If the Santa says it is okay, I would love to post a link, because it HAS to be seen in full-on glory.
It's just too perfect.
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
P.M. Marc - Dec 12, 2002 5:58:35 pm PST #597 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Elena - Dec 12, 2002 6:02:35 pm PST #598 of 10001
Thanks for all the fish.
I was asked if you'd shown it, so I think that it would be okay.
P.M. Marc - Dec 12, 2002 6:04:51 pm PST #599 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I was asked if you'd shown it, so I think that it would be okay.
I will post the link tonight. I'd have put it everywhere, but wasn't sure how Santa felt about it.
(Note: I have read it at least three times daily since opening it.)
P.M. Marc - Dec 12, 2002 6:05:16 pm PST #600 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Ho?
Edit: YAY!
askye - Dec 12, 2002 6:05:25 pm PST #601 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
I got to see it. I can say that it's the bestest badfic mpreg story ever.
Rebecca Lizard - Dec 12, 2002 8:39:28 pm PST #602 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Jilli, if you post the lyrics, I'll take a shot-- do you mind if I try it?
Atropa - Dec 12, 2002 8:46:36 pm PST #603 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oooh, that would be spiffy RL! I hafta dig up the lyrics again, or listen to the song so I can get them in the right order.
Atropa - Dec 12, 2002 8:48:03 pm PST #604 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
We found an old doll that was out in the grass, She had special powers, we said a Black Mass. We sat in a circle all holding hands. The Doll-bed held together with old rubberbands.
She'll rise, she'll rise.
Chorus: Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin. She's so pretty all dressed up in white. Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin. When we need her, she'll rise to the light. (It's a flickering, beautiful sight.)
We looked down at the ground and into her eyes. Passed around an old teacup filled up with dead flies. (Surprise, surprise!) Were brought but not used a collection of knives. We'll remember this moment for all of our lives.
She'll rise, she'll rise.
Atropa - Dec 12, 2002 8:50:36 pm PST #605 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
(If it helps any, the tune is a waltz w/ cellos, female vocals.)
Rebecca Lizard - Dec 12, 2002 9:39:24 pm PST #606 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
I've downloaded these mp3s-- expect a toaster, Jilli, I'd like to buy a CD. Which one is "Gingerbread Coffin" from?