Round 26, Hour 44

[pitry.livejournal.com]

...Wow. Tough crowd.

So everyone's been nibbled to death by cats bonsai giraffes?

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[thisbluespirit]

I'm here (or almost, anyway) and feeling slightly more human than I have all day. I haven't been nibbled to death by anything, though, and don't know where all the other fic_rushers went.

[pitry.livejournal.com]

It's just you and me against the giraffes, I guess! That's what happens when you put them in pots and water them.

We'll just have to make do! Question is, do you feel human enough to barricade the doors?! :D

[thisbluespirit]

I'm afraid I had to go and lie down after posting that comment. I just need to find something quiet I can do online until I can go to bed!

So, I'm afraid you'll have to stand alone against the giraffes. The bards will sing of you. In Welsh and they will have bardic names* and it will be epic.

If that is any consolation.

*The bards, not the giraffes.

[thisbluespirit]

Actually, it is really unusual for it to be this quiet at this point in the 'rush, isn't it?

*worries*

Did they have an apocalypse and not tell us?

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Ooooh :( Well, you've been very productive this weekend! You deserve to go and lie down and stare at the internetz. (hmmm. Although, one may argue this fic_rush IS quiet...)

[pitry.livejournal.com]

What happens if the giraffes have bardic names?

And Welsh is the perfect language to sing of how I stood alone and failed...

[pitry.livejournal.com]

Just like me. To miss the apocalypse cos I was busy writing. Hmpf.

[laurie-ky.livejournal.com]

I was writing! I got too wrapped up to stop and check in.

Epic, sad, everybody dies, ballads are like crack to me.

Laurie