"Wouldn't it be wonderful if that's all it took for the Lady Bird here to write" *glum* ~Cirio
"Hey! She just wrote about a THOUSAND words of a scene for you!" ~Tannar
"Yeah, but she's so obsessed with getting YOUR story done." ~Cirio
"That's just so she can get to the sequel and you know it--your book, on the other hand." ~Tannar
"Truly, if any of us should be miffed, it's me. Been, what, weeks since she last wrote in In Thrall." ~Danteel
"Ha! I scoff at your mere weeks. Been MONTHS since she's done my story!!!" ~K'ratcha
*other characters shuffle feet*
"Yeah, well..." ~Tannar
"You know I still love you, yes, K'ratcha?" ~me
*crosses arms, puts nose in air* "Then prove it." ~K'ratcha
"In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function...We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful." ~C.S. Lewis
"Oh no. Gyrfalcon's just watched Sense and Sensibility, we're all going to be talking like brits for a week." ~Tannar
"And we'll have to put up with Colonel Brandon wandering around her brain looking slightly confused--why does this woman have such an obsession with Mr. Alan Rickman anyway?" ~Danteel
"Search me." ~K'ratcha
"Ah well. At least the wart's off." ~Tannar
"Indeed. Thank God for that at least; maybe she'll get some typing done now." ~Cirio
"You sir have no cause to complain, as I have already said." ~K'ratcha
"In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function...We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful." ~C.S. Lewis
Connie: Sense and Sensibility? That's nothing! Melia just read Wuthering Heights; can't go anywhere near Bao now or he'll try to convince everyone I've killed him.
Bao: Don't be stupid, Connie; I don't need a murder charge, too.
Charity: Yes, if anyone's getting locked up, it's me.
Charlie: Why're you squinting, Charity? It's not bright in here.
Mrs. Mills: Bao, Connie, firewood. Charlie, dishes. Charity, please just go home, dear.
Ha! You think you have it bad. I've had my plotline changed about a million times now. I have to check if I'm meant to be wearing a tunic and breeches or a school uniform right now. ~ Seth.
Geez! You can complain. I have to go on my 'black mancer investigations' with barely any of my powers! I mean, whereas before I could just find the bad guy and give him a few lessons he'll never forget with a wave of my hand. I have to rely on Seth to do it for me. The guy wouldn't understand fun if it danced naked in front of him, let alone how to deal with seventh wind spirits. Stupid plot devices. ~ Elayna
"Well, they all have powers of one kind or another, even if Danteel's is only to resist K'ratcha's kind." ~Cirio
"In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function...We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful." ~C.S. Lewis
*blinks* "What's wrong with you guys! Can't you just ACCEPT that what you do is magic of a kind? I mean, for Werenna's sake, I control the elements of wind and water--tell me anything that gets more 'natural' than that (saving you, Raven). And yet BECAUSE of that I am one of the most inherently magical beings in my world!" ~Tannar
"Let us simply define magic as access to an ability that is not commonly seen and has what might be called mystical qualities." ~Danteel
"Suits me. *creates one illusion after another, changing the color of the Raven's hair* See--mystical qualities!" ~K'ratcha
"Kit, why don't we just go sit over here and drink brandy while they argue?" ~Cirio
"She's underage you idiot!" ~Tannar
"Coffee then, juice, whatever. I'm just pleased to find another non-mysticized person on here." ~Cirio
"In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function...We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful." ~C.S. Lewis
"True, one can never have too much orange juice. What is this VDNS? May I join?" ~Cirio
"NO! We have already voted and decided that you are not, in the least, vague about being a disgruntled noble." ~Jaymir
*blinks* "Well....that much is true....can I at least be an honorary member?" ~Cirio
"Why not?" ~Myron
"Gyrfalcon! Stop putting words in my characters' mouths!" ~Shafter
"Sorry, sorry..." ~me
"In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function...We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful." ~C.S. Lewis