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    <title>Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
    <description>Author Protest Complaint Thread</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Trig: All right, Nano 'll, bring it on!

Moore: You have to explain what you're doing.

Trig: Okay, so you don't like your author, you come here, and you complain about how they got it all wrong&#8212;

Moore: You voice your concerns over developments you feel are unfair to you as a character, or your displeasure with certain points and issues&#8212;

Trig: Or you just tell them you're not going to go along with it&#8212;

Obi, entering: What? You two&#8212; (looks at title) "Author Protest Complaint Thread"? What?

Trig: Yeah, remember the Character Rebellion Complaint Thread last year? Well, we decided not to wait for you, so&#8212;

Obi: Wait just a second. You are making a thread to protest the authors and complain? Whose idea was this?

Moore: It was his. He's not being very clear, though.

Obi: I'd say it's clear! You're rebelling already again, aren't you? Aren't you?

Trig and Moore:  . . . .

Obi: No! It's only the eleventh of October! You can't do this to me! And how many times do I have to say it? LAST YEAR'S REBELLION COMPLAINT THREAD WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR THE AUTHORS. To complain about &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; people. Not the other way aroun&#8212;around&#8212;around. . .heeeey. (slow, wicked grin) Wait a second. . .

Trig: What's she doing?

Moore, looking at Obi, then to the title: Oh, no. I told you to let me write it!

Trig: What?

Moore: Ambiguity. It's what we did to her last year!

Trig: What?

Obi: You guys have no idea how sweet the irony . . . oh, let me savor this moment. The time when I pulled one over my characters. Sweet, sweet revenge. . . (closing eyes)

(Several minutes pass. Trig and Moore, watching the look on Obi's face, start looking apprehensive.)

Obi: (Opens eyes, gives characters a smirk) All right, come one, come all. This &lt;em&gt;Author Protest Complaint&lt;/em&gt; thread is on board. Bring your characters down here, get ideas for painful retaliation for all the misery they put you through, for things they didn't tell you that they should have, everything they did in direct opposition to you&#8212;we're making a comeback, writers!
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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 04:27:40 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Chillibean</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Chilli: I'm sorry... I can't stand up to my characters. *sob*

Visere: I rule her life, influence her mind, persuade her to study, control the plot and... I have my author's mind.

Chilli: YOU SEE? *curls up in a corner*

Visere: While the author's crawling into a hole, I am going to rant about the injustice done to my life. She gave me another one of those... what do you call them...

Klyte: Angsty pasts.

Visere: Right-- Klyte, what are you doing here?

Klyte: Complaining. I have it worse off than you. You created the plot. I'm a traitor.

Visere: *emotionlessly* I'm so sorry. Anyway, I have an angsty past, I was almost killed, my &lt;em&gt;wife&lt;/em&gt; died three days after she became Queen... That's it, actually. My life isn't that sad.

Klyte: Yeah, compare it to Raziel's last year, and you've got it easy. Meanwhile, I almost got killed twice, forced to become a traitor, then betrayed the people, and worst of all am stuck with a king like you. 
Visere: I'm the greatest king the kingdom has ever seen.

Klyte: Yeah, when you're &lt;em&gt;lying.&lt;/em&gt;

Visere: True.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 04:43:59 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>SL: Honestly, I just want to know why there are so many of you. Oh and why do you all insist there has to be magic to go with the giant mechas?

Naomi: I would like to know what ninjas have to do with modern military?

SL: You told me you were a ninja. I just sucked it up and went along. 

Chatrice: It's supposed to be like a manga right?

SL: No I made a mistake when I explained the idea to someone. this is NOT supposed to be like an anime or manga. THere is an important message that's supposed to be in this and you all keep telling me strange things to warp it.

Devon: Also, thirty people make up one unit in the military. That's why there are so many of us.

SL: *covers head* Why Goddess, why

30 voices: MASOCHIST

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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 05:50:35 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>dragonKhorse</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Me: So, I'm sorry about the whole ice dragon thing~ And the part where I had the red sh-

Red Shirts: We are not red shirts!

Me: Fine, fine. &lt;em&gt;Technicians.&lt;/em&gt; Alright?

*nods*

Me: And I'm sorry for setting the immortal ice dragon on fire. And the part where I had you, Uriel, throw her like a shotput.

Uriel: It's alright, except for the part where I had to nearly crush myself to death just to prevent Shalgiel from crushing me to death.

Me: Well, about that~ Yeah. Oops. No hard feelings about that?

Uriel: Nope. Not after you let me break out of the ice through sheer force of will.

Mari: Ahem. What about me and the rest of the Unit Pilots?

Uriel: What can I say, he likes me?

Mari: What can I say, I can take out an entire city if I wanted to. Nuclear arm cannons, gentlemen!

Author facepalms.

Me: I shouldn't have given you that.

Mari: And my backstory. All the other Pilots have their backstory fleshed out. Except for me.

Yuki: And me. 

Me: Where did you come from?

Yuki: I just walked in. All you mentioned was my single mother who's almost always at work anyway. 

Uriel: For once, I agree. We need therapists. All of us are screwed up in a way.

Yuki: And the human rights violations.

Me: Right. Child soldiers and all that.

Mari: Precisely! We're all child soldiers, and students at the same time. I mean, can we get mor-

Me: No. We've got enough realism in the battles.

Uriel: It sounds like one of those noodle incidents to me. Like the school dance.

Yuki: Oh, yeah, Mari and the fish-rat hybrids, a blowtorch and a bucket.

Mari: That guy got it coming, I swear.

Me: Can we get back on topic? Voicing your thoughts about me?

Yuki: Egoistic.

Mari: Narcissistic. 

Me: Not that way. I mean, thoughts about me as an author.

Yuki: Terrible.

Mari: Almost everybody's a self-insert.

Yuki: Schit-

Author sighs.

Me: We'll settle this another day.

Yuki: I must not run away. I must not run away. I must not run away.

Mari giggles.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 12:22:32 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>doctorwhorules</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Me: Why must you keep bugging me? It is not November yet leave me alone.

Lisa: No! You have ignored us for a whole year. Not to mention that you have just randomly decided to make me a serial killer.

Me: Look it is an important plot development that happened. Get over it!

Lisa: No I will not and whats this about me being blind. Huh! That was not in the contract.
  
Auther Sighs

Me: Lisa how many times do I have to tell you there was no contract.

Dean: Yes there was.

Me: Please really.

Dean: Also why do I have to kill Lisa why can't Endlyn do it.

Me: Mabey because it is your fault she is a serial killer.

Lisa: OI! It is not his fault. Right Dean? 

Dean: Well mabey a littel, but I refuse to kill Lisa

Me: You know what it is my plot it will happen the way it is going to happen and I anm not going to sit here and listen to this.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 20:08:57 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie: Well it's about time we got back at them for making the reb thread into what it was. 

Dash: I still can't believe you made me an orphan.

Twankie: It's important to the plot. 

Dash (mimicking her): It's important to the plot.

Twankie: Oh that's mature Dashiell. 

Blank: Need I remind you that you are taking to a guy who collects ketcup packets and is constantly asking would you rather about everything.

Twankie: That is true but seriously Dash it explains why you know so much about the virus since Sean adopted you.

Ollie: Not to mention all your other issues. 

Dash: What issues?

Ollie: Dash you're so impatient that you just dump packets of instant coffee into your mouth because the coffee is taking to long and you don't want to take the time to boil water.

Dash: At least I'm not a Scramble Nazi.

Ollie: I am not a Scramble Nazi!

Dash: You are too.

Twankie ( sighs as the two start bickering): This should be a fun November...... 

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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 21:06:34 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak, to Twankie: Hey howdy hey. Where's Dustin? (looks around) Wow, this place filled up fast. Looks like it's time to break out the marshmallows.

Obi: (sarcastically) Oh, is it, my dear muse? And pray what is it that you have done that merits such reward?

Zak: I got the whole plot mapped.

Obi: And?

Zak: And what?

Obi: And mobbed me with ten billion other ideas and characters, that's what! GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD.

Arthur: What's going on in here? 

Obi: Ahhh! Not you!

Arthur: I heard shouting. I presume this is the ordinary chaos that seems to be prevailing around here?

Zak, cheerfully: Yup. </description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 21:24:34 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>RaisinSpock</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Song: did somebody say Dustin?

Spock: oh no... song get out of here. Don't talk to Zak. He's not a good influence.

Song: I can talk to whoever I wish to.

Spock: ohdear facepalm</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 21:38:20 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie: Zak why are you speaking like a cowboy? And (looking around) Dustin is ah....?

Dustin: Standing right next to you.

Twankie( startled): How.....? Never mind what are you doing here?

Dustin: I am here to tell you that Evera is looking for you.

Twankie: I already know this that is why I am hiding from her. 

Dustin: I see so do you want me to just tell her to go away?

Twankie: What do you mean tell her to--

Evera: There you are I knew I would find you here now about my novel--

Twankie: No no and no for the final time Evera I am not doing your novel this year!

Evera: And why not?

Twankie: I told you already my muse bombarded me with far too many ideas that I can handle and this insane bunch (gestures to Dash, Blank and Ollie). 

Dustin (shrugs): I have always liked Science Fiction better.  

Twankie: Oh shut up. </description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 21:40:57 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>RaisinSpock</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Song: hi Dustin! Today just gets better and better!

Spock: good thing today is almost over.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:15:50 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Dustin: Hello Song what are you doing here?

Twankie (to Spock): Yeah it's a good thing it is..,,</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:24:03 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>((Murphy runs in backwards, looking a bit frazzled and brandishing a rather large tree limb))

MURPHY: Back! Back, you savages, &lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt; I say!!!! (waves stick wildly and kicks the door shut on her characters, then wipes her brow and tosses the stick aside)

Might still need that. (looks around) How's everybody doing? Freaking out yet? I am!

O__________o</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:29:44 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie: Hello Murphy (looking at the discarded branch) nice tree branch (looks thoughtfully at characters in particular Evera)  dose it actually work on them ? 

Dash(snorts): And you were yelling at me about tying you up with rope when here you are thinking about hitting us with a heavy stick. 

Twankie (shrugs): If it keeps me even a little sane. (to Murphy) So how have you been?</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:37:01 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MURPHY: (glances at the branch) Well, not really, but it kept them out of my face long enough for me to slam the door. Won't take long before Brenna picks it, but I can try, right? (puffs out a breath to blow hair from her eyes) Um. Crazy busy. I haven't finished &lt;em&gt;Night of the Hunter&lt;/em&gt; yet. Why does November always sneak up on us? (pauses a moment, then snorts) Rhetorical question.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:39:21 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (sighs): I don't think I'll ever get Midlight Rising done...

Evera (glares): Oh yes you will or I'll tie you up with rope for real this time.

Twankie (sighs again): Oh for heavens sake calm down I am intending to finish it after Nano this year.

Evera (snorts): Intending to finish it that's comforting. 

Twankie: Hey at least I am trying!

Evera: You haven't touched it for months I hardly call that trying!

Twankie (grumbles): It's not my fault I got bombarded with ideas from my sci-fi loving muse!

Dustin: I never said that I loved science fiction I only said I prefer it to Fantasy.

Twankie: Whatever Dustin. </description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 22:49:27 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>starblack</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>SB: I love reading all of the chaos in everyone's lives.

Toshiko: That's a little morbid don't you think?

SB: I don't have chaos in my life so its not morbid its curiosity!

Akuma: We can put some in there if you would like.

SB: No thanks I don't want a turn.

Akuma: too bad *evil cackle* Why am I cackling? *looks at Toshiko* Did you see that? She just made me cackle like some witch!

SB: Did not. 

Toshiko: *looks at Akuma* Why are you speaking to me? I hate you, you are my rival!

SB: *facepalm* oh here we go. Where's Larina? I'm sure she would want to join in on this.

Toshiko: You haven't brought her back to this realm yet. She's still stuck in limbo while you figure out what decision she's going to make.

SB: Oh yeah I remember now... I should finish my outline.

Akuma: You think. You should also stop making me cackle. Never do that again.

SB: or what?

Akuma: Or I really will add chaos to your life.

SB: Oh...well than no more cackling. *waits to read more chaos*

Toshiko: *sigh heavily*</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 23:25:43 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Blue: I swear, I need this thread. See these guys? *waves hand over a bunch of characters* They're all killing me...ALL OF 'EM!

Elanor: I'm not...*runs over and throws arms around Blue*

Eamon: Well, Ello, darling, you're not a character. You're a muse.

Elanor: I started out as a character, thank you very much!

Aoife: But you aren't now. So Blue is insinuating that we three are the ones who are really killing her. Sure, and that's nice...

Blue: I'M NOT INSINUATING!! IT'S TRUE!!

Eamon: *sits down heavily* This is all we hear now...morning to noon to night. Constant complaining that we're going to be the death of her. 

Blue: YOU'RE GOING TO BE!!

Aoife: *fingers pistol with a sigh of weariness* Blue...if you keep this up...

Blue: *shrieks and dives behind Elanor* I KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO KILL ME ONE DAY!!

Caoimhe: *walks calmly in and grabs the pistol from Aoife, then throws it out the window* No weapons, Aoife.

Aoife: Caoimhe! That's my only pistol!

Blue: I'm sure it isn't...

Elanor: Okay, everyone SHUT UP. Thank you. Blue, just post. Before everyone gets even more annoying. 

Eamon: Are you saying...

*Blue hurriedly posts*</description>
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      <author>Captain Lonewolf</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Cap'n: The thread like this is definitely for me. It's not even NaNo yet and my characters are convinced that bugging me is their new favorite hobby.

Loone: But it is! I mean, what else are we supposed to do for fun? 

Cap'n: Oh I don't know, dance? Ride ponies? Have tea and speak in fake British accents? Why can't you people have NORMAL hobbies?

Axiom: I can stop, if you want, you know, for a fee

Cap'n: *rolls eyes* No, Axi, I'm not giving you two chariots full of chocolate. 

Muffler: Yo, ho,ho, did someone say chocolate?

Cap'n: I did and we're moving on

Muffler: Did you know that chocolate has heaps of sugar in it?

Cap'n: I know, but like I said, we're movin-

Axiom: And that chocolate is poisonous to dogs?

Loone: And that our dear author here spent hours sitting in her bed, stuffing into her mouth and reciting-

Cap'n: OKAAAAY! Do you guys remember the last time you started telling everybody about my secrets. 

Loone: Flaashbaack

Cap'n: No. No unauthorized flashbacks here

Axiom: We're doing it anyway. Flaashbaack!

Cap'n: Gah, see what I have to deal with?</description>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>FANTASY: Revenge? Sweet!!

LOGAN: I don't like this...

CAIN: Yeah, when she's happy somethings wrong.

LOGAN: The last time she was happy she made Jestelle the villain. 

FANTASY: Hey! It was way better then having Astithe be the big bad.

MARCO: She has a point. He was pretty pathetic.

LOGAN: Yeah, &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; beat him.

Marco swings her shovel.

CAIN: It's almost like we never left the Complaint Thread.

FANTASY: Except now I hold the red hot poker of vengeance!

LOGAN: Okay, she's flipped.

CAIN: Yup.

LOGAN: Bout time really. I mean, once you have something like Marco in your head there's no way you can stay sain.

FANTASY: Shut it! *Magic poker appears* See? Mwhaahaahaa!!

CAIN: Oh-

LOGAN: Shit.

MARCO: We're doomed.

FANTASY: That's right you &lt;em&gt;bastards&lt;/em&gt;! Mwhahaha!

Characters huddle in a corner.

FANTASY: Ahh, that felt good. So, the Complaint Thread had s'mores, whaddya we got here?</description>
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      <author>someenchantedsunset</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Me: My characters probably hate me already.

Addison: Oh, we do. We really do. First of all, you make me cripplingly shy. And I'm in a BAND? How is that even logical?

Tony: That's nothing. I'm in love with my best friend thanks to her. And she's dating someone else. And plus, I'm some paranoid freak! Thanks authoress...

