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((I entirely place the blame for this one on GMA and his tendency to find completely off-the-wall werewolf matefics.))

Summary: Agent Ix, better known as Faolan, reclaims her rightful place as the pack's Alpha Queen. Harem.

I’m changing some of the characters into werewolves for the purpose of this story. I hope you like it!

Agent Ix was an enigmatic young woman. Faolan, as she was rightfully called—it meant wolf—was an agent of the PPC like everyone else, but she had a secret. A dark, monstrous secret. Faolan was a werewolf, and one that hungered for flesh. Not to eat… but to love.

She thought she was doomed to be a loner amongst agents until the day she met another werewolf, her soulmate, Charlotte Moon, and discovered she was none other than the wolf that had turned her. The secret coven of werewolves that lived in the PPC were about to gain a new pack member.

Faolan moaned as Charlotte drew her closer to her body. "Oh, Charlotte... my mistress, my Alpha, my mate..."

"What is it, my dear?" Charlotte purred, biting her ear.

"Take me away from the PPC," she said breathily. "They suppress the wolf here, make it impossible for me to transform... poison me with Wolfsbane... keep me from my pack..."

Charlotte chuckled softly and knotted her fingers in Faolan's hair. "I'll have to teach you to be a good little submissive after all these years left untrained," she growled.

"Yes, mistress," Faolan gasped, feeling a thrilling tingle race through her body at her words.

"Fifteen years away from the pack.. I should have taken you as mine from the moment I first bit you," Charlotte said.

"My parents never understood me," Faolan said, her lip curling. "They would chain me up every month rather than let me roam free to hunt as our kind has the right to!"

"Despicable," Charlotte said. She traced a finger down the side of Faolan's face. "Now that it's been so long, I'm going to need to refresh your bite. Hold still, pup."

Faolan obeyed, grateful to her mistress for the new opportunity she was giving her. She flinched when her teeth pierced the skin of her shoulder, and hot blood burned as it ran down her arm. But it was a good kind of pain, and she wished she would bite her again. She was wild with desire now, as the werewolf's saliva began to take its amorous effect on her senes.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out.

After Faolan awoke and was taken to the PPC’s hidden chambers for bathing, Charlotte ordered her to undress. She did so, shyly, but her shyness was mollified when she realized how hungrily she was looking at her body.

“Every scar you carry on your body,” Charlotte said, coming over to trace a thin one on her lip, “is a mark of your unwillingness to accept who you truly are. Your body rejects my blessing and marks you as ugly. Now that you have found your mate, however…” She leaned in and licked a scar that ran along Faolan's collarbone. There was a warm, soothing sensation, like a salve being applied to a burn, and as they watched, the scar faded away to nothingness.

As Charlotte bathed her, she licked along her skin, healing every blemish and scrape she had inflicted upon herself.

“Do not restrain yourself, my pup,” Charlotte said, her hot breath tickling her ear. “You’re like a flower denied sunlight: without it, you wilt, but when nurtured, you blossom into something beautiful.”

She looked at the mirror he held to her and gasped. Gentle, yet intense amber eyes peeked out from long, curled lashes, and her cheeks were rosy, smooth, and dangerously alluring. Her eyebrows arched inquisitively, giving her a playful, mischievous, mateworthy look, and her body was nothing but curves and smooth, flawless skin.

Charlotte couldn’t help but groan when she saw her new mate. “You look like the Queen,” she said, trailing kisses along Ix’s collarbone. “Even your scent… but no, you couldn’t be…”

“Be what?” Faolan asked.

Charlotte’s orange eyes met Faolan's amber ones.

“The reborn Werewolf Queen,” Charlotte said.

So what do you think? Leave good reviews and I’ll update again, loves! Next chapter will be about werewolfs in the PPC and I can’t wait to share with you!

Wisely.

I'm going to go with the third one. The second one, on first glance, seems like the most likely candidate, but then I wondered... would a PPCer really make a badfic lookalike's OC fail at anything?

Half-Grimm seems more unlikely to me; I get the sense that in a real badfic, the author would go for a full-blown Grimm turning instead.

I know for a fact that it's not the second... Now first one only has minor spelling mistakes which could indicate that it's real, especially since the third one seems forcefully made bad... But since it's scape we're talking about, she might've pulled a twist... and a twist of a twist... and a twist of a twist of a...

Okay, I say you made up number 1.

1) Sigyn Faye Anasta stood outside by the park outside of London. She knew it was a matter of time before she was truly hunted for what she was. She was the last of the true immortals. Yes, there was other out there but they were all tainted by the other two immortals, vampires and werewolves. Until there was a way to cure them there was no hope with their blood. The wind blew moving her blonde hair across her face. Her blue eyes locked with the nearly full moon. Her father died when she was in Hogwarts and that was centuries ago. Her mother died in child birth with her during a total solar eclipse. But she looked like she was in her mid-twenties. A scent caught her attention she had many traits of her fellow immortals. A heightened sense of smell and sight were just a few.

2) I grabbed an arrow from my quiver and load it on to my bow, I leaped to the front while at the same time turned my body to face the beast, and simultaneously released the strings of my bow and let the arrow fly towards the giant's head. I did my best attempt of an "action movie style archery" and shoot my arrow right to his head. And guess what folks? I f***ing did it! Well, only the whole "action movie style archery" part that is, it turned out my arrow just bounced off his skin.

3) "How could you, Ruby!?" I screamed, hearing Ruby's hurtful words. The pain in my chest was unbearable, and not only because of the Beowulf's claws. I loved her. She was the only anchor I had in this unfair world. She was everything to me! And now? It was all over.
"I'm one of them now! You know it, Yang knows it, everybody else will know, too! I'm gonna become half-Grimm!"

