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November 6th, 2004

catystorm: (writing like a demon [crumpets])
Saturday, November 6th, 2004 11:10 am
Demonscape
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Oh yes, who beat writer's block back with a stick? Of course, none of it's linear, but I got some really good aerie-scenes written out. Oh yes. I *will* kill this thing dead.
catystorm: (do not feed the plotbunny)
Saturday, November 6th, 2004 01:33 pm
Toby Ziegler: I'm having lunch with Crane.
Josh Lyman: When?
Toby Ziegler: Lunchtime.




Meme Time!! If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).

...meep.

Erm, as I am unable to pick a single sentence, I changed that to "paragraph." Because... I'm random like that. ^_~x




Lorel glanced down at Kate. “I know this is going to sound crazy,” he said, in that slow, disbelieving tone both had taken. “But, I think we’re in a fantasy novel. And this woman is psychotically insane.” (Demonscape)

That was, if he felt that a sniper nest was the best way to go. The only thing that Akai actually knew for certain about his mission was that it was an assassination. No target, no method … it would be a last minute, fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants job. He loved those. Aoi abhorred them. (Contingency)

Ed’s grin became purely demonic as he faced the four men, spear held tightly. The woman was smart and fled the second everyone’s attention had been drawn by the blue light. This… THIS was going to be cathartic... (... umm... doesn't have a name. *sweatdrop*)

The white wolf needed no second bidding. He had originally been planning to just make a run for it, but the scent of fresh food after running for so long on nothing but his memories was unbearable. He sprang forwards. (Tsukino Namida)

Jordan, surprised by the rebuke in his voice, looked down at her attacker's face. A strangely familiar face, now that she could see her attacker clearly. His head was turned towards Mathias, eyes narrowed. "Very cute, Mathias. Call her off." (Falling Stars)

Then he saw yellow ears with black tips, and a Pikachu of all things sat up and grabbed a chip from the breadbasket. You didn't often see adults with Pokemon anymore, Gary thought with amusement. He watched the Pikachu nibble at the chip, make a face, and dive for the ketchup bottle. Without even looking, the man picked up the ketchup and placed it out of reach of the now irate Pokemon. (Kitaku)

"Oh, no!" Saran cried, running forwards. The rock-type Pokémon had already floated out of reach, pulling faces and making rude gestures in her direction. She scooped up a rock and flung it at them, but the Pokémon just chuckled as they disappeared. "Great. This only happens to me," Saran groaned, checking under the hood. Sure enough, the major working components were long gone. Without them, the speeder was nothing more than a piece of junk. "Perfect." (Starflight)

Not soon after Shippo joined them. Kage was running along the ground when Shippo was suddenly pacing him. "Well, you look like the cat who ate the canary," Kage said of Shippo's self-satsifed smirk. "What did you do?" ( ... yet another one lacking a title...)

Garyn winked at him. "Would you believe that I'm an international terrorist with several death marks on my head?" (Phoenix Stage)

Three figures had been tossed out with the explosion, figures that were now lying half-in and half-out of newly formed sandbanks. (Dragon Seal)

Kennichi's sharp hearing picked up something alarming, the sharp click of military-issue combat boots on the hardwood steps. Without a single word Kennichi grabbed Kenshin's wrist and he darted into the pantry, dragging his confused onii-san behind him. (RK02)

Bruce shook his head. He was too old for this. Much too old. "What happened?" he demanded. The three of them started talking at once, and within five seconds Mariel and Juliana were yelling obscenities, and Terry was trying to yell over them. (...random Batman Beyond ficlet I found that I'm beating into submission...)

Double-checking the communications switch, she glanced at the scout ships again. Their engines were toward the envoy, but that meant nothing if they had a superior sensor package. "This is Zero-Six," she said, reading over what her own meager sensors had picked up. "Any confirmation on those ships?" (Phoenix Stage: Infinite Night)

A black jeep with its brights on rumbled up the dirt road, and a third person materialized out of the gloom around the entrance to the facility. It was impossible to hear the words exchanged at their range, but after a moment, the well-armed officer walked around the vehicle, and used his rifle to poke in the back. (Different RK02 fic)

Alayne scratched behind one pointed ear with his foot, looking more like a dog than a vampyre. "I am not sunlight-challenged," he pouted. Seki sighed and turned around fully, leaning on the windowsill and glaring at the room. It was a decently sized room; identical to the other dormitory rooms located up and down the corridor. The entire building had fallen into disuse since the seminary closed. How the former church lands had fallen into Alayne's family's hands was a tale Seki wasn't sure he wanted to know. (Twilight of Arcadia)

(Fandoms for stories: Original, Pokemon, Fullmetal Alchemist, Wolf's Rain, Pokemon, Pokemon, Pokemon, Inuyasha, Gundam Wing, Original, Rurouni Kenshin, Batman Beyond, Gundam Wing, Rurouni Kenshin, Original.)

... that's just stuff on my parent's computer, I was too lazy to go hit mine. o.o

*is done procrastanating*