote on a blank piece of paper, almost in a trance, four words.
Wish you were here...
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In the graveyardly silent room on the bottommost floor of any dump in London, the girl lifted her head, stopping for a second, despite the teacher’s undisobeyable orders of eternal work. And yet, he didn’t notice her pause, wonder and drift.
She smiled at the window, and it seemed that for a split second the steel gauze of cloud parted to let a single beam of light to pass as she blushed slightly, adding the least amount of colour to the room. Turning back to her doodle-rabbit decked paper, she wrote two more words softly.
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2008-09-13, 06:14 AM (ISO 8601)
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Deleted. Forever.
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2008-09-13, 09:09 AM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-13, 10:19 AM (ISO 8601)
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Bathatar!
Squid bones are lies.
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2008-09-13, 12:26 PM (ISO 8601)
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2008-09-13, 12:46 PM (ISO 8601)
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Is ^ a good or bad response? I can't read. Hope you liked it, and as I explained to RHL I know it's an odd pairing (I seem to have a knack at that) but I just put in the two people who posted at my request.
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2008-09-13, 12:48 PM (ISO 8601)
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It's good, just odd pairing...
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2008-09-13, 12:54 PM (ISO 8601)
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...IIIIIInteresting...
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2008-09-13, 03:24 PM (ISO 8601)
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Well, I've promised a lot...and as usual, I didn't do what I said I would =P
And this totally isn't because I stalk Kneenibble's youtube account, I swear...
:: is a creepy fangirl::
Kneenibble/Raistlin1040
SpoilerIt had been nearing twilight as Raistlin caught the trailing notes upon the air, putting his homework aside as he peered out the door to his dorm room, confused.
A Piano?
With measured steps, the boy walked down the steps, following the dancing notes which hung deliciously in the air like heavy morning dew. It lead him to the commons, where there sat a man playing.
Raistlin hadn't even known there was a piano in the dormitory building, but he stood silently, watching the other male figure playing, his long, beautiful fingers connecting with the keys in just the perfect way, a mug of tea, still steaming, placed to the side. Raistlin had never really been fond of piano music, but he couldn't tear his eyes away, couldn't stop watching with his mouth agape.
And, as Kneenibble wrapped up the particular piece he was working on, Raistlin noted for the first time that he hadn't yet breathed in that room, and suddenly took a loud gasp of air, alerting the pianist to the intruder. The younger boy became alarmed, terrified of how Kneenibble would react to his unexpected audience.
Instead, Kneenibble only smiled knowingly.
"Good evening, Raistlin."
"This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head.
There are too many ways to describe the way you feel.
You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much"
— Iain S. Thomas
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2008-09-13, 05:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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@^ Nice, slightly creepy but overall I found it...classy.
@V Very strong pictures, not all beautiful. Really gets you into the head of the characters. Realllllly well done.Last edited by Ethrael; 2008-09-13 at 05:36 PM.
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2008-09-13, 05:31 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
*blinks*
Out of curiosity I decided to collect all the fics I've ever written or helped write and I've so far got close to 11 000 words (including Tears of the Innocent) and I've only just done page 20 of the old thread!
I've writ a heck of a lot.
Characters:
Mordokai
Cristo
Thes
Shadow
Blood and Rain
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'Tears of the innocent!' The accusatory words rang in his ears. He blinked. He'd never thought Mi'ir would have the temerity to rebuke him like that; in fact, By All That Was Good he'd never thought Mi'ir would have done it. "That bloody bard's certainly got a gift for the rhetoric." he mumbled under his breath to the backs advancing towards the village.
He didn't move from the area. He just leant against a tree and argued with himself and his conscience. DIstantly, in the echoes of his childhood he heard a child's laughter. "I'm going to regret this." Rising fluidly to his feet he slunk off like a chastised dog in search of the two idiots. I bet they're not even using cover he thought to himself.
Leaving the safety of the cover afforded by the forest he just gazed at the morons who called themselves his troupe. "What?" The enterprising new heroes were all but charging down the gentle incline on their non - existant horses; charging straight into certain doom.
Mordokai cast his experienced eye over the battlefield. And allowed his taut posture to relax minutely. For Good or Bad the raid on the village was nearly over. He could see what he thought to be the whole band of raiders riding or walking back to the lurking growth to the west of their village. Fortunately for Shadow, Mi'ir and himself that was the exact opposite to where they were.
But; what was good for them was not good for the village. And that, he thought to himself privately, was a horrifying image.
In all his years of travelling as a knight he'd never seen such ravaged places. At least, never a place that wasn't the site of a cataclysmic battle. This.
This . . .
It was sickening. He had to approach though. Evaluate the damage.
