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Soooo your'e like a gril falling into Muddle-earth only BAWCKARDS???! I LOBE IT!!!!! aslo I realyy like that snog your'e singinging, did yoy wright it your'eself?!?!?!

~JayBird~

yur story sucks. it's bland and boring. its all jusr stupid romantic garbage. i think you shouls fo to hell becauae i heard there's a writinf class there. where you could learn to write better. like me. i am a really good writer like you aren't.

Also, since I guess you can't get onto my website, you might be interested in a link to Fandom Protection Fleet: Far Far Away, my Star Wars-themed AU PPC fic.

As to the news... I have no reaction? I've never played a Wolfenstein game and I don't even know what a Camp Camp is. But I'm pleased you posted some?

hS

Craim an edraith ammen! Craim dan i ngûl!

[Streams of pancakes fly at Twistey]

("Cakes for the saving of us! Cakes against the sorcery!" Yep, we're back to misquoting Gandalf.)

(Also I enjoyed The Force Awakens. But hating a) everything new and b) Disney is the epitome of early-aughts behaviour, and it fed delightfully into the Gandalfing. Anyway, back to the pancakes.)

hS

(Your computer blocks a lot of stuff, dun't it? 2015 Canterbury Gathering by way of GDocs.)

AN: Hiiii all my lovely readers! I was missing out on Numey goodness so I decided it was time for another fic! I kinda have some ideas of what I want 2 do with this but nothing solid yet so I'll be asking you for ideas! ENJOY!

My name is Jessaminthe Layla Windflower Evenstar. I'm Arwen's sister and Elron'ds daughter and the princess of Rivendell.

one day I was walking by the river singing to myself.

"How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb"

I was ready to torhw my self into the river and drown. My father Elrond wanted me to marry Aragorn! Aragon was nice I guess but Aewen loved him more so I couldnt marry him and do that to her!!!!1 So I was walking by near the river to singing to myself. I was so sad and mad I didn't know what to do.

"Without a soul My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back Home"

Suddenly...........

I was falling!!!!!!!

I WAS FALLING THROUGH A HOLE IN THE GROUND!

"AAAAAA" I screamed!

I covered my eyes as I fell!

And suddenly.....

WHUMP!!!

I was caught!!!!!!

I opened my eyes and felt my heart race! I was caught by the most handsome man I've ever seen!! He had glasses and gelled black hair, and his glasses had a red rim to them (I know they're green but red is just cooler) and he was smirking crooked at me. He looked like Andrew Garfield mixed with Chris Hemsworth and he was sooo hot. Like Edward Cullen or something. Yum.

"T-t-t-t-hank y-y-you f-f-or s-s-s-s-saving me", I stammered.

"Hey it was no problem", He said still smirking at me. "What's your name?"

"Jessaminthe Layla Windflower Evenstar", I said "But everyone calls me Jessa Or Jess".

"Jess is a beautiful name for a beautiful elf", The Man said, setting me down and kissing my hand(!) What a gengleman! :D "My name is Supernumberary and I'm an agent of the PPC"

I gasped.

AN: So what do you think? PLZ R&R! Next chappie she's going to meet someone else and then we'll start with the love triangle but we all know she'll end up with Nume in the end, lolol. Until next time! <3

I was there that last day. At the launch for DH. I remember by brother locking himself in his room to read it. I remember seeing the films for the first time. I remember it all.

I remember the books that taught me about reading. Not the numbers and letters and words, no: about why it was all *worth it*. About how reading could take you to worlds beyond this one.

Thank you, Harry. You changed my life. I don't know where I'd be without you.

Aside from one of my own shed feathers, have a replica of Rose Quartz's sword and a working Flask Robonoid!

*wipes tears*

*mic feedback*

Testing, testing... there we go!

Well, look at the time! September is finally here, and you know what that means!

That's right! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages (well, maybe not all ages. Preteens and up?), it is time for the annual re-opening of Fanfic World! The PPC is in dire need of more fanfic to be written about it—so go wild and have fun!