Nick: Oh please. I can tell right now that the authoress is planning on making me and Addie break up because of me. And guess who's arms she'll run straight to. Yours. I don't even wanna be part of this stupid novel anymore.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak, to SB: You know what's even more fun than watching chaos? Making it. 

Obi: *cough* (to SB) You can ignore him. 

Zak, to Twankie (in an exaggerated drawl) Well why wouldn't I talk like a cowboy? That there muse of yourn is named like one, I'm just keepin' with the theme.

Arthur: Fascinating. 

Obi: Agh. Go aw&#8212; (looks up at commotion as Murphy runs in) Ohhh...this is bad, isn't it?

Zak: Y'all can bet a hickory stump stuffed full of silver dollars on that. 

Arthur, to Trig and Moore: A what?

Trig: Yeah, I was wondering where he got that from, too. 

Moore: Great. This is beginning to look just like it did last time. (turns to Trig) This had &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; not end up like last time. 

Trig: Er...

Zak, seeing Elanor and Blue come in: Well, would you look at that. Ain't you gals a sight for sore eyes. It's been a month of Sundays since I seen you last. How's the tumbleweed rolling for you?

Obi: Somebody shoot me. </description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MURPHY: Ohhhh boy. (glancing at Obi) Yeah, it's bad. And my wrist brace is missing. Less than three weeks to NaNo and my wrist brace disappears! (face/palm) 

(as Blue comes running in and leaves the door open, Brenna follows, with Aedhan behind her)

BRENNA: Well, that was easy. (grins) Hey, y'all. (looks to Zak, raising an eyebrow) Ditch the loser accent. I've lived in the Midwest. The farmers would punch you out.

AEDHAN: You're incorrigible, Mary Brenna.

BRENNA: (amused) You just figured that out? And for f***'s sake, stop calling me that!

MURPHY: (glancing from Blue and her characters to her own characters, speaks in a very small voice) .... Crap.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (sighs watching): Here we go again.....(To Zak) Seriously quit speaking like that you're annoying enough without it the backwoods cowboy accent. (to Fantasy as the poker appears looking at her characters thoughtfully) revenge.......

Evera: Oh great she is talking about revenge again. 

Jace: It was only a matter of time. 

Evera: What should we do? 

Jace (looks deep in thought): Thrown something chocolate at her maybe? 

Twankie: Hey! I do not get distracted that easily!

Jace (nods): You're right....coffee should work though specially since she has been so tired lately.

Twankie: You know that I am RIGHT HERE!

Evera (quickly): You know Twankie that  coffee you made is getting cold it's been sitting there for almost ten minutes now.

Twankie (looks torn): Alright I am going to get myself some coffee even if you are trying to distract me. (with a wicked grin) After all revenge /is/ so much sweeter when you have to wait.  (to Fantasy regarding snackage) Umm ice cream sounds good right now......

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      <author>Mnemophage</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>After sitting around in her head for the better part of a week, Linda had her mind made up. She was always slow with matters of emotion. She had to process them before she could deal with them... and the tragic reality was that she simply did not have much experience with romance. She wasn't lonely, she simply hadn't experienced that overpowering biological imperative to mate with something and then keep it in your home. So she was slow, very slow to realize that she was attracted to her god.

Mnemophage. Memory Eater. Linda was one of the few people who could pronounce it correctly. She was not beautiful, not traditionally - burly is a good descriptor. But that mind scintillated. It put an embering coal in her ribcage, a dark and burning persistent thing that would not let her forget how good it would feel to touch that pale throat, to taste those plush lips. And that was the horrible thing, that this hunger that was impossible, most impossible to satisfy should be the one that constantly asserted itself. She would be the only one who understood Linda's need for solitude. Linda could spend all day in her beat cave, shaping noise... she might not even notice that she was lonely until she felt her Memory Eater tracing a cracked fingernail along her collarbone...

Impossible. It couldn't be. This was her author. This was the person who brought her into the world, who built the beat of her heart and set inside her the many inscrutable figures whose sum was genius. But how could she do such a thing unless Linda, too, was loved... impossible. It did not bear thinking about. It could not be done. She was alone, she was always alone, and that was okay. She could live that way.

Shut the windows. Back to the cave. The beat goes on, p4geturner. The beat goes on.</description>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>FANTASY, waving the poker wildly at her characters: Mwaahaahhaahaahaahaaa!! Oh, hey Twankie! Ice cream always sounds good. Mmm... Ice cream... And cake. Ice cream and chocolate cake...

LOGAN: Quick! While she's distracted!

Cain, Marco, and Logan duck under the poker and run away.

CAIN: That was close. Well, at least now she's focusing on ice cream- 

LOGAN: Oh crap.

CAIN: We're fu**ed.

MARCO: What's wrong?

CAIN: We're out of ice cream...

FANTASY: Dammit! Where'd they go? Aha!

LOGAN: Shit, shit, shit!

CAIN: Not the poker! Not the poker!

LOGAN: Shit, shit- Oh, hello Evera, nice to see you again.</description>
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      <author>starblack</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>To Obi:

SB: *runs in with her arms covering her head* Make them stop! Make them stop! *glares at Obi* You did this. You jinxed me. You foul beast.

Toshiko: *walks in calmly* She's kidding she thinks you're hilarious.

SB: *Glares at Toshiko* shut up you don't know.

Toshiko: My best friend is omnipotent remember?

SB: See that's the problem you can't be best friends with God. I'm pretty sure that's not technically possible.

Akuma: You can say that again. He's too PERFECT *says in squealy mocking voice* to be friends with anyone.

SB and Toshiko: That's not true. He is friends with everyone because he is perfect.

Akuma: *rolls eyes* Then what's the problem.

Toshiko: I'll tell you the problem she keeps changing my name. One minute I'm Toshiko the next minute I'm Tishoki. I think she keeps forgetting who I'm supposed to be or maybe how to spell my name.

SB: That's not very nice for an angel.

Toshiko: bite me.

SB: Shut up ay? This is my thread not y'alls. Both of you just need to hush and deal or I will write you right out of existence.

Toshiko and Akuma: sure then you wouldn't have any plot.

SB: Ugh...</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Evera (smiles at Logan): You as well (looks at Fantasy) yours too huh? Ours won't stop muttering about revenge ,tree branches and pokers.

Jace: I think we may need to be worried.

Evera ( shrugs): She isn't writing our story now what's the worst she can do?

(Twankie is still grinning evilly at them)

Dustin: I wouldn't underestimate her if I were you she is the author you know.

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      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 19:09:13 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>LOGAN, to Evera: Yeah, I think she's a wee bit ticked that she still hasn't figured out the middle bit of the book yet.

FANTASY: Stop talking British! It's weird! And don't tell people that! I'm pissed at you! Stupid flirty bastard!

LOGAN: See? She's gone mad with grief.

CAIN: I wouldn't antagonize her if I were you.

FANTASY: That's it 'Princey' your dead!

LOGAN: What!? I have a name now, you don't have to call me that anymore!

MARCO: Hahahaha!!! I love this!

LOGAN: I'm gonna kill you!

FANTASY: Not if I kill you first! (Waves poker wildly at Logan) Mwhahaha! 

CAIN: Here we go again.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Evera (to Logan pointing at Twankie): She hasn't even figured out the beginning of our book yet only the middle or the end. 

Twankie: It was my first Nano give me a break. 

Evera (looks annoyed): Was?! Did you just refer to our book as past-tense!? 

Twankie (coughs): I meant to say is honest. It just came out wrong I am still going to be working on it--

Evera: No you are not! You used past tense! 

Twankie (swallow): No I didn't mean to I--(she is cut off by Evera's noise of frustration) Never mind just never mind.....
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      <author>DominicSavarucci</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>August: Me first, okay? Oh, look, the big quiet guy has OPINIONS about what goes on. Why, Dom, why the hell would you give me a degree in Music Theory? What the **** kind of job do you expect me to get with this on Long Island of all places? Oh, wow, I play guitar real good! I should go to school for this! Hey, Dom, instead of writing it so I have a degree in ****ing Music Theory, why don't you write it so my parents made me study something useful? When people ask me, "What do you do with your degree?" do you know what I say to them? Do you? I say, "Oh, that thing? I have it framed in my kitchen and sometimes I take it down and weep over it while Mozart's 'Requiem' plays on the iPod." THAT is what I do with my degree.

 I mean, first I worked in a gas station, at night, by myself, getting paid peanuts to yell at all the drunks in Ronkonkoma that want beer at two am, or drive off without paying for their gas. Then a janitor at Suffolk. Then a security guard. Then a life model, part time. Now I'm back to doing b**** work, but at a nursing home this time. The people are nice and all, but really? Music Theory? Thanks for getting my hopes up, you hack. If this CNA thing doesn't work out I'm soaking my diploma in all of the gasoline that wasn't paid for, shoving it down your throat and then I am lighting a match. 

Dom: He, er, he's usually a pretty nice guy. Seriously. I guess he was holding that in for a while. Huh. And, if any of you are successful Music Theory majors, then congratulations! Please don't take this as an insult. August just has pretty bad luck with the whole "gainful employment" thing. </description>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>LOGAN, nodding to Evera: Author's only got the beginning and the end of our book together. The middle's a total blur.

FANTASY: Hey! I have trouble with middles, that's all. I'll figure it out! Shut up!

CAIN: She's cracked.

FANTASY: I'm going to have ice cream.

MARCO: Oh, good. Now she won't be trying to kill us. (Pauses) Sorry Cain.

CAIN: It's alright.</description>
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      <author>Senom299</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Senom: Oh, boy, here we go... I've invoked quite a lot of hatred since December when ALBN started...

Lilac: Darn straight, you did. *narrows eyes* Let me see, I went through ALL THREE volumes of Guardians and died at least twice onscreen during all those fate-cycles. then you shoved me into the ALBN series while turning my hair white and, and, *raises voice* made me cheat on my boyfriend from Guardians and go through mental torture and... and... *calms down slightly* I hate you.

Emil: And let's not mention that in Sakura no Michi, the whole thing is like a ripoff of Ghost Hunt, Moon Phase, and Okami shoved together in a horrifying fashion with fairies thrown into the mix. Although I think you get the most hate from Lilac, she WAS the star of a lot more suffering.

Lilac: *eyetwitches*

Senom: Hey, at least you and your ancestor got to make a running gag out of shooting me in the forehead and effectively knocking me out during every review I give to my friend Desi! 

Lilac: You used that against us in the last review and had my grandmother shoot Sayuri instead! Although, er, she's already dead... I think... stupid author not thinking through the worst fanfic series to ever exist &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;

Senom: As you can see, angst and hatred are an everyday thing here in Senom's World.

Emil: HEY.</description>
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      <author>Cristaliena</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Clementine: Um... I appreciate what's happened to all of you, but I woke up a few days ago in a land ruled by hawks. Plot holes aside, Cristaliena isn't even making me do anything. I'm just living in the mountains and being depressed. I keep getting attacked by wolves and saved by hawks. Do you know what it feels like to be picked up by a hawk? While I was recovering from a dislocated shoulder, I was kidnapped by a cat. WHO ON EARTH GAVE HER THESE STUPID IDEAS??????</description>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Blue: ...Zak? Are you...are you okay? Because that accent...

Elanor: Oh...hi Zak. 

*Eamon starts fingering a gun that Caoimhe hasn't spotted yet* 

Aoife: Oh no...oh no...we're all in a room together again. Oh God help us...

Caoimhe: Says you...

Aoife: Says I what? And what decent Irishwoman (or man, for that matter), says such a phrase as "Says you"?

Caoimhe: You're no longer Catholic, but you're asking for God's help. And I'm simply repeating things Blue says. 

Elanor: That, my dear Caoimhe, is not a wise idea. Repeating things Blue says, I mean.

Blue: Not you too Ello!

Elanor: I'm simply warning her. 

Blue: WHY???

Eamon: And we still have another two weeks until November begins. God help us all...</description>
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      <author>Yuutousei</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Kasen:  Why the hell am I the only one who ever gets kidnapped?  I thought you hated playing to gender stereotypes like that.

Yuu: Jegus, seriously bringing that up?  I dunno, maybe someone ELSE will get kidnapped during the writing process, but yours is the only one I have planned.

Kasen:  Fine, but I expect that I won't go easy on the kidnappers!

Yuu: Of course not, you might just end up killing them all in a fiery ---

Tsubasa:  Onna!  What the hell is the meaning of this?  Not letting me use any of my awesome abilities until after the big reve-

Yuu: Ssshhhhhh!  That's an important plot point!  Don't spoiler it!

Tsubasa: Yeah, just like my relationship with --

Yuu: SHOOOOOOOOSH!  Seriously!  Don't go be spoilin' my story.

Tsubasa: ...If you try to 'pap' me, I'm going to be breaking everything but your right arm.

Yuu: ...Duly noted.  Any other complaints before I press the "submit" button?

Jou: Yeah, how about giving me a pesonality or something that &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt; revolve around the huge-ass crush I had on Kasen in high school.

Kasen: Wait, you had a crush on me? *is confused*

Jou: *face palm x2 combo*  Yes, yes I do.  And you are the ONLY PERSON in the SPI who never realized it!

Kasen: Ehehehe... Sorry?

Yuu:  ...Why did you like her again?

Jou: I don't know, you haven't written it up yet.

Yuu: Well, you will have an awesome reason then!

Homura: It's better than my insane relationship with Kasen and Hiroya.  Seriously, what the hell?  Isn't it too cliche to have her fall in love with her best friend's brother... Who might have been together at some point in school?  Narcisse Noir is not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; great a song, Yuu.

Yuu: Shut up Homura. I can't kill you because I haven't decided if you have any siblings that could take over for you, but I can make up one on the fly and have you die a horrific, unworthy death!

Homura: Like that scares me, Author.

Kasen: What's with the capital A.  She's the author.

Homura: No, I'm calling her the Author.  She controls our lives, gives us pretty things, and is essentially our God.  Hence, the Author.

Hiroya:  ...If we survive long enough to make it to 2010 and 2011, this would be too reminiscent of the Incubator.

Yuu: ......Ohmigog, you're right Hiroya! AAAAHHHH! SAVE ME!

Hiroya: Only after you complete a character sheet for me. I know I'm a Baddass Normal, but I'd like to see that actually on paper.

Yuu: Fine... No other complaints.

Sakiko: Of course I have some complaints.  Why am I such a huge b-

Yuu: *presses submit before she can finish*

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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>LOGAN, looking over at the others: God huh? But why would we call her-

CAIN: Different world.

LOGAN: Oh. Right.

FANTASY: Now that I've had my ice cream I think I'm ready to deal with you all-

MARCO: I brought chocolate chip cookies!

FANTASY: I give up.

JESTELLE: Okay, where the hell do you get off killing me!?

FANTASY, eyes mad: I guess the same place &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; get off killing *Spoiler* and ordering *Spoiler*'s death and murdering *Spoiler* right in front of Logan!

LOGAN: ...Why wasn't I censored?

CAIN: Cuz it wasn't much of a spoiler?

FANTASY: Pretty much. 

MARCO: Ha! No one cares about you!

LOGAN: You weren't even there.

MARCO, throwing a cookie at Logan: Shut it. At least &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; didn't let Cain-

FANTASY: Spoiler! Shh! It took a lot of hard work coming up with that ending, don't just give it away!

LOGAN, chewing on his cookie: Yeah, honestly.

MARCO: Hey! Gimme my cookie back!!

LOGAN: &lt;em&gt;Your&lt;/em&gt; cookie? You threw it at me!

Marco swings her shovel at Logan.

FANTASY: I give up.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (listening the conversations): And I say again here we go again.....(to Fantasy) where did you get the ice cream I want ice cream.....

Dustin: You have already has two pieces of cake plus a chocolate mocha this morning I don't think you need any more sugar. 

Twankie: I also say again that you are my muse not my dietitian. 

Dash: I have to agree with the author on this one (in a whisper to all characters) besides when they are all hipped up on sugar they won't punish us. 

Twankie: I heard that Dashiell. 

Dash (innocently): Heard what? 

(Twankie groans) 

Blank (listening to conversations also): I don't think God would be the right term to describe authors especially if ours is the example. 

Twankie: Hey!

