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So I was reading a whole mess of fic yesterday, and came across a meme that I’m going to viciously steal in an attempt to get back to writing. Because I have a block right now about writing, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tell stories, because lord, can I ever. So.

Ask me to tell you a story. Any of my fandoms, crossover, or AU will work, pretty much — like, “Tell me about that time MCR were actually all girls and Frank Iero was the hottest lesbian ever,” or “Tell me about Legolas and Gimli sailing off into the sunset together,” or “Tell me about that time Lee Jordan became Minister of Magic,” which is technically Jezz’s story, but whatever. Hit me!

(Fandoms I’m in/have been in, for reference and in no particular order: Harry Potter, Buffy, Metallica, Guns ‘n Roses, Popslash, My Chemical Romance, Firefly, Lord of the Rings, the new BBC version of Robin Hood, (World of) Warcraft (it is too a fandom, hush), Space: Above and Beyond, assorted comic books, mostly X-Men and Cable&Deadpool, plus some Boostle, new Who, and, um, several I’m probably forgetting. And hell, I can probably tell you a non-fandom story too, if you want. Seriously, hit me!)

Crossposted from Sleepless in Scotland. Comment here or there.

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So apparently being a girl means it's highly surprising for me to do tech support. Good to know!

Also, I still don't know what I'm writing for NaNo. Am so fucked. And on top of everything else (still don't have my new debit card), my hip hurts and is making it impossible for me to sit down for any amount of time.

Somebody kill me, please?

Crossposted from Sleepless in Scotland. Comment here or there.

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( Big Brother blathering time! )

In other news, I just received ( the best flame ever. )

You all need to go here and take part in the Week Of Weasleycest.

Current Mood: flame!
Current Music: Steve Harley - Make Me Smile

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My horoscope for today: It will be all too easy for you to fall headfirst into work and forget about anything that even remotely resembles fun, recreation or leisure, but don't. It's true what they say about all work and no play, and besides, you have your reputation to think of. You're supposed to be the most fun-loving, lighthearted amd downright chipper sign in the zodiac. Give yourself at least a couple of hours off to keep your sense of humour and joie de vivre intact.

... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Heeeee. Heeheehee. *wipes tears from eyes* Eheheh ...

Also, feedback I received from ff.net this weekend:

this may be a bit late, but i vote for more!

The story in question? Chris. Which was written in 1999, as noted in the header, published on ff.net in November 00and last updated in January 2000. A bit late? Riiiiight. o_O

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Bryan Adams - Everything I Do (I Do It For You) (...shaddup)

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Should I be amused by this? Review submitted by someone for Gold and Steel over atff.net:

Should I be gentel, or harsh? Harsh. This is one of the worst pieces of crap I have read!

*snort*

Current Mood: amused

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*pokes Draco* Be mean! Go kick something!

Draco: "Um?"
Melle: "I'm trying to write that drabble for Silvia! Be mean! Go kick Harry or something."
Draco: "Um. No?"
Melle: "Why not? You like violence!"
Draco: "I like being violent to others. but I know that Silvia woman, and she likes self-inflicted violence, and no."
Melle: "You do realise I'm the writer, and what I say, happens, right?"
Draco: "Oh, try me."
Melle: "Very well, I will."
Draco: "This ought to be goo--" *walks into wall*
Melle: *smug grin*
Draco: "Oh, bugger."

( And now, we survey! )

... Still bored. Damn.

Edit: Um, brain? Care to tell me what's up with the random "Oliver only graduated in time because he gave teachers sexual favours" bunny? o_O

Current Mood: bored

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Oh, excellent! I made someone like reformed!Draco. Score! :D

Current Mood: awake
Current Music: Wolfe Tones - Boys of the Old Brigade

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I was in a rather blah mood, but then I read my silverlake-f mail and someone actually feedbacked Evitar!!!

Woooo! *thwirls like Draco* *sparkles like Oliver*

I hereby publically and officially commit myself to feedbacking seven stories a week, or every story I read, whichever comes first. *nods*

Current Mood: squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Current Music: Wolfe Tones - On the One Road

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Melle: *eyes Harry and Draco* Cut it out, you bitches.
Harry: "What? I'm not doing anything."
Draco: *tries to look innocent*
Melle: "Don't even try it, Draco Malfoy. The day you manage to pull off a convincing innocent face will be the day I join a convent."
Draco: "Bugger."
Melle: "I'm not writing this."
Draco: "Why not? I like it."
Melle: "Because it's uncomfortably close to V's Someday Not Today, and because it's stupid and cliché'd, and what's with the fucking chess board, and also, I know you, you're liable to drag me along for another semi-epic, and NaNoWriMo starts in ten days and I'm lucky enough to've finished Evitar in time and speaking of which, wasn't that enough for you? You got to blather at me for almost 2,800 words and--"
Harry: "Er, Melle?"
Melle: "WHAT?!?"
Harry: "Breathe?"
Melle: "I'm breathing, I'm breathing. This is me, breathing. All right? Just. Tell your fucking boyfriend over there to cut it the fuck out."
Draco: *smirk*

Current Mood: AAAAARGH!
Current Music: Assorted Christmas Carols, in head.

