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Username: XxLuminescent-TearsxX
Profile details: I am a Traveler on the Road of Lyfe. From the Ancient Moonlight of Yesteryear, I bring to you the many Musings of One, once Mortal, now a Goddess of the Night...a Vampyre Ascended into the very Pinnacle of Power. Look not directly upon my Face, for the Crystal Tears of an Immortal will haunt your Soul and rise within your Dreams.


Story:
Title: Forsaken By The Sun
Genre: Angst/Romance
Summary: Two Vampyres Dwelling Within HQ...can their Love ease the Pain of Eternity?

Chapter One
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A/N: No Flames, for our Intrepid Lovers must not be Harmed by Harsh Words. You may give them Praise and good Reviews to raise their Spirits, if you Wish.

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She hated Them. The Sues. Their cheer made mockery of her sadness, the way they walked amid the Great pained her, for they could never truly appreciate it as She did. So happy. They were. Yes, so happy, unknowing of the cold anguish that seizes the soul after one has lived age upon age in the Darkness, alone at heart no matter how many forms pass by upon the physical plane, people seeming like insubstantial wisps, for they lived so short a time and cared so little for Her that they could never truly seem real to Her. And so she did the Duty set out for Her, and took the lives of Sues, bitterly hating them. They could see Canon outside of the velvet Darkness of the Night, where She could only ever walk by Midnight, forced to flee each Canon before the Sun could rise and end her Life, if it could truly be called a life when all around her was so meaningless. Their Shallow mockery of Happiness ended as her knife slid whispersoft into their bodies, their blood falling gently all around her like the tears she so bravely fought to keep from spilling.
There was no Sunlight in HQ. No Ending to her life that it might Dawn and catch her unawares. Thus her pearly white skin, of Haunting opalescent sheen, was never Graced by Daylight in one Final Embrace that would light her up Translucent and Ethereal before she would disolve into Mists of Ephemera, her ancient Soul gone Forever. Instead her Raven hair, long and silken and flowing like a River around her slender body, blended with the Night, dark her Hair, dark the worlds around her...dark her Heart. Eyes of Silver like shining precious Crystals shone amid the bleakness, as though She wore bright Stars for eyes and held within them all the Agony and Torment of all that has ever lived.
She wore the Uniform of the PPC, plain and Black, and did not care, for compared to the Sorrow in her Heart, a mere artice of Clothing was as Nothing to Her. And so, lost within her Greif, she was Unseeing of the way others Eyes follwed Her, their Dreams of her and the way Her slender yet voluptuous curves lay within the rough fabric, at once outlines and temptingly covered over by it's dark cover of much of Her body, in a way that seemed to invite any Man to seek to discover the Mysteries hidden yet hinted at by her Clothing.
Yet She dared not engage in Dalliance with them. She was a Vampyre, and her Cold marbleesque Skin would startle them if they were to touch it, expecting the warmth of human flesh. Soft, soft and smooth as silk, yet cold as Stone and unyielding to the touch. Their Blood ran too hot for Her and so She dared not embrace them, lest Temptation overtake her and drive her to tear their lives from them in the Sweet Pain of one final touch in which her Ivory fangs would drain their Life's Essence away and let them sink into the Darkness of Death, encircled by Her fair yet cold arms. She Shunned them therefore in order to let them keep their Lives, blessed by a Mortal span in which they would not outlive their time and leave all that they had Loved behind, as She had.
Alone, always alone. Her father, Her mother, dead, their voices now no more than Echoes in Her memory. Her sisters cruelly stolen, and slain before Her eyes when She had sought to save them. Her friends, long since dead of old age, having so Harshly turned their backs on her when they discovered what She had become. Of all the things to miss, even the loyal hound of the family. It had turned on Her, as all Animals now did, and she had been forced to kill it before the eyes of her Family, revealing strength beyond that of a Mortal, causing them to Forsake her. She missed the Trust and sweetness of mute Creatures, that loved her no more and avoided one they Sensed bore a Life that was not Natural. The first such Creature she recalled had been no more than a goldfish. Merely a fish, when She was but a Child. It had Died, and She had known the Endings of Lives for the first time. All things Die, her Parents had explained to her and She had been afraid, afraid of Her dying, of their Dying, of losing and others. If only it had been True. If only, like the Fish that had been Swimming one day and buried the next, She could have known true Death. Instead She was left behind as as all else faded and all Others died.
She, She who was Ellerianniel Darkrose, Raven Lady of Sorrow...She was alone. Could there ever be any Other who would not Die, would not leave Her? Was there such a One? Far away...or closer than She might imagine?