Blank (shurgs): Well it's true and really would you want to be a God have us pray to you and worship the ground you walk on? 

Twankie (looks freaked out): Ah no that would scare me waaayyy to much......








 

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      <author>DreadPirateRobyn</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>[Apologies for the lengthy post. It just wouldn't end...]


me: Excretia! EXCRETIA!!1!

Excretia the Muse: (drawls) Ye-es?

me: Where'd all my characters go? They were here, but now they're gone. Where are they? WHERE ARE THEY?

Excretia: (examines her nails) Ran out the door. I think they heard someone say ice cream.

me: But how'd they get out? I locked up behind me when I left this morning. Padlock, deadbolt, and plasma force field. I double-checked them all!

(Excretia jingles a spare set of keys and force field deactivation doohickey.)

me: (sputters) You... YOU let them out?!

Excretia: And their little dogs, too. (cackles)

me: YOU LET THE DOGS OUT?!

Excretia: Woof, woof, woof woof woof.

me: (looks daggers at Excretia) Why?!

Excretia: They're characters. They need to run free every once in a while. Like... dogs. (shrugs) They'll come back in a few hours refreshed and ready for a nap, you'll see. (pats me on the head) And if they don't, no big loss. It's not like you know that much about them, anyway. I'll bring you new ones.

me: I don't want new ones! I've been working with these guys for a YEAR, Excretia.

Excretia: And yet your MMC still doesn't have a name.

me: He would if you'd help me wheedle it out of him. He's cranky, but he likes you.

Excretia: (ignores me and glances out the door) Oh, look.

(Charly comes in with half an ice cream cone and a black eye.)

me: And just where have you been, young lady?

Charly: I... was walking the dogs.

me: Try again.

Charly: OK, OK. I went for ice cream and ran into MMC and Bianca...

(MMC saunters in with rumpled hair and a bottle of whiskey. He is led by a 250 lb. English mastiff on a leash.)

me: My, look what the mastiff dragged in.

MMC: Oh, it's you. (turns and walks away)

me: (to his back) Ya know, one of these days we are going to have an ACTUAL CONVERSATION.

(Behind me, Bianca tries to slip in the door. She's limping.)

me: (without turning) Hello, Bianca.

Bianca: (freezes) How do you DO that?

me: Third person omniscience. (to Charly, Bianca, and MMC) OK, you hooligans. What happened?

(They all talk at once. Loudly.)

Excretia: (interrupts) Charly and Bianca were fighting over MMC. Again.

me: Who won?

MMC: Not me, that's for damn sure.

Bianca: Nobody asked you.

me: Well, I kinda did...

Charly: I was winning until that bitch knocked me down--

Bianca: (shrieks) WHAT did you just call me?

Charly: Not you, the golden retriever! She jumps!

Bianca: ... Oh.

me: Enough! Speaking of the dogs, where are they?

Excretia: (steps to the door and blows a dog whistle) Incoming.

(Enter a horde of dogs, a few minor human characters, and one very irritable cat.)

me: Oh, I forgot all about Princess.

(Princess growls.)

me: Nice Princess. Good Princess. Backing away now, Princess...

(Excretia scoops Princess up. Princess purrs.)

me: (mutters) Should've known you and that beast would get along. (louder) Everybody in? Good. (closes and locks door) I'll take those. (takes spare keys from Excretia) It's bedtime. I'll deal with you all in the morning.

(All grumble.)

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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak: (is about to reply to Elanor and Twankie, then is distracted by Robyn and Excretia; eyes go wide as the exchange progresses)

Obi: Ohhhh no. 

Zak: *blink* *blink blink* (gets up and slides over to where Excretia is) Excuse me, but I couldn't help observing your character containment problem. That's a cool artificial moleculizing containment device you have there. Ever use it on your writer?

Obi: Zaaak&#8212;

Zak: And what a distinctive ensemble! I assume coming up with them was all your doing, due to a lack of imagination on your writer's part? Of course, we muses are used to being overworked and underappreciated. 

Obi: ...I can't believe this. </description>
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      <author>DreadPirateRobyn</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Excretia: Well, hello there, Zak. (winks)

me: (rolls eyes) No flirting, muse. Zak, please don't give her any ideas. And Excretia, if you even think about reconfiguring the force field, you'll get NO CAFFEINE FOR A WEEK.

(Excretia grimaces, as she cannot function without caffeine.)

me: C'mon. We have work to do here.

Excretia: Oho, what is this "we" of which you speak?

me: Huh?

Excretia: Who came up with all of these characters? That would be MOI, as Zak so rightfully pointed out.

me: I wouldn't necessarily brag about this crew, E. You've done better.

Excretia: You dare to impugn my creative prowess?

(Charly, Bianca, MMC, and a snarly Pekingese roll by in a pile of fists and teeth.)

me: Yes, I dare! They're all trying to kill each other again! And MMC *STILL* won't talk to me!

Excretia: (sighs) Do I have to do everything around here?</description>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>FANTASY: Here. (Hands Twankei ice cream) It's good.

NERA, waling in: Whoa... This placed is awesome!

NECKO: Man, this place is packed. Who are they? (Points to Cain, Logan, and Marco)

MARCO: Who are &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt;? Who the hell are you!?

LOGAN: Yeah, who are they Author?

FANTASY: Meet, Narenica Bayard and Enicole Sylene.

CAIN, blinking: Bayard? What is she, Logan's cousin or something?

FANTASY: Uh... No. She's from the future.

LOANG: So that means... (Eyes widen)

CAIN: Bastard!

FANTASY: No! No, no, no. Nera is... Logan and Cain's daughter!!!

CAIN and LOGAN, in unison: &lt;em&gt;What!?&lt;/em&gt;

FANTASY: Surprise!</description>
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      <author>Margie22</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Margie: Can't I ever have a quiet head?! Seriously! One of these characters is always fighting or complaining or kissing or ARRRRGGHHH! I want to kill them all but I can't.

Valerie: Yep! You'll never be able to kill me and I'm your oldest character!

Margie: Go away, Val! You aren't even in the novel I'm writing for NaNo!

Val: It's a sequel to the one I'm in and I'm mentioned in it... HEY! If its a sequel, why aren't it about me?

Margie: Because each book in the series has a different point of view. How many times do I need to tell you this?

Maria: Listen to our creator and go away, Val! I'm in the spotlight now!

Val: *mutters* Monster.

Maria: *growls* Don't call me that!

Margie: SHUT UP AND GO AWAY! BOTH OF YOU! *sniffles* Please!

Maria and Valerie: Never!

Sildi: Where am I?

Margie: Who are you?

Sildi: Oh, I'm in the lycan pack. Er, the one with Kiana, I'm her... oh, what do humans call them again... uncle! That's it. *frowns* They call me the crazy one because I carry a glow stick around my neck but then no one will tell me what it does!

Margie: Oh God, not another one. *cries*</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (takes the ice cream and starts licking it): Thank you....this ice cream is awesome......

Evera (listens to the following exchange and starts laughing her head off): Oh....this is just.....

Dash: Hilarious? 

Evera (still laughing nods and then to Cain and Logan): You...guys... have a ...daughter.....(starts laughing again)

Jace: I still don't see how that is funny....

Evera: It's funny.... because.... they ....didn't know... it.

Jace: Ah huh....?

Evera: Forget it Galloway you have no sense of humor.....

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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>LOGAN, and CAIN: What!?!?

NERA: Hey mom, dad.

LOGAN, and CAIN: What!?!?!?

FANTASY: This is fun.

MARCO: Hell yeah it is. Look at his face!!

FANTASY: Time travel is fun.

CAIN: Wha...wha... When did that happen!?

FANTASY: She's fifteen. After you get married, duh.

LOGAN, and CAIN: Married!? What!?!?

MARCO: So, what. Whose she? (Points to Necko) Another daughter?

NERA: Nope. (Slings an arm around Necko's shoulder) She my girlfriend. And she's from LaCitus.

LOGAN, and CAIN: What!?

LOGAN: You have a girlfriend!?

CAIN: She's an angel!?

FANTASY: I should get some shot glasses. Take a drink every time they say 'What'.

NERA: Yup. She's cute isn't she?

LOGAN: Well, I guess but... Young lady, aren't you a little young for a girlfriend!?

CAIN: Look at you acting all fatherly and over protective. They seem cute to me.

LOGAN: But... But... What!?

FANTASY, taking a shot: This is better then Christmas.

JESTELLE: My granddaughter, betrothed to a-a... &lt;em&gt;angel&lt;/em&gt;!? I won't allow it!

CAIN: To bad. Your dead. Besides, she's my daughter, and I allow it.

JESTELLE: What!?

FANTASY: Close enough for me. (Takes another shot)

JESTELLE: She can't be &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; daughter! That would mean you-

CAIN: Marry your son? I can't say I'm not shocked myself, but at the end of the book we did get engaged. You know, after you killed me and tried to kill Logan.

MARCO: Damn... Logan's mom sucks. Wait? She what!?

FANTASY: Heeheee! (Takes another shot, after missing the glass twice)

LOGAN, nearly whimpering: Evera... Wha-wha-

FANTASY: Here it comes...

LOGAN: What the fu**s going on!?!?

FANTAASY: Bingo! (Takes a shot)</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(Now both Twankie and Evera are laughing)

Twankie (to Fantasy): I have to agree with the thing about time travel though it can have it's ah.....consequences.....(glances at Obi, Zak and Dustin then coughs) 

Evera (still laughing): It looks like your daughter has gone back in time or something to meet the younger version of you and Cain. (glances at Necko) And she brought a friend along for the ride....

Jace (to everyone): Please excuse her manners.....she doesn't currently have any. 

Twankie (snorts): She has &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; had any. 

Jace (nods): That is true. 

Evera (still laughing says halfheartedly while punching his shoulder): Oh shut up.  </description>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>FANTASY, to Twankie: Yeah, but the look on their faces was good enough for me.

NERA, smiling at the others: Hello, I'm Narenica Bayard. Nice to meet you. Sorry, my &lt;em&gt;sister&lt;/em&gt; couldn't join me.

LOGAN, and CAIN: What!?!?

Fantasy takes a shot, snickering to herself.

LOGAN: There's more!?

NERA: Yeah. Demica's nineteen and Marcole is twelve.

LOGAN: There's &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;!?

NERA: Uhuh, Marcole's my brother. A right little snot too.

NECKO: I like your parents. 

NERA: I know right? Aren't they just a peach?

JESTELLE: I will be heard!

LOGAN, and CAIN: No you wont!

NERA: Whose that then?

JESTELLE: &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am Jestelle Bayard, &lt;em&gt;queen&lt;/em&gt; of Festevin. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are a half blooded peasant!

LOGAN: That's my daughter your talking to you slimy of witch!

JESTELLE: Logan! Have you forgotten that it was &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; who took you in after your mother past away!?

LOGAN: It's your fault she's dead!

JESTELLE: That's beside the point. I will not allow you to marry this- this, &lt;em&gt;Brown Blood&lt;/em&gt;!

LOGAN, CAIN, MARCO, NERA: What did you just say?

FANTASY: I love this game. (Takes a shot) Ooohhh! She's done it now!</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Evera (who has finally stopped laughing to Nera): Evera Evera pleased to meet you, he's Galloway (points at Jace)

Jace: Captain Jace Galloway. 

Evera: Right (turning back to Nera pulling Twankie in front of her) and this is our author Twankie who has still not finished our story. 

Twankie(comfortable): Ah Evera could you perhaps loosen your grip (winces) a little. 

Evera (smirking): Not a chance. (gestures with her head towards Ollie, Blank and Dash) And they are the characters who took our places quite rude don't you think? 

Blank: It is hardly our fault she liked our idea better. 

Evera: Ah yes that would be the muse's fault (gestures again with her head) which would be him, Dustin Castwell who also according to Twankie is even more anti-social than Galloway. 

Twankie (trying to wiggle out of Evera's hold on her shoulders): That's enough Evera. 

Evera (letting go of her shoulders): I was only introducing everyone. 

Twankie: Sure you were (rubs her shoulder)</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>((*uncomfortable*)) I mean sorry typo)) </description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 16:57:58 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>FantasyGirl14</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>NERA, smiling at Evera and Twankie: Nice to meet all of you. Yeah, me and Necko haven't even started. Logan and Cain either. 

MARCO: Wait... You named your son Marcole?

NERA, nodding: Yeah, after you.

MARCO: You named a boy after me!?

LOGAN: Good to know my future self's still got it.

MARCO: There won't be a future you, cuz I'm gonna tare you to pieces!!

CAIN: Are they still like this in the future?

NERA: Kind of. They're better now though, they just talk about the old days and start insulting each other. It's pretty fun, actually.

Marco hits Logan over the with her shovel and Logan punches her. 

CAIN: Oh, good.

NECKO: Your family sure is exciting.

NERA: That's one word for it.</description>
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      <author>DreadPirateRobyn</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Excretia the Muse: (watches, takes notes) Hmm...

me (to Excretia): NO time travel, NO kids, or else NO CAFFEINE FOR YOU.

Excretia: Hmph. (to Evera) Take care with your Author, hon. She won't be able to write any of you if you break her shoulders.

me: ... Says the Muse who once threatened to break my kneecaps...

Excretia (primly): That's different. Kneecaps are extraneous to writing.

Charly: (skips in, interrupting) Guess what! Excretia gave me a new quirk! Now I calculate percentages in my head when I'm stressed!!

me: That's... nice, dear. Go play with the dogs, now.

Charly: K! (bounces away)

me (to Excretia): Percentages? Really?

Excretia: Why not? YOU do it.

me: Yeah, but Charly is NOT ME.

Excretia: Isn't she?

me: (screams)</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Evera (laughs at the exchange between Marco and Logan): I guess some things never change then (to Excretia) I wasn't trying to break it.

Twankie (still rubbing her shoulder): Sure you didn't.....

Dustin: Why is time travel anyway brought up on this kind of thread? 

Twankie: Maybe because it is amazing! And dangerous and amusing and many other things that are great for plotting.

Dustin: Right....

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      <author>Margie22</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Maria: (listening to everyone else) Hey, this thread is funny.

Val: Yeah but I hope time travel isn't a norm, not sure I want to find out if I ever have kids.

Brendon: Val, how about you leave before you find out?

Val: Why?

Margie: I'm agreeing with Brendon here, go away.

Sildi (to Dustin): Why not?</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak, to Excretia and Robyn: You know, if you deprive her of caffeine, you will be deprived of your muse and thus of your inspiration. Is that really an acceptable compromise?

Obi: I'm beginning to think it is. 

Zak: Silence, O inferior writer. The muse wishes to speak. 

Obi: ...did you just single &lt;em&gt;O&lt;/em&gt; me? &lt;em&gt;"Inferior"?&lt;/em&gt;

Zak: (holding out a cup of coffee and a bag of marshmallows) to Excretia: Care for some refreshment?</description>
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      <author>TAMaxwell</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Sam: *glares at TA*

TA: *sips a chai tea*

Sam: *glare*

TA: What's up, kiddo?

Sam: You know what you did.

TA: Yeah, I know.

Sam: Why would you do that to me?!

TA: You set yourself up for it, kiddo. 

Sam: No I didn't! I was supposed to be a boy!

TA: Wellll, tough. I'm not the one who told me you were a mousey little street rat slash stowaway with an unknown past who pretty much set himself up perfectly to be a girl in disguise.

Sam: But I was supposed to be just a kid who played with rats and brought in an animal companion!

TA: And now you're a major plot twist for book 2. Suck it up, buttercup, you'll be a great girl.

Sam: *pout*

Kate: Wait, Sam's a girl?!

TA: Aaand you're going to forget you heard that.

Kate: ....heard what?

TA: Good girl.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak, to TA: Muse running wild on you, huh? *wicked smile* I'd like to meet yours.</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 15:34:24 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>TAMaxwell</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>TA, to Zak: Oh perhaps someday... *sly grin*

Maze: Actually, she is the muse. I'm the writer. I just let her handle the plotbunny farm she insists on keeping.

TA: Aww, ruin my fun.

Maze: Just because I picked your name for a screen name doesn't mean you can run off and post without my permission you know.