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Sofie is a retinal implant that comes in seven different colours, follows you around and is slightly hallucinogenic.

*laughs hysterically* They know me so well!

Lee is a pudding that has a built-in alarm clock! It disposes of kitchen waste.
Melle: "A PUDDING! Ahahaha!"
Lee: *eyes George* "Kitchen waste, hm?"

Marcus is a hi-fi that looks bigger than it really is!
Oliver is a fax machine that stays sharp forever! It comes with its own storage kennel and traps mice in a humane fashion.
Melle: *cracks up* "There. Are. No. Words."

Edit: Howling. With. Laughter.

Snape is like a normal pot plant, but it recites haiku.

Current Mood: No words.
Current Music: None.

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( A musiverse entry. )

Current Mood: insane
Current Music: The Wildhearts - Hate The World Day(Still in head.)

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Knees: "Ow!"

Harry: *sulking, because I've told him that no, he's not allowed to throw a temper tantrum at Justin*

Lee: "Blablabla Quidditch blablablabla George"

Terence: "Mmmm, Weasleys."

Muses: *cmoplete and utter silence*

Current Mood: Going for a nap.
Current Music: Mmmmm, nap.

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Dear Terence

Shut up, get naked, and get on with the threesomeness so I can finish this story!

Love,
Melle

Edit: *dies* Finished. Fuck. Finally!

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Music: Bob Dylan - Highwater

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Squeeee!

I got flamed! For writing a missive demading people write me smut!

*dances*

Current Mood: thrilled
Current Music: Levellers - The game

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Scene: HP Room. Asorted people hanging around the fireplace. Melle: *storms in* "You fucking bitches!"
Muses: "?"
Melle: "Could either of you gentlemen explain this, please?" *points at head, around which a flock of plot bunnies in Quidditch uniforms are zipping along on broomsticks, giggling*
Muses: "Bwahahahaha"
Melle: "It's not funny!" *glare of death*
Marcus: "Wow, impressive glare. Are you related to Snape?"
Melle: "Don't. Even." *grabs bunny*
Bunny: "At last, when the Irish team had left the box to perform another lap of honour on their brooms (Aidan Lynch on the back of Conolly's, clutching hard around his waist and still grinning in a bemused sort of way) ..."
Melle: "I am not writing random-character-slash!"
Oliver: "Well, no, but it's a nice image."
Marcus: "Hm, yes. I mean, there's no telling we won't ever play on the same team, for whatever reason."
Oliver: "And win."
Marcus: "We'd be good together."
Melle: "Bitcheeeees!" *stomps out*

Current Mood: stupid muses
Current Music: Counting Crows - Colorblind

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Um. Ahahah! So I finally got round to checking ff.net for some reviews again, and this review was left for my Fred/Em more than a year ago:

You are a sick and twisted wierdo. You must have had a screwed up childhood to even think of this sick stuff. What the hell is your problem? I do hate you but not quite as much as the other twats who write in this as you are a lesbian and you did make your story slightly more interesting than those other losers do. However why gay sex. Please can someone normal write a story in the near future so i do not start off my day feeling ill and wanting to vomit.

Um. okay. One: Bwah! I've had a sick and twisted childhood! :D Two: Being a lesbian makes me less hateworthy than other slashers? hey, that's discrimination, dammit! Three: Ahahahaha! I made someone want to vomit!

Current Mood: proud of self
Current Music: Oasis - Hello (Unplugged)

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*raises hand* Can I go home now, please? *drops dead*

I want to make an SDB T-Shirt. I unearthed my T-Shirt transfer paper this week, and I'm sure I can locate some glitter glue stuff to put on and around it. Hm. What picture to use ...

Also! Dammit, Lucy, your photocard entries are rubbing off on my muses. Now I have a punkmuse in my head who's mocking SDBs. Oi.

