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Go ahead, help yourself. (nm) by
on 2008-09-06 19:33:00 UTC
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They'll be there in a minute or so. by
on 2008-09-06 19:15:00 UTC
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*huggles Lucy Pevenzi* May I adopt her? May I? May I? I'll take good care of her and she can play with Mara and Ithill.
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Ah, more mini-Balrogs? Send them along. by
on 2008-09-06 19:04:00 UTC
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Oh, and if anyone reads Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles fics, could you send any minis you find to Misses Cass and Angel? They're mini-kiji- little demons. Very friendly towards non-fanbrats.
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That sounds a lot like "Meduseld". (nm) by
on 2008-09-06 18:56:00 UTC
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Oh, and does anyone know roughly when ST is set? ... by
on 2008-09-06 18:44:00 UTC
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Clearly it's within a Victorian-ish era, but can anyone give an approximate decade? The original novel was actually set in 1785, but the play/movie may be different.
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True. by
on 2008-09-06 18:41:00 UTC
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Absolutely. Fanfic can't replace any relationship, and is only really wish-fulfillment. But even though I understand that, I still wonder what would happen if I went to Narnia and got Caspian to fall in love with me or something.
But then I'd be a Mary Sue, stealing him away from Ramandu's daughter and Susan. And I'd have to PPC myself.
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I WANT THE MINI-DRAGON! by
on 2008-09-06 18:02:00 UTC
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Ok...may I adopt the mini-Dragon?
When I looked over my old fanfiction, I discovered Ewoyn, with an accented E. Also, I discovered Bilibo and Frogo.
And as for mini-Aragogs, I spotted Mc Gongall.
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Hmmmmm... by
on 2008-09-06 17:52:00 UTC
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I do hope no one else from C&S frequents this Board. Especially Maikke-Fluffy.
But Sed, you asked for it...
To anyone else: This writing sample is Alternate Universe. It is a Narnia Fanfic where the Pevensies stay and Susan marries Caspian. After their wedding dance, Susan decides that Caspian needs to have a dance lesson.
A Lesson in Painless Waltzing
“Come on, Caspian!”
“My dear, I do not wish to—“
“You are going to, and I will not be dissuaded. Do you know how crushed my toes felt after that dance?”
The rest of the Pevensie siblings and Trumpkin looked on amusedly as Susan Pevensie literally dragged her newly-wedded husband into the ballroom. Said king was struggling all the while with a childish pout on his face.
“I do not see the reason in this, my Queen,” the King of the Telmarines and Narnians grumbled as Susan proceeded to plant him firmly in a seat.
The Gentle Queen scowled at him in a most ungentle way. “Your problem is that while you know the steps, you don’t know how to do the dance with a partner without giving them toe injuries. We’re changing that today.” She turned to Peter. “All right; come over here. We’re going to teach Caspian dear how to do a proper waltz without stepping on people’s toes.”
The High King of Narnia smirked a little, still finding the situation funny beyond reckoning. He approached her and placed one hand on her waist. Susan put one hand flat against her brother’s shoulder before taking his other hand. Finally, she gave the minstrel who was also in the room a signal to start playing.
A little waltz started. Susan and Peter danced slowly, while Susan chanted “One-two-three, one-two-three…see, his feet aren’t pulverizing mine…one-two-three...”
Pretty soon it was Caspian who was dancing with her, and doing a terrible job at it. The word ‘ow’ was slowly becoming an overused interjection for Susan.
“You know, Su, you can always let Caspian lead,” commented Edmund as Susan took a seat, bending down to massage her aching toes. Caspian sat next to her with a ‘see-I-told-you-so’ look on his face.
His older sister glowered at him. “Pray tell, Ed, will there be a difference?”
Their Dear Little Friend Trumpkin tilted his head a little and said shrewdly, “If you let him lead, your Majesty, at least you will be able to avoid his feet. You are already able to feel him moving forward with the hand on his shoulder there, so it is a simple matter to move with him.”
Susan shrugged. “It can’t hurt to try, DLF.” Sooner or later she and Caspian were in the dance position again, ready to waltz.
As they began to move, Susan fought the urge to lead him and instead opted to follow his footing. Trying her hardest not to look down, she closed her eyes and braced herself for a bout of pain that would certainly occur if he stepped on her feet again…
…It never came. Her eyes slowly opened again at the end of the dance to see her husband grinning smugly at her. “Looks like Trumpkin was right,” he murmured in her ear.