TA: *pout* I'm just having some fun after, you know, you ABANDONED ME.

Maze: That was six years ago, I have apologized and YOU have made me pay for it by dumping more plotbunnies than I know what to do with on me. So stow it and have a cookie. 

TA: COOKIE! :D *Nom*

Maze: And problem solved. Cookies? *offers the other authors and muses cookies* </description>
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      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak: (looks momentarily surprised then a wide grin spreads over his face) Really? I must admit you had me quite taken in. You're quite the actor, you know.

Obi: Smooth, Zak. Real smooth. (to Maze) Nice to see you here. As in, I'm so sorry that I have no control. I really can't stop them. 

Zak: Cookies?! Do you have m'n'm ones? (turning back to TA) I'm Zak Brennan, that's Zak spelled with a &lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt;, no &lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;. I don't believe I caught your name...?</description>
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      <author>TAMaxwell</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Maze: *to Obi* Your muse is flirting with mine. That's not a disaster waiting to happen. 

TA: Hey!

Maze: Zak, the only ones I can make so far are s'mores and chocolate chip cookies, she's TA, and she's not exactly acting. She's me, and I'm her. Things get weird when you're so desperate for a muse you ask if you can be your own. She was a persona I came up with for writing when I was younger. When I looked for a new muse last year, she popped up and basically hit me in the face with a mallet while yelling at me for abandoning her for so long, then proceeded to dump plot bunnies on me.

TA: You know you love it.

Maze: As long as you keep doing your job, I'll deal.

Sam: *GLARE*

Maze: ...I feel a hole burning in my head...

TA: Sam's mad about being turned into a girl.

Maze: Did you tell her that automatically made her a much more important character?

TA: I did, she won't listen.

Maze: She'll get over it.

Sam: HE! HE! HE! I'm a Boooooyyy! *pout*

Maze: You'll get over it.</description>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Elanor: Beware, TA, Zak flirts with any attractive character or muse that comes within 60 miles of him. 

Eamon: *absently* That's...quite a feat! *muses* Maybe he'll give me lessons...

Blue: *absently smacks Eamon on the back of the head and ignores his protests* I find it odd that any one of these threads that pops up always has every girl either retreating or flirting with Zac...

Aoife: Retreating, for me. It's more natural when dealing with that...boy.

*Caoimhe is already deep in a book and doesn't notice*

Blue: Sheesh Caoimhe, how did Eamon fall for you if all you do is read?</description>
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      <author>J.E.Blackworth</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Me: gtfo of my head it's not November
Lorenz/The Punisher, Nastasya, Rostya and co.: no</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 12:20:50 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (to Maze): So your muse is basically you? That is a little different......I know I am nothing like mine....well besides the fact that we both like reading. 

Ollie: You can also be pretty anti-social too ,love. 

Twankie: Well I guess I can be sometimes---but wait when did you turn British on me?! 

Ollie: I've always been British you just seemed to realize it now. 

Twankie: But you're not supposed to be British! I can't have a British character with an accent that is why too cliche. 

Ollie (sarcastically): Do you want me to be a British character without an accent then? Would that be more easier on you? 

Twankie: No, one because I think you are just being a smart mouth now and two because I don't want any British characters. I want American ones because that is where the story takes place!

Ollie: Parrot is British too by the way. You know you really should have realized that when you made his headquarters in London. 

Twankie *headdeask*: What have I done. I have a character who is a snarker and has an British accent that is the worst cliche ever!

Ollie: And that is also a run-on sentence like the ones in your essay. 

Twankie: Don't mention my essay!

Ollie: You mean the one you have to redo? 

Twankie: What other essay is there!

Ollie: Geez calm down, love I was only trying to confirm. (watches as Twankie yells in frustration to Dash) Well this ought to be bloody fun. 

Dash (smirks): I already knew that ( to Maze) I'll take a cookie got any double chocolate? 

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      <author>ashleydolphin18</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Wyatt: Yay! now I can finally get back at you for making Chris and I remember the dark past
Me: What?? It's not my fault you tried to kill your brother
Wyatt: Kill? I was only protecting him from himself!
Me: What kind of twisted mind do you have???
Wyatt: It wasn't all me! I'm not the one who started this.
Me: Uh, yeah you did!
Wyatt: No, you created me, so it's ur fault!
Me: No, I didnt. the Charmed Creators created you.
Wyatt: Whatever. *storms away* 
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Mel: Why the heck did you make my brothers so over protective???
Me:Because it adds to the story. 
Mel: And why am I powerless basically when Wy and Chris are like the most powerful beings on the planet!?
Me: That would be your parents fault. Plus, you do have powers, your mother's. 
Mel: Screw this story!

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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>SL: Okay, I'm slooowly starting to hear individual bios of all my characters even though they, all 30 of them, enjoy yelling them at the same time.

Chaucer: *grins*

Jangles: You mention me but I never talked.

SL: Zip it you two aren't my current issue. *Yells* &lt;strong&gt; NAO/NAOMI WHATEVER THE F*#% YOUR NAME IS FRONT AND CENTER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;

Nao: *saunters in raising a brow* ???

SL: What are you?

Nao: *in a duh voice* A Ninja.

SL: *facepalm* I mean gender, sex etc.

Naomi: Yes *grins*

SL: Okay first you kept saying you were trans from girl to boy then you said trans  from boy to girl and then you changed again and just keep saying 'Yes' to everything regarding sex and gender. STOP THAT.

Chaucer: Hey leave our little sexyes genderyes alone *glares, throwing an arm around Naomi*

SL: O.o Sex yes.... Gender yes...

Nao: *happy smile* I like it ^_^

SL: &lt;strong&gt; but what about pronouns?!&lt;/strong&gt;

All: You'll figure it out.

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      <author>TAMaxwell</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Maze: *to Dash* Um...I made double-chocolate cookies once. They were, um...

TA: Can you say "hockey puck"?

Maze: Hockey puck. Floury hockey pucks. And Twankie, yes, she's basically me. It's weird, but it works for us. My old muses only ever brought me fanfiction stuff. TA loads me up with original ideas. 

TA: Well that's what happens when you don't use original characters for muses. They want you to write THEIR stuff. I don't have any other agendas. It's just me and me.

Maze: You mean you and me.

TA: That's what I said.

Maze: No you said "me and me".

TA: And if I'm you, then you're me, so its me and me.

Maze: ...Can't deny that absurd logic. *to Starlilly* SL, look into the "xir" pronoun. The Mary Sue Litmus Test uses that as a gender-neutral term versus "him" or "her". I have no idea if it's legit, but it may be.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak, to Elanor: Sixty miles? (smile grows) I'm flattered. 

Obi: Save me. 

Zak, to TA: How fascinating! 

Obi, to Maze: Yeah...wait till you know Zak better. Not that you want to. 

Zak, to TA and Elanor: Writers. (shakes head wisely)</description>
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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>SL:(to Maze) ...That works. Awesome.

Nao: *eyeroll*

Lucien: *opens mouth* H-

SL: O.O &lt;strong&gt; OH HADES NO YOU ARE NOT INVADING THIS THREAD I DON'T EVEN CARE THAT YOU'RE MAD ABOUT ME PROMISING STORIES THEN NOT DELIVERING AND THEN GETTING DISTRACTED AFTER THE ONE TIME I DO DECIDE TO WRITE YOU IN A STORY! SHUT UP ZIP IT AND GO AWAY!&lt;/strong&gt;

Chaucer: *low whistle* Wow. She didn't breathe once durin that.</description>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>[quote=ObiKimono]Zak, to Elanor: Sixty miles? (smile grows) I'm flattered. 

Obi: Save me. [/quote]
Elanor: *under her breath* Zak is talking to me again...Zak is talking to me again. *outloud* Zak, I wasn't complimenting you. Any girl who hears of your reputation will be put off by that. At least, in my experience. 

Eamon: And how much experience do you have, Ello?

Ello: *blushes* Three or four princes...

Eamon: And...that gives you experience in the world of love. Yesss...

Ello: Well...they're men!

Eamon: Right, but do you know how many girls like guys with bad reputations? You have no idea...

Aoife: *plays with her fingernails* Or guys who like girls with bad reputations....

[quote=ObiKimono]Zak, to TA and Elanor: Writers. (shakes head wisely)[/quote]
Caoimhe: *looks up from her book and tries not to giggle*

Elanor: *not even trying to hide her laugh* Zak...I happen to be a writer. 
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      <author>TAMaxwell</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Maze (to SL): Happy to help! Also...that...was impressive. I am impressed. 

TA: Nice to meet you, Impressed.

Maze: ...*glare*

TA: :3

Maze: Oh, by the way, Zak, don't waste your breath on TA, she's married.

TA: WHAT?!

Maze: Well, if I'm you and you're me, and I'm married, then...

TA: :( No fair using my logic against me!

********

Kara: *fistbumps Lucien* 'Sup apparently-abandoned-by-the-author buddy?

TA: Kara, you REALLY want us writing your story? Remember, you're the heroine of a Silent Hill-esque horror adventure.

Kara: The sooner it's over with, the sooner I can get back to, you know, not being in a horror hell.

Maze: ...You know, Kara, if you stay this calm in the face of horrible terrors, it's not going to work out. You're supposed to be more of the "collapse crying into a pile in the first safe place you find until you realize no one's going to help you but yourself" heroine.

Kara: I can do that! I can be a panicky hero! Don't scrap me!

Maze: I...wasn't GOING to scrap you...

Kara: Oh. Okay. </description>
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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>&lt;em&gt; Kara: *fistbumps Lucien* 'Sup apparently-abandoned-by-the-author buddy?&lt;/em&gt;

SL: O.O

Chaucer:...uh oh

SL: YOU TALKED TO HIM *facepalms with a groan* This is not going to end well.

Lucien: *cackles* &lt;strong&gt;WHAT NOW B^&amp;amp;$?!&lt;/strong&gt; *fistbumps Kate back*

SL: Be good, Lucien.

Lucien: *snort* Good. Riiight.

SL: Oh right. Forgot who I was talking to. Lucien, don't Kill anyone.

Lucien: How about maiming?

SL: *tilts head* If it makes your demon heart happy and they deserve it, go for it.

Lucien: *cackles and disappears*

SL: Uhhh......

Chaucer: You're forgetting something important about why you didn't want him here.

SL: I am?

*Chaucer whispers in SL ear for a minute*

SL: *pales* oh crap

Cahucer: *nods*

Nao: Umm..You do realize the chances of the other Lucien dying a horrible death have gone up exponentially right?

SL: &lt;em&gt; S**T&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt; LUCIEN GET BACK HERE NO KILLING OR MAIMING CHARACTERS THAT HAPPEN TO SHARE A NAME WITH YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Zak: (eyes widen, mouth forms an O for a moment) to TA: Oh... (recovering) well, I don't see how that would cause making your acquaintance to be any less of a pleasure, m'lady. (bends over and kisses her hand)

Obi: Now he's going all medieval . . . is this Zak's form of a retreat? (snickers)

Zak (ignoring Obi) to SL: Sounds like you've got a regular rebellion on your hands, there. (winks at Elanor)

Obi: (sinks into a chair and starts shoving cookies into her mouth)

Zak: Add sugar. It helps. (seems increasingly pleased with Elanor &amp;amp; co's discussion) I have a reputation that you, my lady, have heard of? Pray do tell which of those tales you have heard.

Obi: What about the one where you're the skinny nerd who stalked his writer's friend's muse and almost destroyed the spacetime continuum?

Zak:  . . . 

Obi: Got you there, huh?</description>
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      <author>ashleydolphin18</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Wyatt: You are always so restricting. You don't let my real side show ever!
me: Patricia and Chris would be smacking you every second then, but maybe I'll let a little more show.
Wyatt: *pouts* Fine!
Me: Just don't get carried away
Wyatt: *steals stor, outline, and charrie sheets and runs away to mess them up*
Me: Now I'm screwed! Wyatt Mathew Halliwell, get ur a** over here now!!!
Wyatt: *pouts and walks slowly back over, hanging head* You sound like my mother!
Me: I know. hand them over!
Wyatt: *pouts* Fine... *reluctantly hands over*
Me: What did you do?
Wyatt: Nothing...
me: Wyatt? *warning tone*
Wyatt: Now you sound more like my mother!
Me: What did you do? 
Wyatt: I deleted my flaws....
Me: *fixes* There. now go to your room!
Wyatt: *mumbles* You might as well be my mother
Me: what was that?
Wyatt: I was saying how wonderful you were *sarcasm*
Me: Yea whatever you say. now march it!
Wyatt: *sighs and goes to room*</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 21:30:04 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>I am the bookwyrm</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>

    Carrie: Why??????
    
    Me: Why not?</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 21:46:17 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>SL: If you see this Muse/Character approach with caution as i might have given him permission to maim things. 

Name-Lucien
Description prose thing: He stands 6'1, his long dark blue hair is held in a loose pony tail. Two loose strands fall foreward to frame his aristocratic face and chiseled features, bringing out his hard black eyes. He's wearing only a pair of worn black jeans and a blood red mesh tank top. He bows, bringing to your attention the broad batlike wings coming from his shoulder blades.</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 21:55:15 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Frenzy</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Frenzy: Oh, I'd love to stay here all day and rant about how my characters are making me want to rip my hair out but that would be time wasted that could be spent trying to &lt;em&gt; change&lt;/em&gt; them.

Ty: Change us? That's crazy, talk. What could I possible have done to have brought this on?

John: Besides living?

Ty: You are so asking to be killed, John.

John: Please! You'd be out cold before you can even get a finger on your knife.

Ty: Is that a bet?

Frenzy: Quit it guys! Neither of you are even supposed to be this... confident.

Ty: Oh yeah, 'cause I'd much rather be a depressed teen who does nothing but sulk and moan and cry.

Frenzy: It's not about what you prefer! I'm the one who calls the shots here.

Erin: Ha! Oh god, you're not being serious! Haha!

Ty: I know right. He actually thinks that we'll listen to him.

Frenzy: Do you want me to kill you all at the end? Don't think I wont!

Robbie: Whoa man! What have I done? Don't take it out on all of us... just Erin... and maybe John. *whispers to me* Although, try not to be to hard on Ty. She may be the most annoying girl that's ever escaped from that messed up head of yours but she's... well... yeah.

Frenzy: What! You like T-

Robbie: Shhhh!

Frenzy: This is so not going to plan. The only one of you who actually does what I tell him is Damon. And he's just useless!

Damon: You know what, I agree with you that these guys are a portable hell, but I am the leader of them and I do think that makes me pretty darn useful.

Frenzy: Well lead them then and stop letting Ty push all you guys around!

Ty: I'm not pushy! Take that back, or I just wont show up when November comes!

John: Hey, that's actually not a bad idea... Boycotting NaNo...

Erin: I'm up for that!

Frenzy: GUYS!! YOU'RE NOT BOYCOTTING NANO!!

Ty: So we're all agreed then. Us three are just not gonna show up to help Mr. temper over there with his stupid story.

Erin: Sure, why not.

John: Yes.

Ty: Woo! Lets go then.

...

Frenzy: Hello hell...

Damon: Don't worry man, you still have me and Robbie. We don't need them to make a superhero team.

Frenzy: Are you being serious?

Damon: Well... no. I just thought that would make you feel better.

Robbie: Dynamic Duo, at your service!

Frenzy: This is so pathetic...</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2011 06:42:24 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Dash (to Maze) Well that's too bad double chocolate is my favorite....

Blank: You don't need any more sugar Dash you are hyper enough already!

Dash: What's your point? 

Blank: Forget it (picks up a cookie and starts munching on it)

Twankie (starts cracking up to Obi): That was some tale. (picks up a cookie one that Dustin takes out of her hand) Hey! I was going to eat that. 

Dustin: How many sweets have you had this weekend?

Twankie (grumbles): A lot.....

Dustin: Then you don't need anymore now do you?

Twankie (still grumbling): No.....

Dustin: Then we are done with this conversation ( hands Dash the cookie)

Dash (smiles and takes the cookie): We are only looking out for you better interest dear author. 

