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Re: The Maths Class Chronicles « Reply #31 on May 21, 2004, 1:44pm »
You.. mod... fanfic? *did not know this* Why, oh why doesn't anyone announce it when a mod gets another section?! *is annoyed*
I think we're done talking about poison anyway, aren't we? And, really, what else are we going to discuss if Morgy hasn't written anymore? She needs ideas, and we're.. helping.
I never knew how much I'd write when domranness overtook me.. never knew what I'd say when the loopiness came.. and all I want to do is sit here next to ye and be the same..
Mip the Insane: no, no, keep thy blood.. ye might need it, y'know.. for.. living purposes. ^^
I'm on yer Sayid.
elberethvarda Guest
Re: The Maths Class Chronicles « Reply #32 on May 21, 2004, 2:45pm »
Hey, I was wondering the same thing.... *looks at Journals*
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Re: The Maths Class Chronicles « Reply #34 on May 25, 2004, 12:06am »
Exams = over
New Drabble = written
*grins* Enjoy!!
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Mary-Sue strode heroicly across the fields of Pelennor, her georgeous full length pink gown (with ribbons), tastefully dirty and torn to show off her 'assets' to best effect, clung to her body, held up only by the Gifts of Nature that she Oh-So-Confidently thrust out before her.
Waist length strawberry blonde hair rippled out behind her like a standard of gold (regardless that the wnd was blowing the other way), shimmering like Anar's rays, and her beautiful soprano voice rang out among the sounds of battle and the screams of the wounded and the dying.
"...I'm not a girl...not yet a woman..." she sang, to the delight of her pet dragon, Maladict, who was perched on her shoulder and shimmered with all the colours of the rainbow.
Suddenly, maladict was shot off her shoulder, accompinied by the words: "...Fourty-nine!" Behind (and slighly below) her, a deep voice replied: "...Fourty-two!" right before an axe buried itself in her nervous system and she crumpled gracelessly to the ground.
The Moral of the Story is: Don't get in the way of Gimli's axe! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I never knew how much I'd write when domranness overtook me.. never knew what I'd say when the loopiness came.. and all I want to do is sit here next to ye and be the same..
Mip the Insane: no, no, keep thy blood.. ye might need it, y'know.. for.. living purposes. ^^
Your Horoscope For Today: Capricorn: The stars say that you're an exciting and wonderful person, but you know they're lying. If I were you I'd lock my doors and windows and never, never, never, never, never leave my house again.
I never knew how much I'd write when domranness overtook me.. never knew what I'd say when the loopiness came.. and all I want to do is sit here next to ye and be the same..
Mip the Insane: no, no, keep thy blood.. ye might need it, y'know.. for.. living purposes. ^^
I'm on yer Sayid.
elberethvarda Guest
Re: The Maths Class Chronicles « Reply #39 on May 26, 2004, 12:16pm »
Re: The Maths Class Chronicles « Reply #40 on May 26, 2004, 10:23pm »
[Quote}her georgeous full length pink gown (with ribbons), tastefully dirty and torn to show off her 'assets' to best effect, clung to her body, held up only by the Gifts of Nature that she Oh-So-Confidently thrust out before her.{Quote]
hahahahahahahahahahahaha *almost dies laughing* I always wondered how that worked
Simply because you can breathe, dosen't meen you're alive, or that you really lived. Life, has taken it's toll, and she just dosen't know, ho much more she can give! But here, on top of the world, where I raise my hand, and I clinch my fist!