/\/\/\/\/\/\/<br>A/N: I hope you have enjoyed this Tale so far, I will Update soon and reveal what is to come at that point. If you have liked it, please Review.

Summary: This is my firts stroy Im putting up so plz be nice cos I don't like flames the make me sad!
So yeah I heard about the marcovirus invasion in March and I herad abotu MakesThings being killed by tehm. and I thought tht was reallu really sad cos he was a niec guy and nobody ever payed much attentoin to him. SO I thouht abuot what would have hapened if some1 had saved hime bfore the marcrovirus (whateverthat is) got him.

Chap 1

MakesThings was in his workshop fixingthings as usual and he wasjust working one a Cad when he got a mesage from teh Sonflower Offical. So he wnet to check it. It saidn “there has been a marcaovvirus invasion and you need to makes Tardisses for all of teh Agnets so they will hvae somwher to live cos hQ will be dagnerous”.

So MakesThigs calledn TechnoDann and they began to build Tardisses for every1. Then TechnoDann had to go adn build somwher for teh ohter ppl in the Deppartmnet adn MakesThings was all alone and building the Tardises. He was soo busy working taht he didn;t notice that a marcoviruss was comign towrads him… but soemone els e did.

Tehre was a gunshiot and MakesThigns turned round quiickly. It was an Agetn fromm the Dpeartment of MarySUes (A/N he ciould tell byt the badge she wore I forgot what its caled lol) adn she said tohim “yu need to be mor carful tehy are getin everywhrer”. He juts looked atthe dead macrdovirus and he said nto the Agnet “you saved my life thank you asoo much”. Then he said “what is your naem”? and she said “I amd Melody Windfire Breeze but just cal me Mel and I was a Sue but now Im and Agent for Teh PpC”.

He smile d cos he thouht she was pretty but not liek an real Sue cos she was al dirty (A/N adn Sues dont get dirty) but thehn he looke dbehind her and shoutded “lookout theres another oen”! She turnde round and treid to shot it but it was to close so MakesThinsg grabed a gun of the bench and shot…

A/N: OMG whats goingn to hapen to them? Well plz R&R adn I’ll get the next chapter out quickr cos reveiws make me want to work!

Welll that ending wass bery sad so i was thikning mayb georgia and Jason could sneak away from Med 2gether and... Well I don't want 2 spiol u! LOL!

Its not fair how nobody likes him and I kno what that's like. Ar you going to wright more about tehm?

1/ Badfic writers don't usually ask permission. :P So far, we've not had any problems with people not wanting their Agents used. Off the top of my head, the only Agents with rules about them are Laburnum's pair who aren't really Laburnum's and who she has to get permission to use. I'd hold off on using them, but other than that -- you're a badfic author!

2/ I think we have a couple of stories classed as NC-17 on there... yes, there's Surprises at Twelve, although that never got to the NC-17 bit. I think the most explicit story to date was Elvin Passions, so you might want to use that as a guide. The aim of the game is to entertain rather than sicken, so.

hS

Aww, this wa a nice stroy andi felt soo soory for Jason, just cos he was differnet all the other kids liekd him. Im gladm Georgia could se him and was nice to him.

I don't like the eedning very mich though it made me sad. whay would tthos eother ppl be so meen to them?

Other than that nit was a great stroy and you shuld deffo rite more soon!!1!