Twankie: You have your cookie you don't need to lie to me.

(Dash shrugs and starts eating it)</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2011 11:50:33 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>cass-a-baron</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>cab (being dragged into the forum by Cassandra): WE DON"T  HAVE TIME FOR THIS! IT'S LIKE 2 DAYS OLD!

Cassandra (dragging cab in): I DON"T CARE WHAT WE HAVE TIME FOR! 

Cassidy: Cassandra let her go!!

Cassadra (to Cassidy): Not until she explains "why"!

Cassidy (to Cassandra): Why? "Why" What?

Cassandra (to Cassidy):  Why she gave me a background?!

cab: I don't like having blank characters!

Arone (to Cassandra): It's true I don't show up in the book as often as she would like, but I still have a background story. . . .

Cassandra ties cab to a chair. 
 
Walliam: Cassandra! Untie her from that chair!

Cassandra: NO!

Mariana (to Cassandra): That's right make her pay for trying to keep me out of the book .  . . 

Everyone: Mariana stay out of this!!

Marianette (to Cassandra): Have you ever thought that you radical behavior is why she writes the book?

Cassandra:  . . . . . .?

cab: She's impulsive Marianette, remember?

Marianette: Aren't you?

cab: . . . ~sighs~. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 18:58:18 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Abenstern</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Urgh... I'm already haveing charatcter rebellion in the outine &amp;gt;&amp;lt;

Kazemasa: Yeah, and its all your fault! If you hadn't decided to keep Tora around I wouldn't have fallen in love with him. *Pouts*

*Rolls eyes* I have to deal with this little monster, and 7 more like him. *Head desks*</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 20:06:23 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>StarrLilly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Cheshire: *grinning dragging in a chained, encased in a glowing force field Lucien with a concentrating Nao following behind* Missing someone?

SL: O.O

Cheshire: *raises a brow* What?

SL:......who are you?

Cheshire: *rolls eyes and pouts: Here I go, finding and restraining , With the help of the awesome Nao there, your wayward character/muse/toyboy or whatever you call him and all I get is 'Who are you?' *throws arms in the air dramatically* No 'Hey Chess, thanks for saving countless characters from a bloody death and discord'  or 'Great job, 
Chess here's some Hershey kisses and  gummy fish as a reward for your good work.' 

No. I just get a wide-eyed suspicion. Thanks, SL. Thanks &lt;em&gt;BUNCHES&lt;/em&gt;.

SL: o.o *slowly backing away during the tirade*

Nao: *deadpan* This is the first time she's ever had contact with you. 

Cheshire: *shakes head rapidly* No it isn't.

Nao and SL: It...isn't?

Cheshire: *glares and bites out* No. It. Isn't.

SL: *thinks hard*

Cheshire: *crosses arms and gives an expectant look*

SL: um..were you an unnamed half-formed character for Blood Apple Pie that's a psychic and hunted?

Cheshire: DING DING DING!

SL: so your name is Cheshire?

Cheshire: it's what I go by yes. My real name is *leans over and whispers*

SL: WHAT?! BUT THEY'RE- HOW ARE YOU IN THE ODD SQUAD NOW?

Cheshire: *exchanges a look with Nao*

Nao: You needed psychics.

SL: Well yeah but-

Cheshire: Am I not good enough? Even though I an my ninja colleague there retrieved your troublesome missing one?

SL: O.o I was just going to comment that I would have loved to have heard from you earlier, thanks for catching Lu, and welcome to the Odd Squad. *friends grin and hug*

Cheshire: *blushes heavily*

Lucien: *muffled yelling*

Nao, Cheshire and SL: &lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 00:17:36 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (to Abenstern): Monster does seem like a good name for them (looks at all of her characters) I am not sure about little though.......

Dash: I am certainly not little I am /much/ taller than you. 

Twankie: Oh be quiet I get enough of that from my little brother. 

Blank (at same time): Dash you are taller than everyone! 

Ollie (nodding): He is a freak of nature that's for sure. 

Dash: You two are just upset because /everyone/ is taller than you. 

Ollie: Not true Blank is shorter than me. 

Blank: Yeah by like two inches. 

Ollie: Two inches can make all the difference, love. 

Blank: Shut up! I am not that short. 

Twankie: Yes you are. It specially says on your profile sheet that you are shorter than---

Blank: I said to shut up and that includes you too writer!

Twankie (pulling out her iPod and starts to type away): Oh this is good you get annoyed when people call you short----

Blank: I do NOT!

Twankie (nodding to herself): And a temper too ohhhh I could use that.....

(Blank makes a frustrated noise in the background)

Twankie (laughing): Oh how the tables have turned......</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 14:36:47 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>callistos_angel</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>CA: No... NO.... SARAH... MUST YOU MAKE HER CRY....

Sarah: Sorry, I'm sure... I'm just the ladies maid...

CA: Huh, you said that last time.... then threw yourself at 'er.... her. Dammit. See, you've done it again!

Cora: *snuffling meekly*

CA: Oh... Cora. *slightly indulgent yet frustrated*

Sarah: Bloody fool!</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 14:43:01 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Frenzy</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Ty: Um... hi.

Frenzy: So you guys decided to come back, then?

Ty: Well, we realised our plan was sorta flawed; what with you being our author and all.

Frenzy: Just what every author wants to hear: You came back because you had to.

Ty: Hey, your lucky we came back at all! John wanted to actually build himself an artificial author so we wouldn't have to come back to you.

John: And I almost succeeded too.

Ty: No John, you almost blew yourself up!

Erin: *mumbles* We wish you &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; blown yourself up.

Frenzy: So let me just clarify things. Are you guys actually going to listen to me for once in you lives?

Erin: *sigh* Well you're not &lt;em&gt;entirely&lt;/em&gt; annoying, not as much as John, anyway. I guess we shouldn't have abandoned you like that.

Frenzy: Robbie, does that sound like an apology? An apology from Erin?

Robbie: That's progress, man. Next thing you know she'll actually be pleasant to be around.

Erin: Don't push me Robbie!

Damon: *mumbles to self* It'll be a long wait before she's gonna be pleasant.

Frenzy: Glad the happy couple is getting along.</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 04:30:55 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>finchgeam</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Lola: I find the others here amusing ... I mean why complain about things... besides I think I'm more in control of the author, than he is in control of me.

Alexis: Yeah... I guess, but you are an exception... You were supposed to be a minor character &amp;amp; die after 1 line ... and somehow you managed to become a 12 year old detective ... as a MC.

Oz: Why the hell am I gender neutral? Is that important to the plot in any way?

Alexis: Well... I just thought ... you know character development.

Oz: Whatever ...

Tabby: Why the hell did you put this life threatening thing at me ... *points at chip on her neck*
I could die at any moment because of you.

Alexis: Because you were turning into a Mary Sue that's why!!
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      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 05:47:31 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (yawns): I am soooo tired.......

Dustin: That's what you get from staying up for the past three nights. 

Twankie: It's not my fault I couldn't sleep! (points at Blank accusingly) It's hers I swear she is getting revenge on me for giving her insomnia!

Blank: I have done no such thing (smiles at Evera who starts laughing)

Twankie: I hate you....all of you!

Dash (pats her on her shoulder): We love you too Twankie. 

Twankie (sighs and says to anyone listening): Why are all my characters liars! 

Evera (putting a hand on her heart in mock offense): I am not a liar. 

Twankie (looking angry): You are the worst of all of them! 

(Evera starts laughing)

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      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2011 10:51:23 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Keyblader</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Johnny: Come on Key, don't feel so bad, not all of your characters hate you. I like you.

Key: Thanks Johnny, but you mind explaining that to everyone else.

Ace: I don't hate you, I just want to make you my-

Nina: Hey this is an all ages forum. 

Ace: Fine, Key, I just want to make sure you tell my story the way I want it told.

Key: You've been making me draw you and Nina together for the last week. If I fail Astronomy because the only thing that pops into my head when I see an HR Diagram is you two doing things, I will retcon you out of existence.

Johnny: As you can see this feeling of animosity goes both ways. They'd make good kismesis.

Nina: Ace, is it true about the drawings?

Ace: Um well...

Key: No resolving your UST before I even get to writing about it.

Johnny: *facepalm*</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2011 11:23:07 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>cass-a-baron</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>cab: 12 more hours everyone gets complaining for real XD XD

Cassidy (to Cassandra): Will you untie her??

Cassandra (to Cassidy): You heard her, 12 more hours til she's free . . . . 

Arone (to Dustin): Hey you mind lending a hand??

Marianette: I'll go look for Elanor and Blue . . . . .

William: I'll find Danthos . . . . 

cab (to Cassidy); and now that you have decided to take charge; what are you going to do??

Cassidy ~flipping through a book of spells~: I'm looking for a spell now . . . .

cab: ~sighs~</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 11:54:18 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Blue: *sleep deprived and wobbly* Somebody called?

Elanor: *rubs her eyes furiously* Marianette? Hey...how are you? Haven't seen you in a while! *manages a wide grin for exactly three seconds* *hugs Marianette* *collapses on a couch* Sooo...tired.

Blue: *falls down next to Elanor* Me. Toooooo...*promptly closes eyes and pretends to snore*

Elanor: *moans* And those three over there are hardly tired.

Aoife: No. We aren't. Hey, we're not human. As Blue so often reminds us.

*Blue's fake snoring gets louder*

Elanor: Whatever. *yawns* Soooo, Marianette...what was it you wanted?</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 17:20:12 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>cass-a-baron</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Marianette (to Elanor): Well Cassandra, the angry one, has tied up our author to a chair because she did not know that our author had actually given her a background story and cannot see why she should have one.

Cassidy (to Marianette): Just tell we need help freeing her is and someone to distract Cassandra!

Marianette (to Cassidy): But they need Background story/ infomation

Cassidy (to Marianette): But that's word padding!

cab (to Cassidy): Shut up Cassidy! She's the only one helping!!

Danthos flies in with William

cab (to Blue): Besides back story is the best kind of word padding right Blue??

Danthos: So has anyone restored order yet?

cab (to Danthos): Where have you been??

cab and Danthos glare at each other</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 22:35:33 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>callistos_angel</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Robert: DAMMIT WOMAN!! I was meant to be a MMC. 

CA: Tough poopie! That's what you get when Canon has you do a maid without permission, sit down and stfu. 

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      <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 23:35:39 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Blue: Oh. Well. Cassandra...overreacted.

Elanor: Just a bit, yeah. *pulls out dagger* Blue, Aoife, well...all you lot, go distract Cassandra. 

*the characters all leap on Cassandra* 

Blue: *eyes wide* Oh my...dog pile.

Elanor: *stares* That's...not quite what I meant. But...if it gets the job done. *cuts cab's bonds* There.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (watches as Blue's characters all pile onto Cassandra): That's what I call a distraction. 

Blank: No kidding. 

Ollie: It is almost distracting as Dash's blonde wig. 

Dash (laughing): Hey that wig was amazing and it got the job done didn't it? 

Ollie: We have yet to find that out (all characters look at Twankie)

Twankie: Awe come on cut me some slack......I swear that all the guards are idiots for believing that Dash was actually a German Torturer. 

Dash: Hey my spectacle was pretty convincing. 

Ollie: Unlike your accent. 

Dash (laughs): Okay I admit I had a little too much fun with that one. 

Twankie: A little? 

Dash: Okay a lot. And you need to stop procrastinating on the forms. 

Twankie: That's what they are for! And don't tell me what to do that's /my/ job!

Ollie (dryly): Is it really? 

Twankie: Shut up or so help me I will kill you off in the RSCC and make Dash fail. 

Dustin: Twankie get back to work. Now. 

Twankie: Ah Dustin.....do I have to I mean I can always write later tonight and I have over 7,000 words......

Dustin: I said now Twankie. You have had more than enough  procrastinating  on the forms and otherwise for one day. 

Twankie (grumbling): Okay fine we'll get back to work. 

Ollie (laughing): Who's job is it to direct again? 

Twankie: Shut up you annoying piece of work. 

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      <author>IceCreamAddict</author>
      <title></title>
      <description>Me: Hi people! Nothing to see here I'll just be on my way...*is blocked by characters*

Tiernan: Going somewhere?

Dolunay: We have some major complaints against you. 
Me:Is this really necessary I haven't done anything *ahem* wrong 

Oliver: You killed off most of my siblings and made the oldest one deathly ill as well! 

Dolunay: You not only force me to stay locked up in a castle for most of my life, but you make my own father painfully blind me? You are not an author but a tyrant! 

Me:Well I suppose writing is akin to being God but...

Duke:Why would I ever blind my own daughter? 

Me:Cause of the uh plot! Yes the plot! 

Dolunay: Everyone's parents kind of are awful do you have-"

Me:No! No psychoanalysis from my own characters this is just awful! I'm out of here!

Tiernan: Oh, and you're doing a mysterious allure for me wrong.

Me: Shut up! *storms out*
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      <description>*Because</description>
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      <author>KimBEARly</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Candace *crying*: Why me?

Kim: Why you what?

Candace: Why do you hate me?

Kim: I love you.  You are my favorite character.

Candace: I would have thought so, since you make me look like one of your favorite actresses.  I try to be nice to everyone.   I even stopped banging my boyfriend when you asked me to.  But you make me cut myself and you can't wait to kill me off!

Kim:  I'm sorry.  I wish I could keep you, but my story would be too fluffy.</description>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Eamon: *pushes thread to the first page* *lights cigarette* And now...we can all complain again. Blue, why the hell did you have Cathy fall for me? DAMMIT SHE'S MARRIED, WOMAN!

Blue: *buries face in hands* I couldn't help it, Eamon! She insisted! You saw how long I struggled with that!

Caoimhe: *looks up* What's happening?

Blue: *quickly* Ignore us, Caoimhe, go back to your book.

Caoimhe: *sets aside book firmly* If it involves Eamon and a woman I'd prefer to be part of the conversation.

Eamon: I didn't do anything, Caoimhe, I swear.

Elanor: *facepalm* Blue...this subplot was not a good idea.

Blue: IT. WASN'T. MY. FAULT!!!!! *runs around the room screaming*

Aoife: *tugs bodice up a little higher and tries to pull skirt down* Blue, what the hell was with making me this person? Why couldn't I just be nice and normal?

Blue: *collapses sobbing on the couch* I WASN'T EVEN GOING TO WRITE THE WHOLE STORY OF THE WAR OF INDEPENDENCE UNTIL YOU GUYS WANTED ME TO DO THIS FOR NANO!! IT GOT LONGER AND THIS IS WHO YOU SAID YOU WERE!!! *sobs some more*</description>
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      <author>Fragmented</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Alexander:  Whattaya mean, I hate my brother? I DO NOT.

Fragmented: Yes, you do. You admitted it.

Alexander:  And making me cry out loud, WHAT THE FUCK. In front of a woman, even, one I really don't like!

Fragmented:  Well, you had to be emotionally, um, worked up or whatever, before you could admit you hated your brother.

Alexander:  But I DON'T hate him.

Fragmented:  But how else were we going to get to the naked moon dancing?

Alexander:  Yeah, and that's another thing I don't do. WON'T.

Fragmented:  We'll see about that, won't we.</description>
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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Eamon: *nods* I agree with Alexander. What is with the crying?

Blue: You guys only did it once! ONCE! FOR GOOD REASON!

Eamon: I hate crying. All guys hate crying. It's never for a good reason.

Blue: Shut up, you hear me? SHUT UP! </description>
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      <author>Chestergirl28</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Dustin: But I just don't get why this Seamus guy had to show up!

Amelia: Why do you care?

Dustin: Because... because the last thing Bern needs is another guy in love with her!

Amelia: Oh, please! Cut the guy some slack- Bern's pretty cool. 

Dustin: Psh. She is not. 

Amelia: Listen- I really don't care. Just stop it. 

Jacobe: Dustin! Dustin! Oh, hi! What's your name? I'm Jacobe!

Dustin: This is Amelia. Our author. 

Jacobe: Oh my gosh! No way! I was wondering when we'd meet you! I have so many questions for you!

Amelia: Oh wow, you're exactly the way I wanted you to be! And unfortunately, so is Dustin. 

