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Back to a good old grassroots mission, just like everyone's been complaining we don't have enough of anymore!

http://chelonianmobile.livejournal.com/74620.html

Rated PG-13 for one dirty joke, but mostly PG-level, because I wanted to practice doing non-R-rated missions again. Enjoy.

http://snopes.com/glurge/price.asp

Mini-Golgothans (Dogma): Bartelby, Meditron.

Basically, the reason that there are all these little one-story archives is because the authors are Stupid. I'm guessing that yes, she's going to go after Briar. Which will be amusing to watch. In the most sickening manner.

Oh, I already have plans regarding Bleeprin and a bottle of Stuff. But I'll use your machete as well. It would be cruel to take a weed whacker if she's after Briar, remember. Plants and all...

I'm one. I'm more of a Tortall person, but I'm a mild fan of the Emelan books. She better not go after Briar. He's not my LO, but he deserves protections from Sues. I don't want him to become Emelan's variant of Sirius. Like I said, if the person updates and you want to kill this one, I will gladly donate a machete to the cause. Or a weed whacker...

Kill, kill, kill! It's too bad that the story hasn't moved on. Who wants to bet that miss "Rainbow Eyes" ends up trying to get Briar or Pershan? (Though, if she does, I'll be inclined to donate a machete for her killing. Leave the Canon Characters alone, Suethors. Not that they listen.) Anyway, why are there all of these little archives for the Circle of Magic, Circle Opens, and Will of the Empress? There's already a Tamora Pierce archive...

I've been hanging about the Board Lurking for quite some time (Stumbled across this place some time last year), and started posting here a little over a month ago.

I was going to wait a little longer before asking Permission, but then I stumbled upon this rather terrible Tamora Pierce Fic ( http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5035998/1/ikissedtherogue ) and have been itching to kill it since then.

In any case, I am hereby requesting the use of RC Sp'nüff(24) for Agent Rose/Ross of the Department of Floaters.

Quick Bio:
Agent Rose/Ross is a cheerfully blatant Author Insert. She makes no bones about it, and is in fact rather proud of the fact. She is quick to smile, and quicker to apologize for anything, regardless of it having been her fault or not. (“It’s raining out.” “I’m sorry…”)

In her brief history in the Department of Floaters, Rose/Ross has been through three partners, the last one of whom retired, probably directly due to Rose/Ross.

Agent Rose/Ross’s favored weapons include a fountain pen with a turned wooden handle called Whatthehell, a fencing Sabre named Ow, and a large rawhide mallet dubbed Beatsthings.

Rose/Ross hales from the Real World, supposedly from a Bass Akwards town in Washington State with more cows than people.

The reason for the slash in her name is this: Agent Rose/Ross does not suffer from Multiple Personality Disorder. She enjoys every minute of it. So does her twin brother, with whom she shares her body. Little is yet known about the brother, Ross, save that he exists, and that he is rather deadly with their fountain pen.

And a link to a full Bio/description: http://dawnbluewings.livejournal.com/28198.html

Also, a link to a Writing Sample:
http://dawnbluewings.livejournal.com/28612.html

And as I said at the top, I wish to tackle the Tamora Pierce fic "i kissed the rogue", found here:
<a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5035998/1/ikissedtherogue">http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5035998/1/ikissedthe_rogue

So. Thank you for your attention.
~Rosie Azrael

Plugging a lovely if utterly un-PPC-like website called Gives Me Hope .Com.

It's basically a reservoir for uplifting stories about the lovely things people do for each other - big and small. Reading a few of these every day could, I think, make everyone in this world just a little more optimistic. And just to prove that I'm a softie, this one made me cry:

A boy was dying of cancer and needed an expensive brain surgery, but his family, broke and desperate, couldn't afford it. His eight year old took sister Tess took her piggy bank savings to a pharmacist in order to buy a 'miracle'. It just so happens that the right man witnessed the little girl's tears at the pharmacy counter: a neurosurgeon. He performed the surgery for free.

Could everyone please make it a habit to clearly label which fandom these fics are from?

No offense meant to anyone, of course, but it's something of a time-waster to follow all the links and read posts only to find that there's nothing you can do about it anyway.

If that is even possible.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5150722/1/Xavey

I had that thought on the apostrophes as well, but... Still. If you don't know how to do accents, don't use them.

And I know the fandom. If this is going to be set there, she's going to have to drop into the Canon. And no one in Canon has "Rainbow eyes"...

She has the typical 'Poor little rich girl' problem... *sigh*

mini-Reapers (Torchwood): Own, own

Jammie? That's chuckle worthy.

I know the fandom. It's one of my favorites, in fact. Right up there with Tolkien and Megan Whalen Turner. And I can already tell where this is going to lead.

Her profile informs us that she's a virginal nymphomaniac (*Eyeroll*) who loves smutfic.... *sigh* If she goes after Briar I'm going to go ballistic... I can already think of several pleasing ways to do this deed... *waits*

Thoughts?

How about Kate Bush's "Pull Out The Pin"?

Oh, I have every intent of killing her dead as soon as possible. And oh yeah. She's getting a fencing sabre to the throat for calling our Cute Eccentric Swiss Patent Clerk an 'idiot-savant'. Or possibly a fountain pen. *waits patiently*

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4644157/1/ANewWay

Okay, we don't know about the potential for homophobia among Mossflower's woodlanders because Western kids' books tend not to go into much detail in that area, so I can buy that such goings-on would be ignored if not accepted, but I really doubt that they'd be even remotely accepting of a relationship between a squirrel and a stoat. Seriously, Rusvul Reguba was kind of a jerk for most of the book, but he would NOT be wrong to be unhappy that his son was banging somebeast who, as far as he knows, could EAT HIM. And I really have a hard time imagining that anybeast else in the Abbey would be as happy about it as they seem to be here!

And half of the time, I'm *still* terrified. I'll stick to my horses, which can stand up on their own and generally don't wander off cliffs (well, not unless they're the *special* kind.

mini-Rancor:
Tsavong Hal

mini-Reapers:
Vestrin, Jammie MacCrimmon, Harrison Case, Bon Liner

mini-Reavers:
Teaver, the Iperative

mini-Valahgua (DragonBack):
Taneme, Her Thimbleness

Since there was no one sufficiently safe-looking around, you decide to take the mission by yourself after all. You start walking, and by an amazing feat of lack of concentration (read: borderline concussion from banging your head on the wall) actually make it back to Response Centre 392. You go inside.

Rather disturbingly, the first thing you see on entering is an open portal. The second thing is a small black box on the floor next to the portal.

-Go through the portal.
-Check the console again.
-Open the box.

Filled with trepidation, you turn around slowly. There's nothing there.

No, really. Nothing. A big hole of nothingness. It's making a "gloop gloop" noise.

-Turn around again and try to ignore it.
-Attempt to squeeze past it and leave.
-Poke it with your CAD.