... but I record the names in the coding of the author pages, so yes, it was Twiggy.

hS

tihs is so awsum. plz writ mor. acasia (is that how u spel it9 neds to die so bad. kik her but jaycasia!!!!!!!!!!1elevntyone!

1.) Are we allowed to use other Boarder's Agents if we ask them for permission?

2) How explicit are we allowed to go? I'm thinking of using phrases worthy of Weeping Cock, but I remember that there are 13 year olds populating the boards who might not appreciate it.

hi i'm kawaiiichisgurl4eva. god 2 c u al

omg tihs palce is so sugoii. i can't wiat to writ sum god ficcies abut my fave ppc agnets ansela and trip. im a gud writr relly, just i has sum truble wit speling, which isnt relly as improtant as sum ppl sez it iz.

r&r my sugoii stroies and ill do the same to u for deffs.

Title: Childhood Crush
Author: VegetaFangurl4Eva! (OOC: I already have an account at Fanfic Land)
Summary: One day Jason wonders the hall and wonders why nobodie sees him. Thn he meats some1 who does. Georgia/Jason

One day Jason was bored and lonely in the nursery. All the ladies in charge (LOL! I can't remember the right word 4 them!) were bsy qith other kids and wrn't paying attention to him so he was sad. "It's not fair" he said "Mummy hasn't visited me in ages and no one plays with me cuz Im wierd." Coz, you see though Jason was very handsome for his age and kind to evryone he met none of the other kids would be his friend because he was from a fanfic from a fandom no1 had heard of and he kept fading into wallz.

"This is stuupid." Jason said. "Im going to go find some1 to be my frend." So he left the nursey, all the adults being to busy to pay attention to him and wondereded about in hq. All the agents passed him by, one person tripped over him. No1 could see him and that made Jason cry. "Why wont anyone be my friend? am i doomed to never know tru wuv?"

"Aw don't cry." Jason looked up to see a girl agent with beautiful curly red hair, emerald green eyes and clear skin (i no Georgia has freckles but i dont like freckles so in my story she doesn't have them) leaning over him. Thogh she was only a little older than him she had a firgure like an hourglass and was more beautiful than Luthien.

"Who r u?" Jason asked, blushing fiercly. "Can u see me?"

"I'm Georgia Branch and of course I can see you, genki-chan."

"How can u see me? And wot does genki-chan mean?"

"I can see you coz I have super agents powerz and genki-chan means really cute person." Georgia said, finally bringing in words other htan dialogue.

Jason smiled, happy that someone thought he was cute. "I'm Jason. Wanna get married?"

"Okay, Jason-chan," Georgia said "Ai shiteru"

"Yay!"

And they lived happily ever after until July Flame and Kumori Tenki tracked them down, banged their heads together a few times and sent them to Medical for a few months.

I'm xXxkawaiifaerieneko19xXx!! I'll write as much badfic as I can.

SOMG, my profiel is like totallymessed up still! WTHeck is up with teh HTML?! Srlsy, its been lyk that for YEARS, I woulda thoughs someone fiexed it by now!! Just cuz I have;t written nething doest'n mean u can ignore me!!! Ill show you!

Oh, and I'm totally 17 now, plz k thx by!

XOXOX

(( This has been a message from Neshomeh's fangirl alter ego, for those who don't know. ))

You write aa lot of good stuf for the PPC, I read siome of your other work. I think ytour Jaycacia serie s is the best of what you'v written. Shes realy pretty and talentd nad stuff and Acaica is just eeeeeeeeeevil!!11! I thouht she wasnt't verery nice back on the originnal series either cos she was scarin MakesThings and stuff.

Pleas werite more soon, I wanna kno if Jaycacia's gonna be ok!

That was Twiggy, then. gutsygemiwrya anagrams to twiggymarysue. {= )

~Neshomeh

This one is a washedout black colour, but it is clean!

omg taht was so deep n stuf. i think jaycacia is a bit preppy (lol!) but aprt frm taht it waz relly gd

Considering gutsygem's profile looks like <a href="http://www.freewebs.com/fanficland/Author13.htm">this (with, as I recall, deliberately messed-up HTML), I don't think anyone's going to format anything I can't manage... welcome to the site.

hS

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Username: Ellintiyra Lloysinthayr

Profile: I'm 19 and I luv the PPC like loads! I red all the storys like Jay na Acacia's ones and teh ones with Daffydd in cuz there's lots of them nad they do all kind s of kool stuff and can swordfigth and thigns like that (I wish I ciuld swordfight....*sighj*).