Jacobe: Oh really? That means so much coming from you! So, I need some answers. 

Amelia: Okay, start asking!

Dustin: This is so stupid. *walks away*

Jacobe: Er... I'm sorry about him. So, does Bern fall in love with me? 

Amelia: Oh, I was afraid you'd ask that... Well, you'll dance with her tonight, if that makes you feel better. 

Jacobe: Wait, she doesn't fall in love with me? 

Amelia: Well, I don't think she will in this book. Maybe if I write a sequel...?

Jacobe: But... I don't understand. 

Amelia: I'm sorry.

Jacobe: Yeah... *walks away*

Amelia: *screams* Man, that was stupid of me.

Seamus: Hey, are you okay?

Amelia: Chris..? 

Seamus: Um, no. I'm Seamus. 

Amelia: Oh, right. Of course. It's just... wow, I made you just like Chris. I did a good job. 

Seamus: Like who? 

Amelia: Like Chris Tru-- Never mind.

Seamus: Who are you?

Amelia: I'm Amelia. Your author. 

Seamus: Oh, that's right! Wow, you're pretty young for an author. 

Amelia: Not so young. And I'm mature. 

Seamus: Oh. Cool. So, what's my emotionally scarring backstory?

Amelia: Ugh. I'm trying to figure that out right now. 

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      <author>Frenzy</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Frenzy: Okay, I truly am sorry... but it's not my fault, you know?

Ty: You're the author; you made it happen!

Frenzy: Okay, but I didn't-

Ty: Didn't what? Didn't make it so Erin killed Robbie? Erin? Of all people! Why must you wreck everything?

Frenzy: Hey, you're not entirely innocent yourself. You just sat there and watched the fight play out! So don't you even try and pin this on me!

Ty: &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; made that happen! You knew it was going to happen and did &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;, but describe every last detail!

Frenzy: Robbie was one of my favourite characters besides you. Do you really think I enjoyed writing that? I didn't. None of that was meant to happen, but you guys - once again - decided to take things into your own hands. So like I said before, don't you even think about pinning this on me. Blame Erin, because I sure as hell am!

*silence*

Erin: Um... Frenzy, Ty; I just want to say that I didn't mean to and I'm... sorry, and... well, I-

Ty: Erin. I'll give you five seconds to get out of my face, otherwise, all the people on this thread may just have to witness something gruesome. One.

Erin: Ty, just hear me out.

Ty: Two.

Erin: Just listen!

Ty: Three!

John: Want me to use my ability?

Frenzy: And put them both to sleep? Please.

*Ty and Erin drop to the floor with a thud*

John: We better get them as far away from each other, because I can't see this relationship getting better any time soon. I'd like to say it would, but Damon's just as much on Ty's hit list as Erin is and this team is... well I don't really think we can really call it that, anymore.

Frenzy: *Sighs* This is not good; not by a long shot.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Sean: I can't believe you just got me kidnapped....

Twankie: It was the dramatic ending to ACT TWO  that I was looking for so just deal with it okay.

Sean: I am just supposed to deal with the fact that I was just kidnapped by my best friend?

Twankie: Yes and wouldn't that be ex-best friend. 

Sean: There is no such thing. If you in fact have an 'ex-best friend' then they really were not your best friend at all. 

Twankie: Right well...okay then.....

Dash: Seriously though why did you have Parrot kidnap him now we don't have a leader!

Twankie: That would be the point Dashiell and he is going to be back soon enough....I think....

Sean and Dash: You think?!

Twankie *cough*: Yeah I am pretty sure.....unless Holden goes axe crazy or something....

Blank: How likely would that be?

Twankie: Ah 7 out of 10

Blank: That's comforting.....

Holden: I resent that remark. 

Twankie: Hey you /are/ the villain you are supposed to do villainy things. 

Holden: And yet I have no really been in this book at all. Only mentioned a few times in ACT TWO and had what one perspective in ACT ONE. 

Twankie: You are a more behind the scenes kind of villain.......you will have a bigger part in ACT THREE. 

Holden: Yeah at the end. 

Twankie: Be quiet you or I will find another villain. 

Holden: Like who?

Twankie: Dr. Canary he has the blonde hair,  the creepiness and he is named after a bird. 

Dustin: And we also know next to nothing about him. 

Twankie: Shut up Dustin. 

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      <author>BlueGonfalon</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Aoife: I cannot believe you had me get so cuddly with Eamon!!! What the hell was with that??? It was disgusting!! Eamon's still in the shower because of it!!

Blue: 'KAY WHY DON'T ALL OF YOU...

Elanor: We're sorry, our servers have overloaded. Please reload this page later. Until the page has been restored, please go work on your novels and MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS ALL OF YOU! We apologize for this inconvenience. </description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 01:28:44 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Bara_no_Uta</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Bara: Well, the characters basically get to do whatever they want--

Lilith: What!? I wanted to do all sorts of things you wouldn't let me do!

Bara: Uh. The plot would never be the same if you did that... she's important - you can't kill her!

Michelle: SHE WAS GOING TO KILL ME!? 

Emily: And you make me choose between saving everybody and being with Michelle! Meanie author! D:

Queen: Speaking of roles, I thought I was supposed to have one. You haven't mentioned me ONCE.</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 03:34:35 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>cass-a-baron</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>~Cassandra and cab stare at each other from separate couches~

Cassandra: You only  have 459 words . . . . . 

cab: I know it'll take a lot for me  to get to 50,000 . . . .

Cassandra (to cab): You also have to type letters to 2 people . . . 

Cassidy (to cab): Something  YOU signed Dustin up for in the 1st place

Dustin (to cab): Why did you do that?

cab (to Dustin): I know I know I just . . . . .

Marianette (to cab): why do you ask for help?

 cab: ~sigh~  </description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 11:55:40 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Ominous Rain</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Lyan: Can I be healed now, and save Ancora already?

Ancora: Yeah. Duis is stupid and whipped me. No fun. Let Lyan save me.

Ominous: But, woah, woah, woah, WOAH, guys. I cannot just 'poof' and make Lyan better.

Horace: Actually, I know magic.

Dredra: Yeah, but not for her! She said she was about to get you kidnapped!

Ominous: IT'S ALL FOR THE PLOT, PEOPLE. THINK ABOUT THE PLOT. Things will go a lot better if all that stuff happened. Trust me.

Lyan: Have you seen what you have done to me? NO.

Ancora: I, well, I really hate to do this, but I don't trust you either. Poor Lyan...I miss him.

Dredra: You. Are. Dead. to me.

Horace. Yeah, sorry too. I can handle this. I mean, thanks for getting Dredra and I together, but really? You're going to kidnap me immediately after? Kind of sick...

Ominous: *sigh* Any one have some characters I can borrow?</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie: I WON I WON I WON!!! (starts dancing around the room like an insane manic) 

Dash: Think she's cracked? 

Blank: Yup. I think this month killed her sanity. 

Dash: Not to mention her sleep routine. 

Blank (nodding): There is also that. 

Twankie: Shut up you two I am still mad at you!

Blank and Dash: Why? 

Twankie: YOU TWO KISSED THAT'S WHY!!!!!

Dash: And that is a problem because.....?

Twankie: YOU WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER!  

Blank: Sorry? 

Dustin: Don't worry she'll warm up to the idea she just isn't really thinking straight right now....

Twankie: I WILL NOT! (she sighs and sits down onto the ground pulling out a chocolate bar) Now what? 

Dustin: You edit it. 

Twankie: AH NO! I don't want to even look at it! 

(Dustin sighs) 

Twankie: Oh well I can worry about that later....I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE I FINISHED A BOOK! We actually finished it Dustin....can you believe it? 

Dustin: No surprisingly I can't. 

Twankie: Well that makes two of us!

Evera: You finished Colorless? 

Twankie (beaming): Yup. It is all done!

Evera (smiles looking a little angry): Great! Now you can get back to work on MY NOVEL! 

Twankie (looks at Dustin then back at Evera): Oh no....... </description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 16:25:23 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Anoulie</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Margarethe: I'm feeling really underdevelopped. You haven't mentioned my fear of crowds for the past 40 pages, you can't decide if I'm supposed to be smart or naive or BOTH AT THE SAME TIME, and I'm so boring I'm giving myself a headache. And all this "she sucks at riding horses and gets sick when she does"? How lame is that? And I'm your MAIN CHARACTER! And my name is so ridiculously long -- you would have changed it long ago if Libre Office didn't AutoComplete. Please rewrite me.., I'm praying for it! (Or am I not, because I'm not as religious as you planned me to be?)

Ariadne: Well, thanks for having me end up with Theo. Too bad he'll be castrated and die in eight years, long after this novel's end... oh well.

Karim: Why didn't you let me die?

Me: You're supposed to end up with Margarethe. Now brood some more.

Karim: This is ridiculous. I haven't even met her yet, and you're already 51,051 words into the story.

Me: Yes, but the last three words are, "Who is Karim?" Asked by her.

Karim: Seriously? That's so clich&#233;.

Me: Thanks. I'm really looking forward to writing your sex scene, by the way.

Margarethe: What?

Karim and me: Nothing!



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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(There is a loud crash as Obi throws the door open and marches in. Her hair is somewhat frizzed and she's dragging an overstuffed bookbag) Obi: Wowwww this place goes to ruin every time we leave it. Whew. (waves hand in front of face) Somebody put the main door up. 

(From outside, there's a scuffling noise, then a creak.)
Moore, from outside: Trig, watch out&#8212;
(The main door slides up, letting light into the thread.)

Trig, looking in: It's not too bad. 

Moore: It does have a tendency to get dusty, though. (looks at Obi) Was there a reason for this?

Obi: Yes! Murphy and all her gang and Angel and C&amp;amp;B and Dash and Blank and Ollie and everybody else are coming. (frowns) Where's Artie?

Trig: Haven't seen him. (Walks in and grabs a chair, slides it forward for Moore, grabs a second chair and sits down.) Well, we're here. Where's everyone else?</description>
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      <author>almostalice</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Tannaz-- Look at you, sitting there at your computer like you own us. You have no idea what we have in store for you...

Blake-- Hey. Let the lady work her magic. I'd go along with anything she makes me do... *eyebrow wiggle*

Me-- *eye roll* That's just the point! Blake, since when are you a tool? I started you off as being a pussy!

Emma-- *snicker* You said pussy.

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      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>You named a character after me:)! Yay!</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 20:22:02 -0600</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Me: I hate you.
Saran walks in. She begins batting her eyelashes and says innocently: Me, why?
Me: You and &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; are not supposed to go out! He is a traitor! You are the awesome warrior princess person and he is street slime! He works for your youngest brother! He kills your horse!
Saran: But he's so attractive. And if he annoys me(opens coat, displaying row after row of knives), I know how to deal with it.
Me*facepalm*
Darrian: Why am I the brother who gets blamed for everything?
Me:*groans* You're not.
Darrian: And why doesn't Leif listen to me all the time?
Me:*muffled* You should break him, not me.
Darrian:Why does Malthen hate me?
Me:*explodes* YOU CAN SOLVE ALL YOUR PROBLEMS!!</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(the door opens again with a loud creak and Twankie enters followed by Blank, Dash and Ollie) 

Twankie (to Obi coughing): Well I'm here and this dust is killing me by the way. 

Ollie (smirks): You and your allegies are probably going to blow the roof off of this place. 

Dash (looks at the dust covered roof): That could actually be an improvement. 

Ollie (stops smirking abruptly): I suppose it could be. 

(Blank glances between the two of them before sighing)

Dash (looks a little hurt before covering it up with a smile. To Obi): So do you know where Artie is? </description>
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      <author>Itzika</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Itzika: *shoves three newest characters into the room ahead of her and sits them down* Now, &lt;em&gt;talk.&lt;/em&gt;

Ardeth: Why am I named after a dude from a bad movie?

Itzika: Ardeth was the best character. And you weren't named after him--your parents thought they made up the name.

Ardeth: Not buying it.

Itzika: Neither am I, really. Which is why I told you to &lt;em&gt;talk.&lt;/em&gt; Or I'll go back to calling you Hannah Bo-Banna.

Ardeth: Try it and I'll rip your throat out.

Itzika: You know, unlike many of the authors on this thread, I'm not actually scared of you. The worst you guys can do to me is make it really hard for me to write your story. Speaking of which--&lt;em&gt;what in the nine circles of Hell IS your story?&lt;/em&gt;

Troy: Isn't it your job to figure that out?

Ardeth: I've been telling her that all day. She says &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; tell &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; the story, and she just writes it down.

Itzika: Exactly. Very good, Ardeth. So. Let's start with you, Troy. Why did I see you going supernova?

Troy: No idea. Never happened to me before.

Itzika: Do you want me to send the girls out? *thinks of something, looks between them* Which one of you is banging Troy?

Ardeth: Ew! You think because Troy has two girls around him he must be dating one of us?

Itzika: Did I say dating? I did not say dating. I said banging. Totally different. You three seem to be on the road a lot with only each other for company, and I know Troy is sexual and suspect it of you. You're either going to bars a lot or you're banging the token guy.

Troy: &lt;em&gt;Token guy?&lt;/em&gt; Wow, thanks.

Itzika: You also get to subvert the Sassy Gay Friend stereotype.

Troy: That's because I'm &lt;em&gt;not gay.&lt;/em&gt;

Itzika: I know! Easiest subversion ever.

Cara: I don't like guys.

Itzika: Good to know, and duly noted. Lesbian or asexual?

Cara: *shrugs*

Itzika: *rolls eyes and turns to Ardeth* What about you?

Ardeth: Straighter than him. *nods to Troy* But not banging him.

Troy: Often.

Ardeth: Troy!

Troy: *smirks*

Itzika: *turns to Cara* Why does your head hurt so much?

Cara: *shrugs* Dunno. It just always has.

Itzika: Always? As far back as you can remember?

Cara: *shrugs*

Itzika: Okay, you're a mouse. Also noted. *over Cara's sputters* Ardeth, where did you learn your mental defenses?

Ardeth: *smirks* Figure it out. You figured out I had them, you can figure out why.

Itzika: I can. I can also make up something ridiculous. I haven't decided the tone of your story, and it could easily turn into a comedy at this point.

Ardeth: *no longer smiling* Don't you dare!

Itzika: *ignoring her, turning to the other authors in the room* Yeah, I have pretty much no idea about these three. And they're not talking, and it's really annoying. That's the most annoying thing characters have done to me since Matthew decided I should write about him and not Lizzie.</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(Sounds of yelling and several people's footsteps outside, then one voice yelling)

MURPHY: Okay, everybody in! (watches as her characters file in, glaring at them all; by contrast, the only one who looks concerned is Caoihlinn, a slim, fair-haired young woman whose age is hard to define. Murphy nods, then collapses onto a couch.)

We're not leaving until everyone here figures their shit out. Get figuring.

BRENNA: (rolling her eyes, grinning at Trig) Your writer flipping out on you too? 

RYAN: Truly now, Obi, I'd have thought you'd be happy to see them engaged! (beams at Moore and winks at Trig) 

MURPHY: Gossipy old women... all of them... (sighs)</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Obi, to Twankie: I didn't put it here. If they'd stop insisting on building bonfires--

Trig: Speaking of that, do we have wood? (goes out and around side to look, in a moment returns with an armful and starts setting it up in the ashes from last year)

Obi, to Dash: He's supposed to be coming. 

Trig: (looks over, gives an inclusive wave to Murphy's characters, stands) You're late. Anyone got a lighter?

Obi, to Ryan: Yeah. Happy happy happy. Like Cass will be when she finds out that Trig wants them to get married before Moore ships out. (turns to Cass) Is it insane, or is it insane? You have to admit it would tax even your powers to arrange a wedding that fast. 

(Door opens, Arthur comes in. He looks around, blinks at the crowd, then heads over to where Dash &amp;amp; co are and slumps into a chair) ,(to Dash, Ollie, and Blank) Hey.</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Twankie (sighs to Obi while watching Trig gather wood): They will never stop building bonfires.....

Dash (smiles at Artie): Oh there you are we were just talking about you. 