Johnny (Rotten) : Bloody 'ell. Who dresses these kids?
Melle: Don't ask. Honestly. I blame Lou.
Johnny: Who?
Melle: Their ex-manager. Makes M*lc*lm look like a saint.
Johnny: Woa. That bad?
Melle: Malcolm never made you guys do underage porn shoots.
Johnny: *considers* True. *eyes pictures* Hey, he's cute.
Melle: Who?
Johnny: *points at Justin* Him.
Melle: Eeek?
Johnny: Isn't his birthday on the same day as mine? We should throw a belated party or something.
Melle: *weakly* ... Eeek?
Johnny: *grins, wanders off towards the SDB Dept. of Melle's brain*

Um. Well. That sure went to hell in a hurry!

Melle: *stares at PPDR* *whimper*
ChrisPuppet: Eh?
Performance and Personal Development Review: "3. Performance Targets -- List your agreed objectives and timescales for achievement. Describe progress on each objective."
Melle: *groan*
Sparkly Dancing Boys: *are hot*
Melle: *ignores PPDR in favour of SDBs*
PPDR: *snarls, attacks*
Melle: Eeek! *feels guilty, works on PPDR a little*
Touchy Boylove: Read meeeeee!
Melle: Oooh! *reads*
PPDR: Ahem. *taps foot*
Melle: Um, right. *works*
Photoshop: Open me!
Melle: ... What for?
Photoshop: *throws crackbunny at Melle*
Melle: Bwahahahahaha! Yeah, that's hilarious. *opens PS* Ack! No! *closes PS* I am strong! I can resist!
Photoshop: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

And so it goes ...

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Melle: *glares at Nick*
Nick: Okay, now what? I did exactly what you asked! See? Two scenes, all done.
Melle: U-huh. David is your halfbrother?
Nick: Er, yes?
Melle: And it didn't occur to you to tell me this before?
Nick: ... No? Why?
Melle: Gee, I dunno. Maybe because I've spent two months trying to work out David's reasons and motivation for what he did, and this little tidbit of information would've helped a lot?
Nick: *shrug*
Melle: Bitch. And pick a goddamn last name! All three of you!
Nick: Eh.
Sean: How about Carter? "Nick Carter" has a nice ring to it, I think.
Jesse: *giggle*
Melle: *glare of death* You're not funny.
Jesse: How about Ashira?
Melle: Oh no, you don't. This is my one non-fanfic universe that isn't somehow based on E&S, and I'm going to keep it that way!
Jesse: Um. Brother named David? Fucked-up family relationship? Sound familiar?
Melle: ... *realisation dawns* *groans* *rests head on arms*
Jesse: *snicker*
Melle: *muffled voice* I still refuse to call you Ashira. Tell my your last name, and it'd better be a normal one!
Nick: Okay, okay. It's Kelly.
Melle: Nick Kelly?
Nick: *shrug* Irish roots.
Melle: I see. Sean?
Sean: Raush.
Melle: Jesse?
Jesse: Teele.
Melle: Finally! You're all still bitches, btw. Now go chill out and make sure you're back here by the time I get off work.

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Melle: *mutter*
ChrisPuppet: ?
Melle: I am displeased!
Garfield mug: *is not to be found*
Melle: Dammit! I've had that thing for five years! I hope nobody broke it.
ChrisPuppet: :(
Coworker: Um. *holds up mug*
Melle: Thief!

Blah. Am not in very good mood today.

Linz' sentence is gonna be decided today. I so hope she gets the minimum sentence. *crosses fingers*

It's looking right cold out, which means I'll prolly not be able to go outside and write during lunch break. Le bah! Must think of some place to go sit and write in peace for an hour.

Argh! Why is my friends page all in Times New Roman over here, while it's Arial, as it's supposed to be, at home? Bitches!

*eyes PhotoShop* Hmski. Campus!Joey? Poster for Shine? Or something else? I could make some more icons. And I could make some of the London pictures into icons. Oh! Right, I can make a squee! icon. Muah! Yay project!

Am v. random. Also v. boring. Am trying to not lose self into the Blood on the Tracks JuNi story. Mmmm, bitterness. Also, I really want people to write Dylan songfic. Dammit.

My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: Bob Dylan - Love Minus Zero(In head.)

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Melle: *stares at Breckin in complete and utter horror*
Breckin: What?
Melle: I. Refuse. To slash. Larry. Flint!
Breckin: But think of the chemistry! Think of the meta-ness of it all!
Melle: Think something else. I'm not writing it, and that's final. Now get ouf of my office before I call Kevin to throw you out.
Breckin: *pout* Fine, then, be that way.
Melle: *rubs temples* I need aspirin.

Current Mood: stupid muses

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Insomnia, work angst, and fangirl squee

Story time! Come sit at my feet and I’ll tell you a story!

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Talking back to the voices in my head

Voices in my head

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Hey, at least it's not Rod Stewart!

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