((The following has been mercilessly cribbed from hS' post last year.))

What is this? This is the thread where we let our inner badfic writers have free rein. All PPC stories are technically fanfics of the Original Series - but they're all goodfics. That's clearly unreasonable - most fanfic of anything is terrible. So this is your chance to write the baddest of the badfics. Go nuts!

Who can I write about? Any agents in the PPC are open for you to mutilate. There's a Creativity Shield around ffW, so everything here is emphatically uncanon. The only exceptions are agents of people who have left the PPC, and, if someone asks in this thread that their agents not be used, please honour that.

Where do I post? In this thread, please. I don't know if anyone will be archiving the games this time 'round—I'd do it myself, but I don't have the know-how.

What name should I post under? You should come up with the badficauthorest name you can, of course! Take a look at some of our previous examples.

What sort of story should I write? A bad one! Obviously. But also one that's fun to read. Illegible ultra-typo stories are a bit boring after the first one, y'know?

Can I leave reviews? Emphatically yes - that's half the fun of the game! But do remember to leave them in character - and equally, remember that the flames you receive are not real flames. They're a game. Don't get upset.

Do I need a beta? Hahahahahahahaha. Don't be ridiculous. ^-^ What sort of badfic writer has a beta?

Do I need Permission? Again, what sort of badfic writer asks permission? (No. No you don't.)

Why are we doing this? Because it's fun!

All was well.

Thank you, Harry. For everything.

(Or maybe not Pikachu. Probably a Ghost, Poison, Dark, or Steel type instead. I like that vibe they have.)

Hey there! I'm Twistey, an uberchaotic neutral lightly-used-bie who is pretty good most of the time and then occasionally does something unexpected, shocking, and kinda stupid. Yeah... probably shouldn't put that on my introduction to the newbie. But hey, it's a good warning. My fandoms are very many: when it's got good world-building and/or it's a tad bit offensive in a fun way, or when it's completely worthy of mocking or I have something to MST about it, you can bet I'll have made at least one OC for it.

Interesting news you bring about the My Immortal author! Judging by the post she made, she has definitely cleaned up her act, which I applaud. Maybe somebody should take advantage of that Tumblr account she has to send her the sporking we did of My Immortal - she might find it humorous.

As for your newbie gift, hmm, let's see. Here, have several large pieces of naturally sky-blue metal, only found in and around the Wolfenstein 3D fandom. Do whatever you want with them. Make a cool contraption. Make art. Use your imagination! :D

Anyway, nice to meet you! I hope you find us great and have a good time as a Protector of the Plot Continuum!

-Twistey

Twizzy: *zaps random people except for me*
Twistey: [calmly fighting with Huinesoron] This is a lot better now that I know you're not quite as overbearing as I thought you were earlier. Heh. Maybe just for fun, though, I'll still jump on threads and start up a bunch of Looney Tunes-style antics to see what happens.
Twizzy: Wait, he was a bad guy?
Twistey: NO LET ME EXPLAIN-
Twizzy: *zaps Huinesoron a bunch*

-Twistey (who is sorry, but she had to :P)

Either way, I was kind of distrustful of you up until the pancake/Force/lightsaber fight, and despite your still-triggered-sounding annoyance at my thoughts of possible bandom and Neshomeh's reassurances (thanks, Nesh), I was still ready to be an outcast. I even had an idea for a sci-fi themed parallel to the PPC, which then luckily turned into a harmless story that I think will be pretty cool once it's done. The weird lightsaber fight thing with cosplay is actually kind of helping me trust you again, so well, thanks for engaging me in the weirdest RP fight I've ever been in. (No, wait, maybe not the weirdest...)

Anyway, so if you're okay with the news, what's your reaction to the news?