Blank: Hello.

(Ollie nods his greeting)

Twankie: Great more of them....I swear they are multiplying.

Ollie (smirks): Like rabbits?

Twankie (to Obi): Did you hear something? It sounded kind of like an useless sarcastic comment...
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MURPHY: Noooo... why would you mention bonfires... (groans) Great.

CASS: (pointedly) We're not late, &lt;em&gt;Murphy&lt;/em&gt; was too slow in getting us here. 

MICK: (pulling a lighter from his pocket, throwing it to Trig) Here.

(Rhiannon, tall with fiery red hair, pale skin and emerald eyes is standing beside but slightly apart from Mick, and raises her eyebrows but says nothing as she examines the crowd in a rather aloof manner)

BRENNA: (turning to frown at Mick; it's obvious in the way both of them move and speak that they're related) You smoke? Since when? 

MICK: I don't smoke. But a lighter's a useful thing to have. (shrugs)

BRENNA: (shrugging, fishing a lighter from her own pocket and eyeing it as if wondering when it got there) Guess you've got a point.

(Ryan snorts, quickly turns laugh into a cough as Emily swats his arm)

CASS: (turning quickly) Wait, wait. (glaring at Moore and Trig) You said you shipped out in March. (pointing at Trig) And you said you were willing to wait. (sighs, shoves a hand through her hair, spins in a circle, then frowns, considering) Depends. I pulled Emily and Ryan's together in less than a month, but we held it at the abbey. Unless you have a space you can use, there's no way you'll get a hall that fast--unless you grease a few palms, but wedding folk tend to be sticky... (muttered) not to mention anal. So. (points at Trig and Moore, narrowing her eyes) Figure it out.

MURPHY: (snorts) You're one to talk, my characters never sort their shit out.

MICK: No, as far as I can tell, we solve other people's problems.

MURPHY: (opens mouth, frowns, and closes it)

GIDEON: (ignoring Mick and Murphy) If anyone can pull it off, it's you, &lt;em&gt;alanna&lt;/em&gt;.

CASS: (lips twitching) Sap.

AEDHAN: Should it need to be done, the rest of us will help. (watching Brenna scowl) Won't we, Mary Brenna?

BRENNA: (crossing her arms over herself and glaring, grumbling) Yeah, yeah. And don't call me that.

EMILY: (beaming) And of course you're covered should you need a ring bearer or flower girl. (looks amused at Keenan's horrified look)

MURPHY: Dear God... all the wedding talk.. ugh. (sinks to the ground)

BRENNA: Don't mind her, another friend got engaged and she's trying to pretend she's not at least a little jealous.

MURPHY: (stands up and glares) Hey, I'm happy for her. And at least I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; my relationship figured out. How about you and your brother try to make sense of the relationships &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; each in? (looks pointedly at Aedhan and Brenna, then to Mick and Rhiannon, gesturing at the latter while adding) Preferably before she dies, by the way. I'd really like to know how we're pulling that one off. 

(Mick's face closes off and he doesn't speak; Rhiannon looks away, very clearly distancing herself; Aedhan and Brenna exchange looks, he unconcerned, she wary, and also don't speak)

MURPHY: (sighing irritably) See, you &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; what I deal with?! (makes frustrated noises and flops onto beanbag chair)

IAIN: Someone give the author chocolate, she's gotten cranky again.

MURPHY: Go away, Iain. You'll eat it all.

IAIN: Damnation. (grins) I had to try.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Arthur, to Dash: Glad to hear my subjects revere me. (gives a lazy wave, then grimaces and rubs his shoulder)

(Obi gets a peculiar expression at Ollie's comment and does not respond to Twankie.)

Trig: (catches the lighter, and laughs at the ensuing conversation) You two almost sound like Roisin and Keenan do sometimes. 

Arthur (swivels in chair so he can see crowd, studies Rhiannon a minute)

Trig, to Cass: I know what I said, but just because I can wait doesn't mean we need to. Or should. 

Moore: (looking at Cass, rolls her eyes, sighs, then shakes her head, smiling) to Emily: We haven't gotten that far in planning yet--and when we're married (flushes a little) it will probably be in the States.

Trig: But why not while we're still in Ireland? No time like the present, and come on, Ree, you don't want a big fussy wedding.

Obi: That doesn't mean she wants a rush-to-the-altar-then-run-away wedding.

Trig: There's practically a whole month to plan it.

Obi: *headwall* to Twankie and Murphy: See what I mean?

Arthur: (laughs out loud at Keenan's look) to self: Know exactly how you feel. (to Murphy) Wait till you're asked to stand up in one. You're taller than I preferred to imagine you. That was not related to the previous, by the way. 

Obi: Ah! (gets up and goes over to Mick and Rhiannon) You have questions to answer. (to Mick) I'll start simply. How long did it take you to fall in love? (to Rhiannon) You answer that, too.

Arthur: ...you realise you completely fail at subtlety, right?

Obi: I'm a writer. And you're one to talk. (turns to Mick and Rhiannon) Speaking of talking, start talking. Also, Ronan, where are you right now in helping Caoihlinn get her memory back?

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      <author>broadwaybound1000</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Carsyn: You freakin put me in a tutu.

Broadway: *shrugs noncommittly*

Carsyn: I hate you. </description>
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      <author>cass-a-baron</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(Arguments can be heard out side the building)

cab ~pushing Camon and Annabelle into the Building~: You two get in there!!

~Annabelle and Camon sit in the same chair. Cassidy, Cassandra, and Arone file in behind them~

cab: ~sighs~ Annabelle and Camon tell me why you two pulled a complete personality switch on me??

Annabelle (to cab): I think you should attend to them first . . . . 

Camon: I don't have to say anything . . . . 

Cassandra (to cab): Ahem . . . . So you're just going to ignore us?

cab (to Cassandra): What? No1 I just need a change of pace &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;  . .. . 

cab (to Cassidy): What are you doing here?

Cassidy (to cab): You want to be more like me . . .

cab (to Arone): Why are you here??

Arone (to cab): You coupled me with Cassidy . . .

cab (to Cassadra): Why are you here??

Cassandra (to cab): You haven't finished our book yet how can you start on their book? Is this what it's going to be like?

cab (To Obi and Twankie): Hey guys so we're back at this again? O_o I also see that "Cass" is here?

Cassandra (to Obi): Hey, Where is that cute boy Zak I need him right now?

cab (to Cassandra): That's rude! :o

Annabelle: See you have your hands , , , , Why should we say anything? 

cab (to everyone): It's good to be back eh? -_-</description>
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      <author>Itzika</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>*a young dark-haired boy walks in*

Itzika: *eyes widen* &lt;em&gt;Oh&lt;/em&gt; no you don't! *jumps up, wrestles him to the ground and duct tapes his mouth shut*

Ardeth: What was that for?

Itzika: Insurance. Ishmael is not allowed to talk in here. Or anywhere except in the story. Ever.

Troy: *curious* Why not?

Itzika: Never you mind. Just get back to telling me your story. Why did Zadkiel take you out of Heaven?

Troy: *smirks* Who says he did?

Itzika: *rolls eyes*</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MICK: (wryly) Except I moved past that maturity level and Bree didn't.

BRENNA: (lips twitching, lightly punching her brother's arm) Screw off.

RHIANNON: (noting Arthur's examination, she turns; though she's wearing dark pants, heeled boots, a gold top and an open, stylish knee-length raincoat, she still seems slightly foreign) Might I assist you with something?

(Mick glances at Arthur, then away, hiding a smile and ignoring Brenna's curious look) 

EMILY: (smiling) Sure and I'm only after horrifying Keenan. 

KEENAN: (pouting) That wasn't fair, Mam.

RYAN: (as Emily laughs) You should know by now your mam's rarely fair in such matters. (ruffles Keenan's hair and makes him smile)

EMILY: I can't blame you, truly. (smiling) Trig, you mustn't press her. Let her enjoy the sensation of being engaged. It's a pleasing thing to introduce a man as your fianc&#233;. (smiles and puts her hand over Ryan's)

CASS: (fairly) Bear in mind I planned Emily and Ryan's that quickly because, you know, babies on the way, Catholic church disapproves, bla bla (waves at Roisin and Keenan). (raising an eyebrow as she appears to have another thought) Unless there's something we should know about....? 

CAOIHLINN: (blushing, speaking quietly) Waiting a bit can't hurt, can it? You're together nonetheless.

CASS: And you need time for a honeymoon!

MURPHY: (shaking head) You're all awful. Butt out, please.

BRENNA: Hey, I'm staying far away from this one.

MURPHY: Yeah, yeah, big shiny gold star for you. You need to sort out your own relationship before butting into others'. (points to Caoihlinn) So you need to be quiet too.

ROISIN: (standing beside Moore and looking up) You'll wear a dress when you get married, won't you? Not your uniform? The formal dress is all well and good, but it's not the same as a pretty white gown.

MURPHY: (trying not to laugh) I... guess I can't say anything to that one. (snorts and turns away, starting to laugh)

RONAN: (as he settles himself with a stack of books, shaking his head) Our author, ladies and gentlemen.

BRENNA: (watching as Murphy giggles until her face is red) Isn't she a class act?

MURPHY: (composing herself) Okay, okay, what? (seeming to register what was said, turning to Arthur) Tall, me? (shrugs) I'm just shy of five foot eight. Guess that's tallish for a woman, but I never thought so, always had a friend who was taller. 

(laughing) I've &lt;em&gt;been&lt;/em&gt; part of a wedding party before, you know. When my mom and stepdad got married. I was the only bridesmaid, and, therefore, maid of honour. And let me tell you, when your dress starts to rip part way through the ceremony, you get a little panicked.

MICK: (raises his eyebrows at Obi's "Ah!"; his expression becomes very guarded when she asks her question) Love?

RHIANNON: (doesn't look at Mick, but keeps her eyes fixed on Obi and replies in a surprisingly clear voice) I'm not entirely sure. I know only that I somehow, over the moons we spent together, forgot how to be content when I was away from him. Watching my own brethren cause him harm pained me more than it should have. (blinks for the first time since she began to speak; her eyes wander to Mick and trail down the length of the scar that runs from the corner of his left eye to just underneath his jawline) Does that answer satisfy you in some way?

MICK: (jaw tightens, but he doesn't glance back to Rhiannon, instead reaching out silently to cover her hand with his, then speaks slowly, looking at their linked hands) When she had to stay away from me---and I just about went out of my mind missing her.

MURPHY: (snorts at Arthur/Obi exchange, muttering "duh" under her breath)

BRENNA: (eyes her brother uncertainly, then glances towards Aedhan; he looks up from watching Rhiannon and Mick and arches his eyebrows slightly, then turns subtly away)

RONAN: (glancing up, startled, from the pile of books) I'm sorry?

MURPHY: (snorts) You'd have made a good student. Caoihlinn's memory. Obi wants to know where you're at.

RONAN: Ahh... It's been difficult. I've established it was done by selkies, but it's no kind of elixir or anything I've ever seen. (shaking his head) The clan I was trained in was more peaceful in their work and aimed to heal ailments or improve life; what was done to Caoihlinn was destructive, done for the joy of harming. (blows out a breath, face tightening in displeasure) I'd planned to go to my training clan and ask them for help, but it would seem they were assimilated or simply wiped out shortly before Cass established her Tithe. Likely not coincidental that this occurred shortly after I'd left the sea, but there it is. (sighs) And there it is. I'm stuck at the moment, quite frankly. (looks slightly disappointed and frustrated as he notices that Caoihlinn looks slightly upset)

IAIN: (murmurs in her ear) In time, leannan. (she nods, but doesn't say anything)

(Cass, Roisin, Keenan, Brenna and Murphy snicker at the tutu argument; the others roll their eyes)

MURPHY: (sarcastically, to Cab) Oh, sure, just &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; that our characters still won't behave. (glancing over at the name "Ishmael") Ishmael? As in, call me Ishmael? (beginning to grin; it widens as she speaks)

RYAN: (snorts) Hopeless, you are.

MURPHY: (sticks tongue out) Shaddup. (waving at Itzika) Hi. (eyeing duct tape, glancing around at her characters) Wish I'd thought of that...</description>
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      <author>Twankie208</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Dash (rolls his eyes after Arthur's comment but smiles nonetheless. He then looks concerned after he grimaces): Is something wrong with your shoulder? (Blank looking concerned as well studies him closely awaiting an answer.)

(Ollie appears to be staring off into space.)

Twankie (looking at him sighs): Seriously what is your deal lately? 

Ollie (looking startled): What do you mean? 

Twankie (gestures vaguely towards Dash): You've been ignoring and arguing with him lately for one. (Ollie ignores her) and now you are staring off into space which is usually something only reserved for these two (points at Blank and Dash who look insulted)

Ollie (coolly): Thank you for your concern dear author (tone is sarcastic) but I am perfectly fine. 

Twankie (looking annoyed): Fine, fine when you're ready to talk let me know. (when cab addresses her sighs) It would appear that way.....(glares at Ollie who ignores her) 

(Dash sighs and whispers something to Blank who nods slowly. They both look at Ollie.)

Ollie (coolly): What are you two whispering about. 

Dash (matching his cool tone): Relationship stuff you wouldn't be interested. You've made that very clear. 

(Ollie snorts)

Blank (looks at Dash concerned by his cold tone): Dash? 

Dash (attempting to give her a light smile): Yeah? 

Blank (looks between the two of them before sighing): Never mind.......

Twankie (when cab addresses everyone watching her characters) Yeah it's good to be back.......



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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Obi: Ah! (runs over and drags Cab to safety with the other writers) They're getting worse.... (to Cassandra) Zak has been mysteriously absent, as he is for most of the year--muses...wait a second...

Arthur, whispering loudly to Dash: Did she say "cute" and "Zak" in the same sentence?

Trig, to Mick: Really? (winks at Brenna)

Arthur, to Rhiannon: No, you just look... (frowns) familiar. Ever been around Lambeth, in London?

Moore: (blushes a little)

Trig, to Emily: But what about introducing him as her husband? Bored already, are we? (grins) to Cass: (widening eyes and looking as if struck by an idea) You mean if--

Moore: Trig!

Trig: (laughing) I was just kidding. (holds up his hands in surrender as everyone chimes in) All right, all right, fine. 

Moore, (looks a little taken aback when addressed by Roisin): I--hadn't thought that much about it yet.

Arthur: (looking amused) Well, seeing as I won't be wearing a dress...not to mention my only suit is a hand-down, and too large, so it's not likely to ri...rip... (looks a little stricken)

Obi: (eyes go wide) *snerk* (scribbles something down)

Arthur: I can't win, can I.

Obi, to Rhiannon: Oh, yes, that tells me even more than you meant it to. (listens to Mick) Ah. (to Rhiannon) So did you tell him about Saoirse? (}:D) to Ronan: Oh...is that what you're reading about?

Arthur: (is looking over at the books with interest, turns back when Dash addresses him) What? Oh. (speaking automatically) You should have seen the other guy. 

Obi: (tilts head slightly) Hmm, interesting. You've far less of the snobby Oxford accent than I originally imagined.

Arthur: ...all right. (at the ensuing conversation, looks from Dash, to Blank, to Ollie again, then glances from Ollie to Blank several times) After they've finished speaking, leaning closer to Ollie and speaking only so he can hear: I know where you were Monday evening.

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      <author>AngelDreamer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>(The door opens, and Angel shoves her way inside, dragging four people after her.)

Angel: All right, all of you, get in here now! (glares at characters) We need to have a little... chat.

Castle: What did I do this time?

Angel: Tried to trick me into letting you propose ahead of schedule! I was fooled by that last year... I don't fall for the same tricks twice.

Castle: Then why are you about to write the proposal scene? (grins)

Angel: (sputters indignantly) I won't if you don't behave yourself!

Beckett: So if he's the one in trouble, then what am I doing here?

Angel: Helping me talk some sense into him! You're the one who knows what makes him tick.

Beckett: I do at that. (winks) Rick, unless you start behaving yourself so she can finish writing the PROPER plot, I'll say no!

Castle: You wouldn't... (whispers) you want it too much.

