Gardner actually is an old Boston name.
Dawn: I thought you were adequate. Giles: And the accolades keep pouring in. I'd best take my leave before my head swells any larger. Good night.
'First Date'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
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Ginger - Aug 07, 2008 5:14:25 pm PDT #514 of 6681
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Typo Boy - Aug 07, 2008 5:19:07 pm PDT #515 of 6681
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.
But I like "Brice Brower of the Boston Browers" better. Not that I expect my preference to dominate.
Susan W. - Aug 07, 2008 7:39:25 pm PDT #516 of 6681
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
And for "strong and attractive choose a good first name:
Her first name is Rebecca. I just needed a surname for her after having to nix my original choice, Caton (long story). And Barlow is growing on me.
Typo Boy - Aug 07, 2008 7:52:27 pm PDT #517 of 6681
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.
Rebecca Barlow (or Becca or Becky?). Fits well together. Is she a person who would let her named be shortened. Cause if so, then alliteration.
Susan W. - Aug 07, 2008 8:00:26 pm PDT #518 of 6681
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Her first husband calls her Becky (though he's the only person she's ever allowed to do so); her second calls her Rebecca.
Wolfram - Aug 08, 2008 10:11:23 am PDT #519 of 6681
Visilurking
Next
Her sudden spasms proved her timing was way off. Not a painful combustion, though not pleasant. Nor quiet. In the shattered mirror, she saw him stir. They had a room for this - not this bathroom. Dammit. A chunk of her hand was lodged behind the faucet, painted nail pointing. Accusing.
"I'll take care of it, go lie down." His voice was soothing, patronizingly so.
It annoyed her that he, the human, never raised his voice. She had practiced emotions for centuries, and he seemed without.
She shuffled her remains to the bed. He’d bring her a new body tomorrow.
SailAweigh - Aug 08, 2008 10:17:12 am PDT #520 of 6681
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
A chunk of her hand was lodged behind the faucet, painted nail pointing. Accusing.
Okay, this? Is really awesome.
Typo Boy - Aug 08, 2008 10:30:18 am PDT #521 of 6681
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.
I'm going to start calling you Clive Barker.
Wolfram - Aug 08, 2008 10:32:30 am PDT #522 of 6681
Visilurking
Now you got me blushing.
Typo Boy - Aug 08, 2008 10:59:55 am PDT #523 of 6681
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.
Well this is him at his best. The grotesque (and grossness) mixed with beauty and still bringing on the scary.