bookjunkie-fragmented-thoughts:
Ha! Every night I play
Replace “screenplay” with “book” or “WIP” and you’ve got me.
Very much NSFW fic continued from yesterday:
Fracture Thirty-Five: Six Degrees
Mr Peeper was suffering from conflicting instincts. One said stick near Mom. The other said to run away from the big scary loud noisy thing.
Unfortunately for Mr Peeper, Mom *was* the big scary loud noisy thing.
He obeyed both instincts by running around in circles and making as much noise as he could.
*
Logan spent a panicked few seconds trying to identify the source of the unearthly noise. He really
Read more »And now its all in one post
HUZZAH
ALL OF MY YES!
THIS IS THE POST IVE BEEN WAITING FOR
Reblogginf for teh lulz
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I think I’ve been doing moderately well with my challenges, so far. Anyone is welcome to submit a prompt, and it doesn’t have to be fanficcy.
Anything you’d like to see written, I’ll make an honest effort to write.
Anything.
Take me at my word. Submit a prompt, ask a question, or even give a prompt in the answer-space below.
Want to see what I can do?
Read more »Rogue and Rahne, the closest the Evo cast arguably has to a vampire and werewolf, end up having to watch the latest vampire-and-werewolf-starring cinematic blockbuster - the Twilight movies, courtesy of a lost bet (likely with Kitty). Cue the mocking and snarkiness!
[This author has only seen the first Twilight movie and removed herself from the sequels as a means of self-preservation]
“So what’s this all about, then?” asked Rahne. Kitty was standing guard at the door and,
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Fracture Thirty-Four: Defence
There was a long minute where they stared at each other. Bluebelle hid behind Kurt and peeked out at the Prydes from behind his elbow. Mr Peeper did what chickens did best - peck aimlessly at anything that looked like it might have become edible within the last ten minutes.
“Why don’t you tell *me* what you find so objectional about my company?” he suggested. He didn’
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“Is there any actual way to make them stop?”
Sara looked up from her careful work. Designing a shatter-proof karate tree. There was lots of maths and tables of data. “Who happened this time?”
“It was a group effort,” said Mr Summers. “I have seen more creative teamwork from my students on your behalf than I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“What. Did they. Do?”
Sigh. “A live
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Fracture Thirty-Three: Recovery
They’d had to give him a painkiller so that he’d sleep.
To the outside world, Kurt had stared at the tile, and then fainted. When he came to, an hour later, he’d cried like a child.
Bluebelle was understandably upset.
Kitty tried to comfort her by telling her that her Daddy was just sad about something he’d just remembered.
They had to give the
Read more »Scott and Sara’s father have a conversation about Sara, Todd, Jean, Duncan and life beyond being a mutant. Bonus if Sara herself makes an appearance.
Sam found him staring at nothing, leaning on a balcony rail and looking teen-serious, aka constipated. “You’re looking flabblegabbed. Sara happen to you?”
“Uh. Yes. Sir. Mr Adrien.”
“You can call me ‘Sam’ if it suits your fancy.” He joined the teen at leaning on
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Fracture Thirty-Two: The Blade Cuts
The realm of memory is usually like a jigsaw. Pieces can fit together in an alarming number of ways.
This one was like a field of broken glass.
*
Kurt woke up, then threw up in short order. Where?
Hess’ place. One of them, anyway. She’d had time to decorate, lining the walls with implements of torture and sprays of blood.
At least it was *dry* blood, or
Read more »I have written more “Misfits”.
…and put it in my queue.
(trollface) Problem?
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Fracture Thirty-One: Sabotage
“Of course I told Principal Kelly,” said Ororo. “All he did was mutter something about sailing the _Titanic_ and a nice day for deckchairs… He has a nasty twitch under his left eye…”
Bluebelle was trying to make Kurt brush her hair. “…please, Daddy? I promise I’ll be good. Please come back.”
Xavier dipped into Kurt’s head, finding Kurt
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“Not quite fare from my homeland,” said Amara. “Some of the spices are illegal in this country, I have found.”
“No other country on the planet uses hashish as a spice,” said Ororo. “I assisted with the substitutions, but the rest is all Amara’s work.”
Appreciative coos emitted from all over the table. This was, after all, the first time that the exotic princess had done any ‘servile work’
Read more »Read more »Scientists successfully generate gasoline out of thin air
Breakthrough technology takes carbon, hydrogen and oxygen from CO2 and water in the air to create methanol and then converts it into gasoline.We’ll never hear about this again. And we may never hear from those scientists again.
Amazing though.
Big Oil’s gonna be piiiiiiiiissed
Somebody go put these folks in the witness protection program before they get hits put on them
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“This is strictly arts and crafts, you understand?”
“Yes, Sara,” intoned Forge in the tired mien of someone who’d been through this before.
“*Just* the available materiel.”
“Yes, Sara.”
“No wibbly-wobbly jiggery-pokery.”
Sigh. “Yes Sara.”
“And no tricky little gadgets to speed up the process.”
“Yes, Sara.”
“Todd, darling, you may frisk him.”
“Man. I thought you said this would
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