Anywaay yeah I might not rite much but I read loads so I'l reviwe othr ppl's storys lots. If I wrte anythig pleas reveiw and i'lk deffo do nthe same for you! ALl my freinds say I'm a rlly good writuer when I do stuff so Im ight put some stuff up here.

(Is this ok? If it needs fiddling with just let me know.)

A/N: Sorry its been so long since the last chapter! Also, i've changed my name -- I'm now JayBird, not Huinesoren. Write it down in your diaries!!!

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Acacia pulled out her bow and shot the SO in the head!!!!! But a pink and purple glow appeared around Jaycacia and the arrow stopped in mid air, with sparks flying up and down it. "I can't let you do that, mother," the young girl said, standing her ground in front of Acacia.

The Assassin snarled a snarl of purest rage. "You think you can defy me?!?!" she bellowed, ignoring Jay, who let out a squeak and tried to burrow under the SO's desk. "I have more power than you can possibly imagine, little girl." She unstrung her bow (A/N can you do that??) and held the wooden bit up in her hand. "You think this is a bow?" she demanded. "I suppose you imagined I trained to achieve my perfect aim?"

"I never really thought about it," Jaycacia said blandly. "But whatever it is, you may not use it to harm my mother -- or the SO."

"Who's going to stop me?" Acacia demanded. "You? You, little girl with no clothes? No weapons? You have nothing." She pointed the bow at her daughter and sighted along it.

Jaycacia did not even look embarrassed. "I don't need clothes to stand up to you," she said in a strong voice, "nor weapons. I have power."

"AND SO DO I!" Acacia shouted. From the tip of the bow a bolt of black light shot out, crossing the room in a flash and tearing into Jaycacia's chest.

Noooooooooooo! The SO exclaimed. Jaycacia, no!

Acacia Byrd turned, smiling cruelly. "Youre next, flower," she said, and sighted along her bow.

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"No, don't tell me."

Acacia blinked, stopping at the foot of Jay's bed. "You're awake? I thought you were asleep!"

"I've been watching the calendar," Jay replied, sitting up and opening her eyes. "I knew you'd be along soon, Acy. Jaycacia again?"

"You're taking all the fun out of this," Acacia complained, holding up a sheet of paper. "And you're not even in this chapter."

"New chapter rather than new story?" Jay asked. Acacia nodded. "That's a new one for her. Who was the author, again?"

"Someone named Huinesoron," Acacia supplied. "Or at least, she was called that... she changed her name."

"Oh?" Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Jay rubbed her eyes to clear them. "What to?"

"You'll see when you read it," Acacia promised. "But first... coffee?"

A'right, I'd better create an account.

Username: drrkayngelhez

Profile: Hi, im relly deep and goffik and i hate preps coz they r lyk soooooooooo stoopid. cheerleading sux.

im a half vampire so i have long raven blak hair and pointed teeth so i can kill all preps!!!1

so tahts all u need to no about me bye-bye

92% of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this on your profile if you areone of the 8% who would be laughing their heads off. -lol yes!!

(Lynxihez's note -not part of profile: Is this okay? I love taking the piss out of people like this, so I needed to parody it. If I need to edit the format on here or anything, please tell me and I'll change it.)

Knew I'd forget something. If any of you who were in the last two games want to edit your profiles for this one, just follow the same proceedure as for making a new one, with maybe an OOC note that it's an edit, and all will be shiny.

hS, editing his own right now

Hello again, chums! It's that time again. We here at Fanfic Land (The Fanfic You Can't Find Anywhere Else) are always eager to help out the fans of obscure works, those you can't write for anywhere else, and today we're highlighting one of our Internet Culture categories -- the PPC.