Beckett: Try me.

Castle: (stares at her, speechless)

(Meanwhile, the other two arrivals are standing there impatiently, clearly either waiting their turn or waiting for their author to forget about them so they can make their escape.)

Angel: Not so fast! (turns on them) I haven't even started with you yet!

Marcus: I didn't do anything!

Angel: Don't even. That Ranger charm may work on your wife, but it won't work on me! (glares) I know you're so impatient for me to write your sequel this year, but let me tell you this: if I don't have time to edit your first book, I also won't have time to plot the sequel... which means it won't be written. And I won't have time to edit the first book unless you stay OUT of my head so I can finish my current fic!

Marcus: But...

Angel: But nothing! I know you want the sequel, and I know why... but unless you stay OUT OF MY HEAD until I've finished this story, there will be no sequel, and therefore NO babies!

Susan: Babies? (turns to Marcus) Is there something you're not telling me? (turns to Angel) And as for you - what am I doing here, then?

Angel: Same as Beckett, pretty much... you should be able to help keep your husband out of my head until the time is right!

Marcus: (to Susan) Nothing you don't already know... since you know everything there is to know about me... (to Angel) And you wouldn't.

Angel: Watch me.</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MURPHY: (reviving over on her beanbag chair, applauds wildly) Nicely done, Angel. (waves a hand at her characters) Answer already, would you? So I can go to bed?

CASS: Caring, isn't she?

MURPHY: After that stunt on Twitter, you're lucky I don't disown the lot of you. (waving a hand, to the other writers) Too much time, effort, and so on in the series.

IAIN: Oh aye, it's heartbreaking. Well then. If we want her to write tomorrow, I imagine we'd best move it along.

MICK: (grinning rather sharply at Trig) When it suits me.

RHIANNON: (seems to consider her response, then gives an artful shrug) Perhaps a time or two. 

EMILY: Trig, come on now. You'll want the time to make it worthwhile. Something to remember, with your families there. 

RYAN: (putting a hand over hers) I hate to agree with her, but she's right. Even we redid the ceremony, the celebration of it at any rate, after the twins were born.

CASS: (warning) Trig! (raises a hand, cuffs him on the back of the head) Don't even joke!

ROISIN: (blinking up at Moore) Really? I've thought about it. I like Mama's dress, but it won't fit me, as she was pregnant with bloody twins at the time, so I'm not sure what I'll do yet.

EMILY: (looking faintly startled) Oh my.... (glances at her stomach then murmurs to Ryan) And we're doing this again why?

(Ryan only smiles and puts his face in her fair, kissing the side of her neck)

MURPHY: (bursts into giggles when Obi scribbles) Are you... (peeks over) Yep. (cracks up laughing)

RHIANNON: (pulls out a short gold dagger, turning on Obi with her teeth bared and eyes flashing) Who told you of her? I'll have their skin peeled from their bones and made into soup.

MURPHY: O.O Whoa.

MICK: (reaching out, putting a hand over Rhiannon's; voice is soft) Hey. Rhee. Come on, put that away. The writer probably told her. They talk about this stuff. (she slowly lets him draw her away, her eyes calming; she tosses her head)

RHIANNON: (haughtily) I won't apologise.

MICK: (wryly) I don't think they expect you to. (tilts his head, studies her intently, eyes on hers, then speaks quietly) Part of what you can't tell me yet?

RHIANNON: (glances away, purses her lips, then nods)

MICK: All right. Just hope you know what the hell you're doing.

RHIANNON: (quietly, not audible to Mick) As do I. (sighs, puts the dagger away and walks back over to the group)

RONAN: (shoving a hand through his hair) Ah, it's all manner of histories and the like. I'd likely be scalped were it known I had them. (winces slightly) You'll keep it quiet?

GIDEON: (glances over curiously at Arthur's leaning in to Ollie, but says nothing)</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Arthur: (looks even more interestedly at the books after Ronan mentions scalping)

Obi, to Ronan: Oh, yes. But may I point out you have MC immunity to death? (glares at Arthur)

Arthur, calmly: You know you couldn't. (is still looking at the books) Histories, you said? Of what sort?

Trig, to Emily: To make it worthwhile? You mean it's only worthwhile if there's a big party? (grins at her) to Cass: All right, all right. (at the conversation between Moore and Roisin) I can think of a dress...

Moore: (rolling eyes) I can't get married in a flamenco costume. 

Arthur: (snorts)

Trig: Why not? It would pretty much summarize the rest of the time we've known each other. 

Moore: No. 

Trig: Come on. I bet we could find one for your mom and sister, too, so they don't feel left out. Bring back the unconventional side into their--

Moore (laughs): Trig! I am not going to walk down the aisle in a bright red flamenco dress. Period.

Arthur: (gives a mock groan and covers his face as Obi writes) First the weddings--everywhere, the weddings--and now--you really just live to torment me, don't you? (to Murphy) That's it, I officially ban you from speaking to my writer. Every time you do, she comes up with something worse. (looks over with interest as Angel &amp;amp; co enter, looks faintly horrified at their conversation) What &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; in the air here? 

(after Rhiannon's reaction, Moore's hand moves to a small handgun at her hip, Trig looks between Mick and Rhiannon, and Arthur looks from Rhiannon to Moore, tensing)

Obi, conversationally, to Murphy: Violent one, huh? (listens as Mick and Rhiannon speak) happily: Oh, this should be fun. 

Arthur: (gives her an odd look)

Obi: *snicker* to Angel: The proposal scene! To Castle: Did you keep the cookie? Or at least the fortune?</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>RONAN: (smiling ruefully) Aye, I do at that, but that's not to say I can't have a few close calls with death, now is it? This one here (nodding to Murphy) is rather fond of walking the line on that matter. 

MURPHY: (grinning innocently) No idea what he means.

BRENNA: (snorting) The hell you don't. 

(Keenan runs over holding out a hand; Brenna rolls her eyes, mutters to herself and pays him; when he keeps his hand outstretched, she hands him Roisin's share, which he gives to his sister)

RONAN: (glancing over at Arthur) Ah...... (looks faintly amused) have you suspended your disbelief enough to truly want the answer?

EMILY: Trig. (laughs) And normally I'm adept at expressing myself. Would you ever stop twisting my words? I've these two doing that often enough. (nodding to Roisin and Keenan)

ROISIN: (frowning as she glances back and forth from Moore to Trig during their conversation) No, no, no! She &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; be married in that. It's a flamenco dress and not a wedding dress, and a wedding dress is to be &lt;em&gt;white&lt;/em&gt;. (stomps her foot for emphasis)

EMILY: (wryly) As you can see, Roisin has very firm views on marriage.

RYAN: (under his breath) And at age seven... God help me. (grinning when Emily gives him a dirty look) Us?

(She rolls her eyes)

MURPHY: (grinning) Me? Give ideas? Naw. (flops back onto her beanbag chair; glances over, raising her eyebrows as Rhiannon calms down) to Obi: You don't know the half of it. Violent, aggressive--in more ways than one (wags eyebrows)--blunt, whatever you wanna call it... (snorts at "this should be fun") Sure.

MICK: (glancing around, dryly) Relax, guys. Your writer's not freaking out, why should you?

BRENNA: (snort) Big brother, you just proved you've never been an MC. Writers never freak out when they're supposed to and &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; freak out when they have no reason.

MURPHY: (scowling) Hey! 

(is about to launch into a tirade and cuts herself off when the door opens and in steps a new character. She's average height and fairly slim, eyeing the room and the crowd with guarded curiosity. Wavy blond hair is pulled into a tail, she's wearing jeans, a sweater, and a denim jacket; her eyes are blue-green and she seems fairly reserved) 

MURPHY: Oh, good, you actually showed up. Somebody lock the door, she's not leaving til she picks a name!

(Brenna goes and locks the door; when the newcomer scowls, she shrugs)

BRENNA: Either you pick a name or I get stuck as MC again. Wasn't a tough call.

MURPHY: (grimly) All right. Everyone sit tight, we might be here a while.... </description>
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      <author>Beebee2121</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Bee: I'm sorry I keep plotting ways to murder-

Sacha: You're not sorry.

Bee: (sigh) You're right.

Sacha: I hate you forever.

Bee: (nod) I understand.

Noah: Shouldn't you be writing the script? It's the only thing that I'm featured in right now.

Bee: (sigh) I know, I know. I should develop you more in the RP 'rums. 

Noah: And the plot. Or lack thereof. (pause) I don't say 'thereof'. That's not in my daily vernacular. Neither is 'daily vernacular'. You're making me sound like Cambridge. 

Cambridge: I am not a Sma'taran.

Bee: I know that, Cam. Go away, nothing's wrong with you.

Noah: Write the script! I need to save my people! (nods) That's more like it.

Bee: (smile) I'm glad we had this chat.</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>MURPHY: (ticking things off on her fingers) Nameless character named, appearance tweaked and background fleshed out, random new character named and given background on, Murphy's mind lost... check, check, and check!

ALESANDER: (Tall, lean, slacks and grey dress shirt, untucked; mixed race, caramel-coloured skin; dark hair in dreads and braids just reaching his bottom; light blue-silver eyes) Is she always so exuberantly insane?

GWEN: (newly named character, whose hair is now a pale strawberry blonde and cut in a sleek cap just past her ears, held back by pins) Near as I can tell, yes.

ALESANDER: Well then. It's a lucky thing I'm accustomed to madness.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>[quote]Noah: And the plot. Or lack thereof. (pause) I don't say 'thereof'. That's not in my daily vernacular. Neither is 'daily vernacular'. You're making me sound like Cambridge. [/quote] 

XD 

Trig, to Emily: Linguistics not the strong suit, remember? (grins at Moore)

Moore, to Roisin: Don't worry. We haven't all gone quite that crazy yet. 

Arthur: (look of annoyance crosses his face at Ronan's question, opens his mouth, then shuts it and gets up, walks outside)

Obi, to Alesander: Of course she is! This just hit you?</description>
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      <author>murphyslawyer</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>EMILY: (laughing) Oh, I think you've more talent for words than you give yourself.

ROISIN: (watching Moore skeptically) You're sure?

RONAN: (glances after Arthur, shrugs) I suppose not, then. (To Obi) You're not concerned?

ALESANDER: (grins at Obi, laughs musically) Perhaps I was hoping I'd driven her into a frenzy with my presence.</description>
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      <author>ObiKimono</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Moore: (glances at Trig) I'm sure. 

Trig: (mouths to Roisin) That's what she thinks. (aloud to Emily) High praise, coming from you. Who am I to contradict a master?

Moore: (rolls her eyes) You don't seem to have much trouble contradicting me.

Trig: (straight-faced) I never contradict you. 

Obi, to Ronan: About what? (to Alesander) Remember, she's had Gideon in her head for years. I think she can handle you. 

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      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>ROISIN: (nods, pleased by Moore's answer; starts to scowl at Trig but giggles instead)

EMILY: (blushing slightly) Go on with you, I'm no master of words.

RYAN: Modest as a nun, you are, alanna. 

(Gideon rolls his eyes at Trig's comment; Cass starts to, but snickers; Emily smiles and watches the twins, who both giggle; Brenna smirks; Aedhan smiles ruefully; Iain chuckles; Caoihlinn smiles uncertainly; Gwen snorts; Alesander looks vaguely amused)

RONAN: (raises eyebrows and nods to Arthur outside) With your character, alanna. I do believe I've rather peeved him.

GIDEON: (flashes a quick grin in Alesander's direction) Touching, Obi.

ALESANDER: (smiling mischievously and winking at Obi) One can hope. It's a blow to the ego you are.</description>
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      <author>Drohd-b</author>
      <title>Re: Author Protest Complaint Thread</title>
      <description>Addie: *sobbing* droh, what were you thinking??!!!!  You let my dad live?  Really?  And I would /never/ say anything like that!

Emma:  Yeah, what she said.  and oh by the way, since when have i had a brother?  or have addie and i been best of friends?  or have i been willing to tell her all my deepest secrets inside a week?

Carver:  Hey, you said I only had one line!  What's this male lead character stuff?  And STOP CALLING ME CARVER!  You yourself said that my peers called me that.  and you know you aren't one.

Addie:  Ca-uh, Mr. Carver, damn you droh, now i have to call him "mr. carver"!!!  and if i'm reading the future correctly...god, i just heard about how my fiance died, i don't need a new boyfriend yet!

Nicki:  So she does it to you too, huh?  I was just stopping by, having been almost KILLED in the fourth book of my own series, and dating my boyfriend's best friend while my true love just stood by and watched.  And have you ever seen a less realistic break-up?

Chris:  Really, Nicki, is that how you think of me?  I'm just your boyfriend's best friend?

Nicki: well, now you're my boyfriend's brother.  feel better?  at least i'm not saying ex-boyfriend.  I never say that, thanks to droh.

Jon:  Hey, nicki, couple things to say here.  first of all, thanks for calling me your true love.  *nicki blushes*  secondly, if you'll believe this, you have a lot more freedom than most characters.  when you let your true self show, droh doesn't remove it.  but chris, honestly, you should feel ashamed leading her on to believe that you were some amazing kid until the FOURTH book when you finally showed her that you were some dumb thickheaded teenager.  But she really does give you a lot of freedom.

*general agreement*

Droh: *enters* *smiles at jon* *discreetly passes him $100*

Nicki: *noticing the exchange*  you snakes!!!  droh, did you know that jon accepted bribes?

Droh:  dogammit!  now i have to add that to one of his books...</description>
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      <description>MURPHY: (eyeing the proceedings, an interested gleam in her eyes at the exchange)

BRENNA: (idly playing with a dagger, smirking) Don't even think about it, writer girl.

MURPHY: (pouting) Dammit.

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      <description>Trig, to Emily: Oh, I see what you're doing. What is your semantically superior name for your proficiency, then? Or are you master of something else?

Moore (at "contradict"): (folds her arms and tries to look disapproving)

Obi: (pulls out a marshmallow and tosses it at Gideon) Appease your wounded ego with this. (to Alesander) You're just figuring this out now? O.o (to Ronan) Oh, well, I recently lectured him about starting arguments. Told him if he can't keep his mouth shut then to leave the room. Apparently he's taking my advice. But oh! (snaps fingers) I forgot--here she comes now. 

(Arthur is sitting on the bench outside, glances up when someone approaches, then jumps up and stares)

(Enter Casey: Streaked hair, short skirt, painted toenails. Looks around, smiles to herself, then faces Obi) What did you want?

Obi, to Murphy: You see my dilemma. 

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      <description>EMILY: (laughing) Ignore Ryan and let the matter drop; I won't contest it. I'm wanting something.... (bites lip, tries to decide)

RYAN: (amused) Chocolate?

EMILY: (nods) Well, yes, but there're so many options...

RYAN: (chuckles) I'll surprise you, then. (stands up, holding her hand; kisses it, then lets her go and walks to counter)

GIDEON: (catches marshmallow and raises his eyebrows at Obi) And when exactly have you seen me eat one of these things? Besides, it was that one (nods to Alesander) who said his ego was wounded, not me.

CASS: (eyeing the marshmallow) Well, if you don't want it, I'll take it. (plucks it from his hand and pops it into her mouth, grinning)

ALESANDER: (to Obi) Merely stating it to prove what I'd suspected. You quite enjoy being as cruel as you are. (grins)

RONAN: (nods) Ah, I see. (starts to look back to book, glances up when Casey enters. One eyebrow lifts slightly then he turns back to the book)

(Ryan is at the counter, waiting for his order; turns, looks at Casey, raises eyebrows and shakes his head, smiling to himself, before winking at Emily and turning back to the counter)

BRENNA: (glancing up, taking a firmer grip on her dagger; mutters) Somebody wanna let her know half her skirt is missing? I don't have the heart to embarrass her.

AEDHAN: (lips twitching, putting a finger on the flat side of the dagger to lean it in the other direction) She doesn't look like a threat to anything except a man's sensibilities, Mary Brenna.

BRENNA: (snorting) Yeah, I know. You guys lack enough sense as is.

MURPHY: (grinning, looks to Obi) Do I ever. My, my, my. </description>
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