1) Once upon a time over 20 year ago professour Lupus was sit in his house he was only teenager now and he had not been made into the wearwolf yet.

2) [...] [Luna] woke rather suddenly with that familiar fire between her perfectly smooth legs. "Oh no, not now! Silly vagina and your feelings, always taking control of me like this!" she spoke to herself softly, a giggle leaving her lips.

3) but professor, hermione whaled, i cant go outside like this! i'm nakid andd ron wont like it!

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Still alive myself.

Since Discord isn't always friendly toward anonymizing proxies I've been out of the chat too.
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And here I thought the third one would seem like the obvious fake. :P

I think the first one is real because it would be the most difficult style to affect deliberately. Reads like someone whose first language is not English as well as not knowing where to draw the line between narrative and author's note.

The second one could be fake because it's a bunch of Suvian cliches without any obvious writing tics (other than an improper semicolon), easy enough to fake, but that one specific detail about the family name gives me pause. Why Bellagio? Seems like something that could have specific importance to the author—but then again, it could be something randomly pulled out of nowhere. Or both!

The third one could be fake because it reminds me of "The Girl and Her Dragon," and I can totally see Iximaz pulling that off. It's not quite the same tic, though, since there are actual sentences here, even if they are improperly run together in a single paragraph. The weird spacing around the punctuation is another thing I feel like I've seen somewhere before. It could be a deliberate recombination of different problems, or it could just be terrible writing.

Hmmm.

I'm gonna go with the second one being the fake. It just seems like the easiest to make up.

~Neshomeh

So, those of you familiar with the basics of Two Truths and a Lie know how it goes: Post two truths and a lie, and responders have to find the lie.

Now, let's do it with badfic excerpts! Post two real excerpts (nothing NSFW), and one you made up yourself. People respond to your post by trying to guess which one is the fake!

For example!

1) "Your daughter will be known for every wizards and witches from now on. She will be remembered as the girl who defeated Lord Voldemort when she was mere child just like Harry. She will be more famous than Harry seeing that she stopped Voldemort first and weakened him. She will be powerful than normal witch with two most important family bloods run in her veins. She will be a powerful veela just like you and your family. And she will always be remembered as the Girl Who Lived."

2) Astrid's eyes were blue, the brightest blue of sapphires in a riverbed, and her hair was silver like the moon. It was a mark of the curse she bore; ever since the night her parents died and left her at the orphanage where she was an outcast. Nobody there wanted to be friends with her, but if they knew she was the princess of the wizarding world and heir to the most important pureblood family in the world, the Bellagios, they would treat her better.

3) It was now my turn to tell him a little bit about myself so I did and said " I'm a 4th year too but I'm kind of a new student ,I love to read and I'm also scared of spiders ." He then smiled and said " That's pretty cool never met a girl who is scared of spiders like I am ." I giggled when I said " Now you do " He couldn't help but smile and laugh then he asked " Do you have any siblings ?" I then replied "Nope I'm just an only child." I explained to him.

Which one did I make up, and which ones are real? Let's see what you come up with.

...it's a hell of a drug. I never touch the stuff myself. I like my sleep too much. I tend toward noon and later events.

How's you end up doing? Pull anything fun?

-Phobos

Got to Germany a few weeks ago to start on my semester of doing research, and since then I've ... done some research. Most of what I've gotten up to was on the project I had started last semester, which has good results now, but the things I specifically came here for are starting up now that all the relevant people are back from traveling.

On top of that, I'm getting hit with all the stuff that goes along with applying to PhD programs. So I'm busy, but not quite buried under all the work (as the inhabitants of the Discord can attest)

- Tomash

I'm spending far too much time trying to revamp my website in the wake of the loss of Photobucket. I could just patch the problems, but I'd rather do a full rebuild and get something that looks good and is stable.

hS

I have some freelance line editing work this coming month, so that's going to keep me busy. Also some proofreading lined up for January. I'm pretty excited about it. I'd just about given up on working in publishing, but I seem to have stumbled upon another path to the goal, if all goes well. ^_^

Phobos wanted to go to prerelease, but unfortunately his usual card shop messed up and didn't get the stuff, and the only other place available was full up. Sadface.

~Neshomeh

For anyone who isn't on the Discord server, I did not die. I simply do not have things that I feel would be worth talking about here.

So, how have you guys been? I went to the Magic prerelease this weekend with a friend. It was nice, if a bit loud. Now I'm trying to mitigate the effects of missing half a night's worth of sleep.

I think there were eight of us, though not all at the same time. As far as I know, my brain is in the same shape it was when I started the game, but that's not necessarily saying much. {= )

~Neshomeh

... Doing a reading for school, when I could have gone to this!

(In fairness, midterms are next week, and I have three. Can't let myself fall behind!)

And, more importantly, did they all escape with their brains intact?

hS, probably more of a vampire than a zombie

That's assuming anyone besides Twistey is still alive out there. It's been awfully quiet the past week. If you're definitely alive, and you want to play a NSFW game with other people who are also definitely alive, click this link! http://pyx-2.pretendyoure.xyz/zy/game.jsp#game=30

The password is ZOMBIES.

Because I know. I'm on to you.

~Neshomeh, very much undead. [/"Ring Child" reference]

(I did a little memeing with PPC Boarders. In Walfas. With googly eyes.)

http://www.makemegoogly.com/YY5UL

(A thing with hS)

http://www.makemegoogly.com/FR32B

(A thing with Nesh)

http://www.makemegoogly.com/E3JFN

(A thing with me)

-Twistey

((You can only do so much with the "outstretched arms" arms settings in Walfas.))

-Twistey

((Complete with a phoenix theme.))

-Twistey