He shook his head sadly. Normally he avoided officials, especially the Martial Officials, but this would have to be reported. It was like one of the Fukai Moriin had attacked. And it would have had to have been one over three hundred years old. In fact, he'd have sworn on the Altar that this was what had happened if he hadn't - couldn't - see the perpetrators leaving the scene of their depravity.
Shuddering inwardly, he approached. The tension in his body ringing through the air.
Mi'ir was scared. He'd seen bloodshed before. He'd walked the fields of battles and witnessed the carnages that lurk in the deepest forests. The children were scattered like jigsaw pieces cast about in a fury. Little broken pieces of the world of this unnamed village.
Fitting them with the families is impossible now. Too many of the adults were mutilated by identification by the bandits' ferocity. The worst were the older children, scarely into adulthood and the mothers and fathers crouching over the bodies of some cherished infant.
Shadow was barely older than one young girl huddled against a wall cradling a babe in her arms. Oh, By All That Is Lyrical. She was barely thirteen. And her young face was obliterated by some kind of a mace. He couldn't look at the babe she'd died trying to save.
It was heartbreaking.
Shadow clung to the back of his shirt like a toddler. He pressed his forehead to Mi'irs' back and he began to feel wet warmth seep through his shirt and onto his skin. The ladling was crying.
He felt like crying too.
"The sky should be crying. This blood deserves the tears of heaven. Why won't it rain?" He nodded. Words had left his silver - tongue. Tarnished by the site before him.
That little babe carried by a youngling.
"It should rain and wash this away."
JIbar will appear in the next one.Last edited by CurlyKitGirl; 2008-09-13 at 05:32 PM.
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2008-09-13, 09:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas
ya know, usually seeing one of my characters act so wildly out of character is a pet peeve of mine, but this just works so well (and I'm just getting such a huge kick out of this bizzaro-Mordokai) that I honestly am enjoying it.
Don't stop, madame, I want to see this one go on for a long time
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2008-09-13, 10:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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What? No, of course I haven't been obsessed with the Doors album Strange Days. That's preposterous.
Also I took creative license with you, Cobra. Sorry >.<
Warning, fluff, cheese, and unhappiness ahead.
Unhappy Girl: Raistlin/RHL
SpoilerI've just been feeling so...so trapped recently. Like I'm in a prison or something. RabbitHoleLost said to Raistlin. He nodded, like he always did. It's what he did, he listened to people's problems. He liked to make people feel better by being their venting space, the one person they could always tell everything to.
Care to elaborate? Raistlin asked politly.
It's just that I feel empty. There's nothing worth getting up in the morning for. Well, except Cobra of course. Raistlin brushed a hair from his eyes, inwardly rolling his eyes. There was something he didn't like about the snake, not that he'd ever say anything. The two chatted some more, and then she gave him a hug, thanking him for listening. She left to go home.
Raistlin went back to his dorm room. He could never sleep after talking with her. She made him think, about people, about life, and he could never put it aside for something as wasteful as sleep. Finally, at about 3 in the morning, he managed to force himself to rest.
He woke up a few hours later. He flipped open his phone to check the time. It was almost 7:30, he had a test in 15 minutes. He was about to run off to class, when he noticed the little "Unread Message" sign at the bottom corner. He opened his text inbox.
I need to talk to you. Can you come over?
-Rabbit
He frowned. That was odd. She knew he hated texting. Still, he sent back a quick text in the affirmative, figuring that he could just skip the test. After all, what possible applications could Advanced Calc. ever have for someone who wanted to be a doctor? He grabbed his car and drove over to RabbitHoleLost's house, letting himself in.
Rabbit? You here? He asked loudly.
I-I'm in the living room. Came a quiet answer. Raistlin went into the living room, to see RabbitHoleLost sitting on her couch, her eyes red.
What's the matter? He asked, concerned.
He...he broke up with me. Cobra broke up with me Rairai. She said, looking on the verge of tears. He walked over to the couch and sat down, putting his arm around her.
Wanna tell me about it? He asked.
...No. I don't wanna ruin your day. She replied.
He pulled her into a hug. It won't ruin my day. Promise.
He just...called me this morning, and said that...he just didn't think it was working out. She sniffed, fresh tears flowing from her eyes. He continued to hold her. A moment later, he let her go, and looked at her.
You can't believe what it does to me. To see you sad, to see you cry, it kills me. She blinked, confused.
You're my best friend. Don't cry, please. He wiped away the remnants of her tears, and gently kissed her forehead, like a friend comforting a friend.
And he stayed there, all day on the couch, supporting her, being her person she could tell everything to. It was a shame he couldn't do the same for her. But she didn't need that. She didn't need the drama it would cause. So he kept quiet. He still loved her though. Always would.
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2008-09-13, 10:11 PM (ISO 8601)
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...makes me sad. *snuggles Rabbitloves*Last edited by Cobra_Ikari; 2008-09-13 at 10:12 PM.
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