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Challenge #00091: Um... Whoops

Paul, in the visitor’s room, explaining to his parents why his bail was set so high.

“Five thousand dollars?” Dad was shrieking. “Loitering is a bullshit offense. Especially in an abandoned structure. Why the HELL is your bail five thousand freaking dollars?”

“Um… Uh…”

“Spit it out, boy.”

“There’s -ah- someevidenceontapeofplottingrapeandmurder…”

Dad’s face when deadly pale. “You stupid little shit…”

“I'msorrydad.”

“How dare you get caught?”

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Fanfic Time: X-Wars, part 21

Continued from yesterday:

Storm was in shock.

She felt… she felt… she wasn’t entirly sure what she felt.

Her nephew, her darling, baby, nephew…

Oh Evan, what did they *do* to you!

It was her fault, of course. If only she had looked harder… seen the signs… tried harder… if only…

‘Uh… hi Miss Storm! You OK?’

Storm lifted her head up, blinking rapidly to clear away the tears.

'Jamie?

Challenge #00090: Faith in Humanity...

Tenderness from an unlikely person in an unlikely place.

Ow.

Not fair. The heart-warming speech should have worked. The whole ‘pick on someone your own size’ thing inherent should have at least made them ashamed of themselves.

But no. Sara had to get an ugly of thugs who took her whole shame-on-you speech as an open invitation. At least the kid got away. She’d made certain.

Which left her back open for attack.

_Mental note. Don’t

I got a court order today. Delivered into my hand. Specifically into the hand of [and I’m quoting the dude who was reading off a script] “the InterNutter who claims to have written a work entitled ‘Misfits’, lately to appear in Google Drive?”

It was a Cease and Desist from Little, Brown Books in general and Stephanie Meyer in particular.

Seems my fic bears an astonishing resemblance to Ms Meyer’s latest series to come

Fanfic Time: X-Wars, part 20

Continued from yesterday:

“You like?”

Scott nodded, trying to hook a piece of stray stringy cheese with his tongue. The little lizard girl giggled, and helped him along his way. Her hands were green and scaly, with webbing stretched between each digit. Claws the colour of blood brushed his chin, and she gasped as a thin trickle of blood followed in her wake.

“Sorry, sorry mister,” she said, hurriedly trying to wipe it off and smearing it along

Fanfic Time: X-Wars, part 19

Continued from yesterday:

For once Rogue wasn’t listening in on the Professor’s conversation. She’d managed to become incredibly adept at avoiding his mental abilities when he wasn’t looking for her, but right now she knew she was being watched after the Legion fiasco. Thus it was Sam with his ear to the door, and Sam who told the new mutants about what was going on.

They decided as one that they had to go

A happy and safe Easter/Erastide to all my lovely followers and readers. And for the non-religious, happy cheap-chocolate eve!

A happy and safe Easter/Erastide to all my lovely followers and readers.

And for the non-religious, happy cheap-chocolate eve!

Challenge #00089: The Inherent Perils of Silly Season

When glitter goes awry.

Silly Season had started early. It was an excuse for the humans to vent some of their usually-socially-inhibited insanity and to allow things to ‘all hang out’.

Not literally. There had to be standards.

Rael had done his best, with all the other nonhuman JOATs, to make sure the possibility of damage was limited. A certain amount of nonsense was expected, even permitted, during Silly Season. Already, some of the harmless mainstays were occurring.

Not only

Hi, prompter for the China story. You may want to change "didn't take into account the Earth's motion" in that to "slight error in...

I was working on the idea that the Earth [and the solar system] moves in cycles. Now, our time traveller may have accounted for the motion of the solar system and, by extension, the milky way and the universe [otherwise it would have been a very short story], but the Earth doesn’t have a perfectly synchronized orbit. Even if you account for the 0.25 of a day, Terra a year ago is not quite in the same place relative to

Fanfic Time: X-Wars, part 18

Continued from yesterday:

Cyclops and Gambit continued in with Jason. Jason seemed to be coming out of his shock, or at leased he’d stopped muttering, “no names,” and was looking around.

Cyclops asked him, “Won’t the kids be scared of you?”

Jason thought for a moment, then shucked off the hospital wear that he wore over his street clothes. “Now they won’t be. The guards drug them before we ever get

A lame joke for the LotR fans

How to Ents deal with trespassers?

They call the copse.

Challenge #00088: Happens Stance

Anywhere in the story: “It happened, and because it happened, it had to exist whether they liked it or not.”

There were thousands of words to describe Shayde. “Annoying” just happened to be in his top five. She had a uniquely twentieth-century disregard for others’ established preferences and his in particular. And this wasn’t the first time he wished inwardly that he had not been the first responder to her spectacular arrival.

Rael found her.

Fanfic Time: X-Wars, part 17

Continued from yesterday:

Kurt watched Warren’s broadcast. He wondered if Warren was that naive or if he honestly thought that the Friends of Humanity would not attack a shelter for mutants that was run by a mutant. Xavier was only safe from their attacks due to his government backing, working as a puppet for humanity, and incredibly intense security program. The Humane Foundation would probably die within a week unless Warren had something up his sleeve. And Warren would probably

Challenge #00087: My Apologies for the Pun

End with this sentence: “No matter what happened after, no one could ever say he’d been subtle about it all.”

Public forums like this were what Clayton Endicott had been born for. He had worked hard to reach his station in the Galactic Standards Committee and his people - humans in general and the people of Earth in particular - needed his voice today.

He was going to filibuster the living spit out of the Generic Food Standards