-Twistey

my past experience with Europeans in general, and how terribly short and triggered-sounding your replies were to that incident. Since you suddenly jumped on me with disciplinary posts that left me thinking "Huh? What is Godwin's Razor and why the heck should I care?", and then you did the thing with [i]Good Omens[/i], I kind of thought that you just didn't like any un-serious depiction of Hitler and that I'd ruined [i]Iron Sky[/i] for you with my shplat. I was kind of trying to turn an incident that I'd otherwise dwell on for literally years (I'm not kidding, I remember mistakes I've made when I was... six? Seven?) into a running joke so that I wouldn't dwell on it. Hence the constant insistence on finding ways to "drive you nuts". And now you know my meaning.

-Twistey

[slices pancakes with lightsaber] I'm not actually fighting for Disney, I'm just wearing a Kylo outfit because that's what popped into my mind first for costume ideas. I hate The Force Awakens too. Perhaps I should go a little further to drive you nuts with the worse installments of canons? [suddenly, my Kylo outfit turns into a Delphini Diggory outfit and I start zapping the pancakes with my wand.]

-Twistey

But playing the original requires a) the actual Voynich manuscript, and b) a gaming group made up of Francis Bacon, J.R.R. Tolkien, and Hildegard of Bingen. While that is admittedly the best gaming group ever listed, it's not very feasible, so we'll make some simplified cards and play Junior Voynich.

(I did indeed get the reference, and checked explainxkcd to see if anyone had done the invention part before me. But my game doesn't require reading the manuscript, which gives it a huge advantage. ^_^)

hS

In answer to your question regarding my counterpart, absolutely not. I am a Very Serious Writer, and I am writing Very Serious Character who should be taken Seriously. Grr. Angst. Angst. Angst.

{AUGH! HE'S IMPERSONATING ME!}

Thoth, stop trying to convince people you're me. I am obviously the real Thoth.

{Come on, that voice is impossibly deep. Nobody's buying it.}

Foul Sorcerer of The Great Ocean! Cease your trickery!

{*facepalms* Thoth. If you're going to impersonate me, at least do it properly.}

In any case, I am an angsty dolt, so by no means should you mock me or my OC. At all. In any way.

{Could you stop making me look like an idiot?}

It is pretty easy to- I mean, Thoth, I could never make someone of your incredible brilliance look like an idiot!

{*facepalms*. You served the literal god of lies for 10,000 years. How are you this bad at this? There must be some kind of comic stupidity enhancement field in a effect around here...}

I have no idea what you mean just then, because I am stupid.

Anyways, in conclusion, don't mock me. Just I just didn't mock myself.

{*facepalms*}

-Thoth {Don't believe him, it's actually Thoth!}

I'm not sure. Assuming by "cards" you mean pages, then sure.

If you don't know, I was actually referencing this. But I assume you do, and just wanted an excuse to make up a surrealist game.

I bet it wouldn't be too hard to invent a surrealist game from Voynich.

Okay, ground rule: you can only use things found on the manuscript itself. No English text, no numbers. Pages are numbered as per the Wikipedia table (at the bottom of the Description section; you need to expand it if you're on a desktop PC.)

158 is your world map. Nine zones, which can be moved between via the links. The mountains extending out from the corner zones are Cluedo-like passages, leading to the opposite corners.

The Herbal section (most of the book, example which appears to be Silphium) and the Pharmaceutical (161-165, 175-182, example) are obviously the core of the game. The goal is to collect enough Herbal cards which look vaguely like those on one of the five Pharmaceutical cards shown face-up to make that potion.

The Zodiac pages (128-134, example) are your character cards. The 'nymphs' around your player are what you have to treat with the potions; the number you've managed to treat determines what you can do with...

The Biological section (135-154, example. These are blocks you can throw in the way of your opponents; the trick is that you need to have treated (on your Zodiac card) the number of 'nymphs' in the Biological card in order to use it. Every player has a full set of Biological cards; once deployed, they stay on the board until broken past. You can deploy one per turn.

The Astronomical (122-124, example) and Cosmological (125-127, 156, 157) sections are what you use to break past the Biological/Nymph sections. If blocked by one (that isn't your own colour), you draw an Astro card. You then use the words/letters printed on the Herbal cards in your hand to try and spell at least three words on the Astro card. If you succeed, congrats! You break the Biological and get past.

