I would never work for him anyway...he proved himself to be a lying sack of shit. I'd rather be *surprised* at least.Frey, not Patterson.
Gwen: Demon, OK? The whole nine—cloven feet and horns and teeth. He wasn't wearing lamé though. Lorne: Yeah, the evil ones can't pull it off. It gets camp.
'Harm's Way'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
erikaj - Nov 13, 2010 7:44:21 am PST #3716 of 6693
Always Anti-fascist!
Gudanov - Nov 15, 2010 3:36:34 am PST #3717 of 6693
Coding and Sleeping
I think I've almost got the rules for when to use 'an' in front of a consonant and 'a' in front of a vowel. Tricksy grammar.
Laga - Nov 15, 2010 6:21:45 am PST #3718 of 6693
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
hippocampus - Nov 15, 2010 8:12:57 am PST #3719 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
Drive-by Drabble ...
Bacchanal
"Kill it!" she screamed, her face fierce and her brown curls blowing back with the force of her attack.
"Cut it down!" Yelled her blonde neighbor, fingers reaching for entrails.
The group of young girls began chanting, at first jumbled, their many words for hate and destruction mingling. Soon, one word came through, "death." "Death!" "Rip its horn off!" Side chants, only, with the drumbeat of death roiling the stockade beneath the hapless victim.
It was pink, and jeweled, as unicorns must be. It stared back at them placidly, the noose tightening around its neck. The girls were screaming, their dresses twisting around their knees as they jumped and cried for murder. There was no quarter given, no moment of thought for beauty or mercy. They knew what they wanted, and they wanted to beat the fragile creature down, and see its guts spilled.
Their faces and voices were gutteral, wild and abandoned. They were sped on by sugar and desperation. They beat the pink unicorn to death, and ate its insides. Their parents looked on proudly and cheered.
Typo Boy - Nov 15, 2010 8:16:34 am PST #3720 of 6693
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
wow!
erikaj - Nov 15, 2010 8:22:56 am PST #3721 of 6693
Always Anti-fascist!
totally.
Ginger - Nov 15, 2010 8:23:38 am PST #3722 of 6693
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
That birthday party really got to you, didn't it?
hippocampus - Nov 15, 2010 8:29:35 am PST #3723 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
Heh. They were scary!
Thanks you guys!
SailAweigh - Nov 15, 2010 8:33:17 am PST #3724 of 6693
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Yeah, that'll give you nightmare for sure.
hippocampus - Nov 16, 2010 3:44:54 am PST #3725 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
Someone else could maybe Drabble up, so I don't feel like a random unicorn murderer?