Susan laughed, admitting defeat. But her laughter died out as she noticed that his face was dangerously close to hers. She closed her eyes again as she closed the distance between their lips.
“So I guess the lesson is over, aye?” muttered Edmund. Peter merely grimaced. No matter how happy he had felt when Aslan noted the feelings Caspian and Susan felt for one another and therefore allowed them to stay, he still felt his big brother protectiveness struggling to kick in whenever Caspian and Susan showed public displays of affection.
Peter tried to grin and bear it, mentally beating back the protectiveness with Rhindon. “It would seem that way, yes,” he replied. They’re happy and love each other very much. There’s no need to step in, he reminded himself.
Lucy smiled. “Well, now that Caspian can do a waltz without stepping on toes, I think we need to teach him the minuet without crippling people for life as well.”
Caspian, who heard Lucy, groaned.
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Update: the first episode! by
on 2008-09-06 17:43:00 UTC
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The worst of the damage.
*Agent Isaiah calmly takes up a whetstone*
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Hee. That could work. by
on 2008-09-06 17:00:00 UTC
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Actually, she's probably skinny enough that if she pulled a hat over her face or something it may not be immediately obvious that she didn't actually genderbend.
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What the Glaurung?! by
on 2008-09-06 15:38:00 UTC
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Anthony and Sweeney Todd?
I agree with the random beggar idea. After all, it's canon that Sweeney doesn't pay much attention to beggars, so as long as they don't seem like a threat to his plots ... or an annoyance ... or random people he could get away with killing ...
Well, he's OOC anyway, so your agents shouldn't be in too much danger, right?
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That rabbit's got a vicious streak a mile wide! by
on 2008-09-06 15:30:00 UTC
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Tee-hee...
Perhaps a gender-ambiguous street urchin?
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Putting on PG hat... by
on 2008-09-06 15:08:00 UTC
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Email me a portion of the story (~half page or so) and I will read it over and give you the official OK stamp. One thing that I am not getting from your letters is formating. I know that they are letters, but still dosn't give me a full perspective of what you can do.
That being said, you should have your OK, as soon as I read the sample.
my address: letohaven @ hotmail.com
Leto
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Second Horse by
on 2008-09-06 11:29:00 UTC
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I have a horse owned by another character. It's called Methusel (no description yet). I keep thinking that it sounds familiar, like I've pulled a Paolini and transposed letters or added/deleted some. I've already ruled out Methredel from Oblivion (Thieves' Guild person), but there's still a nagging doubt in my head.
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er... Why not? by
on 2008-09-06 08:19:00 UTC
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Not meaning to be pushy, but I don't see why not. You wrote it, and the PG isn't going to be influencing the contest...
*shrugs* It's up to you. Just doens't make sense to me, that's all.
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That was an entry to a still ongoing contest. by
on 2008-09-06 06:17:00 UTC
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I don't think it would be wise to post it just yet...
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How about a link to that Narnia fic I betaed for you? by
on 2008-09-06 05:56:00 UTC
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It would be shorter, and a different style, to get a more rounded view...
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I didn't think you were - that's the scary part. by
on 2008-09-06 05:54:00 UTC
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Savaged by a baby rabbit. Oh, Monty Python flashbacks... only this is funnier.
...Arabian handmaidens. Oookay.
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Actually, that doesn't look too bad. by
on 2008-09-06 04:43:00 UTC
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Mind you, it's probably due to the black being dominant...
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I now must pity you, Ansela. by
on 2008-09-06 01:23:00 UTC
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My eyes hurt, too. And that's just because I'm looking at your link thingy.
The color for used links really does look like a diluted form of wilver. And the semi-urple is making me see things now.
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How'd you come up with that? by
on 2008-09-06 01:21:00 UTC
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Feel free to take the rip out of Ai Koi-hime's name. She thinks it means 'Princess Love Love' (or 'Love Love Princess', she changes her mind frequently).
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Re: Horrendously terrifying. And undeniably OFUM-inspired. by
on 2008-09-06 01:19:00 UTC
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There's also a lighter shade that could qualify as urple
My eyes hurt now.
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A mob? I'm in! by
on 2008-09-06 01:17:00 UTC
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Though I've never read Austen, I'll go tell some fellow PPC fan buddies and we'll get some Sharp Pointy Things (tm).
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Horrendously terrifying. And undeniably OFUM-inspired. (nm) by
on 2008-09-06 01:13:00 UTC
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