I'ma gonna try to write it (expect to see me in The Great Write Way at some point)
Actually, that would go in the Buffista Fic thread -- Great Write is for non-fanfic writing only.
Good luck!
I mean, let's say you did kill us. Or didn't. There could be torture. Whatever. But somehow you found the goods. What would your cut be?
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
§ ita § - May 03, 2004 8:37:16 am PDT #7995 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Consuela - May 03, 2004 8:42:27 am PDT #7996 of 10000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
To summarize:
FF: Writers, Readers, and Enablers, is for general discussion of fic, recs, links, etc.
Buffista Fic is for posting and workshopping of fic.
GWW is for original writing (fiction and non-fiction) discussion and workshopping.
Gris - May 03, 2004 8:45:17 am PDT #7997 of 10000
Hey. New board.
Thanks for the clear-up. Now subscribed to Buffista Fic, will probably not make too much of a fool of myself now.
Dana - May 03, 2004 1:11:43 pm PDT #7998 of 10000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
He felt her stiffen and her accepting body of moments before became non-responsive to his caress, so he in turn congealed thinking he had gone too far in his pursuit of the enchanting blonde woman. He kissed her rump gently and sighed, his warm breath disturbing the tiny follicles of her perfect skin.
Ewww. Congealed Michael.
One of the shadows was now trying to open the locked heavy doors, an impossible task to accomplish while wearing the thick gloves and mask. The man in the screen made a mistake and took off his gloves and Nikita and Michael watched in revulsion as his skin started to disintegrate. He next removed his gas mask and screamed in pain; the rest continue moving forward ignoring the agony the man was going through. Finally, Nikita recognized the man's face, lying on top of the camera, his skin being eaten by some unseen force. The pony-tailed man melted like the wicked witch of the west on the road to Emerald City and the Prince and his mistress silently watched, as the rest of the shadows did not seem to be faced with this horrible sight.
Umm...yeah.
Michael stood, grabbed Nikita by the arm and forced her to come close, his green eyes spewing fire and anger. “What is going on?” He whispered and then screamed, “SIT”.
Nikita was bewildered for she did not have time for any of Michael’s tizzy fits or royal commands, “Your Majesty, they know where we are, we need to go into the bunker, please”.
Dude, don't have a tizzy fit.
Katie M - May 03, 2004 1:38:16 pm PDT #7999 of 10000
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
Congealed? What is he, an aspic? (Oh, dear. Don't answer that.)
Theodosia - May 03, 2004 2:15:50 pm PDT #8000 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
He felt her stiffen and her accepting body of moments before became non-responsive to his caress,
It reads like spam....
amych - May 03, 2004 2:16:49 pm PDT #8001 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
It reads like spam....
Huh. Maybe that's where the kids are getting their sex-ed these days. Back in the day, we had to hear it in the schoolyard.
esse - May 03, 2004 4:44:19 pm PDT #8002 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
X-Men Movieverse, though.
Where's that? I shouldn't ask, but.
Dana - May 03, 2004 4:45:26 pm PDT #8003 of 10000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Livejournal. xmmficathon, I think.
esse - May 03, 2004 4:48:38 pm PDT #8004 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Thanks.