You pick up five Herbals every time you step into a new zone on the board. Your goal is to have all of your opponents pinned between two of your Biological cards, while you stand in the central section.

As for the final Recipe section (183-205)? That's the purported rules. You hand them to new players and say 'make sure you read them thoroughly before we start'. :D The actual rules are conveyed purely through word-of-mouth.

So, whaddaya think? Playable?

hS

Work, playdates, occasionally saving my friends from their own idiotic ideas. The usual. And yes, Henry's great, thank you! ^_^ He's... wait, speaking of the timeline, are we doing this in real time, or storyline time? 'Cause if we're in storyline time, it's still mid-2016 and he's seven and everyone is fine, thanks for asking. Otherwise he's eight, and I don't wanna talk about it. Spoilers.

So, uh, you should definitely have Diane in the Buds! It's the closest thing to a normal childhood experience anyone is likely to get around here, and yes, children interacting with other children is a very good thing. Teaches important life skills like sharing, tolerance for those who are different from you, not always getting your way, viewing the utterly bizarre as commonplace and normal...

Speaking of which. *eyeballs head!Thoth* If we're doing 2004, is this gonna turn into one of those things where we gang up on the puffed-up edgelord and subject him to our nonsense until he gives up and caves to the authors' desire for either lighthearted silly fluff or unending angst, with practically no middle ground whatsoever? 'Cause I've had my share, seriously.

On the other hand, if we go pre-2004, I can always break out the semi-phenomenal, nearly cosmic powers on his grimdark butt. *g*

Neshomeh: *reenters the chat* No need, I've got this covered. I found John Oliver's salmon cannon! Sure, it's anachronistic, but so very appropriate. WHOOSHH! *starts firing salmon at everyone indiscriminately* Mweeheeheehee!

Jenni: *facepalm* Sweet Powers...

Wow. Do all of us have OCs trapped in our heads?

{Might I come out and provide a lesson to these mortals?}

Thoth, does the lesson involve Doombolt?

{This... May be the case.}

Thoth, you are not allowed to Doombolt civilians.

{I am an Astartes and a Sorcerer of the Thousand Sons! I am more powerful than you can even conceive of!}

Firstly, I can: I'm fairly certain your arrogance is growing by the day. And secondly, you are currently residing in my head. So bugger off.

{*sigh*. Very well. I shall return to my work on the Voynitch Manuscript}

Let me know when you're done. I want to play.

{Evidence suggests the contents of the Manuscript are not a game}

And who do you think I trust more? Randall, or you?

{Must I suffer such indignity as to even answer that question?}

Well, I could always send you back to your previous master...

{...}

Okay, I think we're done here.

-Thoth {and Thoth}

{How's, ah... Henry, isn't it? Getting on with the other kids in HQ? We're... wait, where are we in the timeline?}

{Oh, right. Sorry, it's been a bit back-and-forth these past few years. We were thinking of putting Diane in the Buds you've got going there, but it might mess the next couple of years up a bit. Still, it must be good for Henry to have other children to play with, right?}

... this is not how this was supposed to go.

hS

{Well, you should have thought of that before you dragged me in here against my will. ~Lou}

Jenni: No. You are not dragging me into this. I am a mature, responsible OC with a kid and an unsteady boyfriend and everything. I have worked very hard to get away from being your barely non-Suvian avatar.

Me: All this is true. Nonetheless, here you are. *g*

Jenni: ... Oh, hang it all. *spots Lou running away* Lou! Over here! Come be a sane author's-head-person with me!

Me: Sure, you do that. Now, where did I put the Salmon O'Doom...?

~Neshomeh

In that case... Lou, you there?

{Always. It's been a while.}

I know. Fancy fighting a Force-wielding ten-year-old?

{... these conversations get weirder every time.}

I know. Shall I take that as a yes?

{I guess so. Right, small electrical person, have at you! ... er, I should probably have found a weapon first. [Runs away. Fast]}

Attagirl.

((It's Lou, she's also Agent Lou, she lives in my head and occasionally comes out to play.))

hS {and Lou}