Round 17, Hour 5

[lolmac]

*orders up a midnight buffet of writerly pasta, cookies, and musecakes*

Also herring.  For the penguins.  And in case we need to cut down any trees.  Alien herring, of course.

Round 17 Hour 8

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

Morning! I'll be your mod for the next few hours. How goes the writing for everyone?

Round 17 Hour 9

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

So I had complete timezone fail and started posting early, but handily it turned that isdon_isgood9 was having internet issues that hour, so it balanced out. Looks like hir internet is still misbehaving, so here's this hour's post.

How goes the coffee drinking and wip battling?

Round 17 Hour 10

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

So I think I'm finally back in the correct timezone, how's everyone else doing?

Suffering from time dilation? Drinking coffee? Eating Breakfast?

Round 17 Hour 11

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

Another hour gone, how are we all doing?


(Nope I'm not being distracted by my knitting, not at all, why do you ask?!)

Round 17 Hour 12

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

Another hour gone, how are we all doing?


(slightly late due to being distracted by actual writing!)

Round 17 Hour 13

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

Hour 13, over a quarter of the rush is done, how are we all doing?

Round 17 Hour 14

[glinda-penguin.livejournal.com]

My final hour before the baton passes on...

How has it gone?

Round 17, Hour 7

[isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com]

 So I'm taking over this hour whilst fighting ninja penguins who are trying to take over my muse. But enough about me, tell me about you. How goes the writing? :D

Round 17, Hour 21

[lolmac]

It was dark (somewhere in the world, at least).

It was light (somewhere else in the world).

It was cold, and it was warm.  It was quiet, and there was far too much noise.  Everything was under control; everything was dissolving into chaos. 

The one thing, the only thing they all had in common was the writing:  words, phrases, sentences.  Paragraphs that flowed together like streams of sweet honey, chapters that sang in rainbow chords of joyous or awe-filled or dreadful experiences.   Writing that triumphed, writing that shivered in despair, writing that struggled to find a voice, writing that waited patiently until research was completed and it could be set free.  The writing . . . and the penguins.

They were there, they are here.  Surrounding us, hyperdimensionally.  The soft click of beaks that you can almost hear.  The bright sheen of sable and snow you can nearly see.  The intent focus of small, black eyes you can nearly swear you sense behind you. 

Penguins, it turns out, are avid readers.  They're waiting.

What are you writing for them? 

Round 17, Hour 22

[lolmac]

Some of us are sleeping, some of us are researching, some of us are even (gasp!) writing.

And some of us are kicking back, watching television and wondering about the Kentucky Derby.

Yet the penguins are ever with us, to cheer and inspire.

Share what you're doing this hour!

Round 17, Hour 15

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Welcome my friends to the show that never ends...

...okay, alright, it will end in 33 hours, but in the meantime, how's the writing going?

Round 17, Hour 23

[lolmac]

Only one hour remains of the first day of the 17th Round of FicRush.   And a dreadful revelation must be made.

Mere hours ago, before she could take up her moderating duties,lolmac  was kidnapped by the Time Chicken, in a fruitless effort to deprive our beloved penguins of her writing --and yours, my friends, and yours.

But a recent message assures me that she has managed to escape and will return to post at the next hour.  And thus I may as well confess that this post, and the two previous posts, were made by her spouse emmelisa .   

But between us all, we have kept the writing going and the penguins reasonably content.  So, good for us!

Round 17, Hour 26

[dbskyler.livejournal.com]

Hello! I'll be your host for the next few hours. I just got home after being away all day, so I don't know what's been going on in the 'rush. So, tell me! How are the ninja penguins? How's the Time Chicken? How's the alien fish? Anything new I should be on the look-out for?

Oh, and how's the writing going?

Round 17, Hour 16

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Hour 16 is brought to you by Write Moar, the organisation for writing more.

I'm being useless and ignoring the call, though.

Round 17, Hour 24

[lolmac]

Ooo!  It's Hour 24!  The halfway point is in sight!

And yes, this is me, Beth, safe at home after my harrowing experience with the Time Chicken.  Don't ask for details, please.  Or mention the word 'gizzard'.  Augh!  Gizzard!  Anyway, Mac and the ninja penguins finally rescued me, leaving an intangible mouse to confound my erstwhile captor.

So how's it going, other than that?  I have a faint hope that I might actually manage to write something today!

Round 17, Hour 27

[dbskyler.livejournal.com]

Is this really me, or is this a drunk ninja penguin posting as me? There is no way to know for sure.

But if you happen to have some herring and vodka available, send them on over. Because dbskyler loves herring and vodka. Always has. If drunk penguins also like herring and vodka, that is merely a coincidence.

Now write that fic! I need something to read once I'm through skateboarding.

Round 17, Hour 17

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Go on. Write about the mystical properties of the number 17.

I dare you!

Round 17, Hour 25

[lolmac]

Halfway through!!!

Who's still here?  It's been very quiet.  Did the Time Chicken get you too?  *is worried*

Round 17, Hour 28

[dbskyler.livejournal.com]

We've had ninja penguins, Time Chickens, and emus. But you know what we haven't had yet?

The Fanfic Flamingo!

What is the Fanfic Flamingo, you ask?

Click here

or here

or here.

Or check out the whole archive.

(Warning: The Fanfic Flamingo may cause addiction. Do not operate heavy machinery around the Fanfic Flamingo. Do not skateboard. Do not cross with emus, especially emo emus, and most especially armed emo emus from the armory. If the Fanfic Flamingo is in the company of ninja penguins, approach with caution. Herring is not a guaranteed outcome of reading the Fanfic Flamingo. Your results may vary.)

Round 17, Hour 18

[pitry.livejournal.com]

The penguins are out there!

Round 17, Hour 19

[pitry.livejournal.com]

The penguins are in here!

Round 17, Hour 29

[dbskyler.livejournal.com]

This is my last hour hosting for this round, unless isdon_isgood9 vanishes due to lack of internet access.

So: Come on, Hour 29!!!!! Write those words! Go, go, go!!!!!!!!

Herring for all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Or alien sentient jellyfish. Your choice.

Round 17, Hour 20

[pitry.livejournal.com]

We are your new Penguin Overlords. Surrender now, or be destroyed.