For those of you who don't know, the PPC, or Protectors of the Plotting Continuum (or something like that) is an internet phenomenon where 'Agents' work for 'Flowers' and kill 'Sues', working out of 'Hq'. It's all very exciting, and we've had some excellent work from our members in the past!

However, sad to say, the number of writers has gone down recently -- to be precise, no one's bothered since last July. This makes us her at FanfiC Land very sad, because we like having people writing on our site! Really we do! So go on, come back to us -- and get writing!

We know the internet moves very quickly sometimes, so there may be new writers among you. If there are, remember to pick a cool username, and, of course, to write yourself a profile. You can't make it big if noone knows who you are!

FfL Admin Team

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This, for those of you who don't know, is the PPC Badfic Game. The premise is that a website has opened (Fanfic Land, of course) which features a PPC section. The internet being what it is, this attracts a horde of writers, most of them bad, and you, my dear fellow Boarders, are those writers.

The rules aren't exactly strict, but this is a game for the PPC fandom, rather than for the Board. Unlike the 'shipfest, most of the works from this will deal with Agents and their associated 'Sues, not with their Authors. Of course, this is badfic, so Authors may well show up, but it's primarily about the Agents and the PPC, not the Boarders.

The relevant section of the website is the PPC section, and if I'm not very clear about what's going on, take a look around and see what horrors we came up with last time. Additionally, this year, I'm going to point at the Internet Culture category. At the moment it's just window dressing, designed to give the site a FF.net feel, but if anyone feels like writing a story for one of the other categories -- or one that I haven't listed -- that would be amusing. I note particularly that we have a 'Wiki Projects' category... and a PPC Wiki. I've no idea how you could write fanfic for the Wiki, but if you think you can, go for it!

It should be obvious that the name you use as a FfL writer does not have to be the same as your Board name, or any other handle you go by; only myself and kippur used the same names, and we were the first two to participate, before I'd really started FfL. So pick a fun name, and create a persona -- or more than one, there's at least a couple of people who've got two different 'accounts' with different personalities. As to posting... well. There's no automatic posting, of course -- I have to add everything in by hand, so I've got a few requests to make things easier.

First, it'd be very helpful if anyone participating for the first time 'creates an account'. What this means in practice is that you make a post giving your author name and a profile I can add to your, well, profile page. This will mean that when you leave reviews, they will be 'signed' -- they'll link back to your profile. So even if you're not writing a story, an account can be useful.

As an aside: when it comes to reviews, I pluck them from the replies to the posted chapters of the stories. This is a fully in-character game, so these reviews are more like gutsygemiwrya's 'lol romantic!!' than a Boarder saying how amusingly terrible it was. And yes, flames are allowed -- we all know it's not serious. And you can review-reply to your own story, or to your reviewers.

Following the aside, second point: when you start a story, it helps immensely if you make sure to give your FfL author name (obviously), along with the title of the story and, if possible, the details that will appear on the front page -- Category, Rating (G, PG, PG-13, R), Language, Genre. The other things I put in myself, but these four (well, Category and Language are usually PPC and English, so you don't need to mention them unless they're different) these two I'd appreciate it if you could give me. Makes my job easier.

Third, and finally, this is a game which pretends everyone is posting directly to the website. The various people throwing 'shipfics back and forth at each other in the 'shipfest was immensely amusing (and sometimes disturbing :P), but doesn't work in this format, really. In general, this one involves the first chapter of a story being attached to this post, and then the reviews to that chapter as replies to it, and the next chapter also attached to the first, and so on down.

Um... I think that covers most of it. Yes, I will be continuing the epic tale of Jaycacia Thornbyrd (OMG shes like SO COOOOOL!!) once I have a little time to think about it. If anyone has any questions that need clarifying, just ask, or check the page and use your common sense. And yes, as I said, you can have more than one account.

Oh, and thanks (blame?) go to Cassie and Neshomeh for sparking this off. I'm only posting this because I'm the one with the password to the website.

hS