Neilâs Puppet Dreams with Nathan Fillion. (x)
Usually when I call people perfect, they eventual disappoint me, but NPH just continues to be so awesome I will someday die of it.
Whoever made this a reality has won the Internet.
I want to have a pair of portable speakers that hook up with my iPhone 4.
And on the stroke of midnight…
I will walk the darkened streets with the speakers (and phone) over my head blasting “Still Alive” on loop until someone either gets the joke or makes me stop.
[But I’ll probably sleep through it, alas.]
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Magneto walked with ease behind the guard. As far as disguises went, having Mystique be a guard was an excellent way to get in to a facility.
And it was personally amusing to get some use out of the late Mr Laurio.
People never questioned a guard, never really looked at who they lead… never *thought*. He was just another man in a grey suit. At least, today he was.
They found her meditating on a bench. The
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In a quiet little cafe, usually chosen by discrete people for discrete purposes, one man speaks too loudly - thus gaining momentary attention.
“You can *not* be serious!”
The gathered discrete stare at the man with the red sunglasses, then turn back to their own business when no further theatre occurs at the table.
Xavier merely tented his fingers and waited until Scott sat back down. "We have to allow for the possibility that some more&
Read more »Creating the sound of the TARDIS
http://scificity.tumblr.com
The single longest-used sound effect, possibly next to the Wilhelm Scream and that awful Stock Crowd Gasp. I have used the phrase, “a sound not entirely unlike someone running a house key down a piano wire” to describe one effect of time travel in a fiction :)
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Read more »“The problem is that date rape drugs are odorless, colorless, and tasteless once they’re in your drink. We all know not to leave our drinks unattended, but the reality is it’s impossible to keep an eye on your drink all night. So what’s the solution? With the help of Dr. John MacDonald, a professor of chemistry at Worcester Polytechnic Institute, and with the help of Contract Researching Organizations, DrinkSavvy is developing material that will immediately change color to
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There was a game of pok-ball in progress when the tour party emerged. The President watched with a mixture of confusion and delight.
“I’ve seen this on the news,” he grinned. “How do you play, exactly?”
Callisto clapped Sara on the shoulder. “Show the man, sky-high. You, too, Mort.” She waited until they were both out of earshot. “Mr President - a private word?”
The leader of the free
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The shoes - Ug boots from a cheapie sweatshop somewhere - couldn’t fit through the narrow portal made for the food trays. Therefore, the troops on the other side of the cage began lobbing the boxes over the fence. In order to prevent the boxes from falling open in the air, they were held shut by thick rubber bands.
Sara couldn’t catch worth spit, but she was out there, amongst the other able bodies, leaping
Read more »Now you know the truth of what’s going through my mind at parties.
Reblogging for GPOY
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jesus christ, every one reblog this. seriously. do it, or you’re going to hell
if you don’t reblog this i have no respect for you.
Real people should not be depending on the whims of random idiots for their continued existence.
I highly suspect this might just be a troll.
reblogs =/= love. reblogs == reblogs. That is all.
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“I got Dianne to plead for shoes,” said Callisto upon her return. “As for scissors, I found a shaper who wants a crotch insert. Frontal wedgie.”
“Ig,” said Sara. “All alterations require the alteree to be nude for at least a day, alas.” She handed another thread to Mort, who began spooling. She had her own unitard down to rectangular pieces arranged on her bed. “At least until I have
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Henry paced when he was on the phone. It was a very simple displacement activity, but it beat the heck out of getting into an interesting equation and missing the actual call through inattention.
“I’m sorry,” said the secretary, “but no-one at this office is willing to take the case.”
Hank crossed off the number on his little list. “Do you know of anyone who might?” he enquired.
“We’
Read more »As always, I am working on various fictions to publish with an eye towards making a living out of it.
I need some brave souls willing to plough through PDF’s of both finished and unfinished works of mine and send rational arguments about what I’m doing wrong and why… or, even better, suggestions on how to make it better.
Please send your email in my ask-box and I will send you a soon-to-be-released work that is almost
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“It’s almost dawn,” Sara murmured. “Everyone who can should get some rest.”
Mort made to find a space beside Sara.
“Not you, Mort. You hit your head. You have to stay awake for an hour, at least.”
A hand felt the back of his head. “That, and you’re bleeding,” said Callisto. “We have to do some wound-cleaning at least.”
“You’re taking him
Read more »If you see this post, whether it’s on your dash, on my tumblr page, or somebody else’s tumblr page, REBLOG. I want to see how many people this post would actually get to.
It’s for a school project, so I’d really love it if you participated. If you just skip by and ignore it, I won’t get accurate results.
Thanks loves xx
Reblogging because OP’s name
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