Round 35, Hour -32
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fic_rush_48The comm is now open! The Truly Epic Round has begun! Since it will be EPIC, let us begin with an invocation to the Muse.
O for a Muse of fish, that would ascend
The brightest giraffe of invention,
A kingdom for a screen, ninjas to act
And penguins to behold the alien scene!
Then should the bonsai’d Aardvark, like itself,
Reverse the polarity of hedgehogs; and at his heels,
Typing like mad monkeys, should drabble, vid and fic
Sing for their supper.
But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unfishlike spirits that have dared
On timey-wimey scaffolding to write
So great an epic: can this glowstick light
The tasty tropes of France?
Or may we cram
Within this forty-eight the very hours
That did unloose from time the wandering word?
O, pardon! since ten thousand drabbles may
Push wordcount to a million;
Then let us, ficcers to this great attempt,
On your imaginations do our work.
Suppose within the girdle of these screens
Is now confined the mighty internet,
Whose half-uplofty and unbuttoned front
The garrulous narrow-minded fill with blunders.
Feast now on the perfection of your thoughts:
Into a thousand words divide one zero
And make imaginary numbers;
Think when we talk of cookies, that you taste them
Crunched with coffee i’ the receiving cup;
For 'tis your pasta must now feed our hordes,
Writerly as it is; researching stuff,
Turning the nemesis of anyyear season
Into a plot bunny.
To better this supply,
Admit me Mod unto this gathering.
Now fangirl-like your LJ comm sits back,
Swiftly to write, gladly to read, our crack.
Write like the wind, my pretties! Write like the wind!
O for a Muse of fish, that would ascend
The brightest giraffe of invention,
A kingdom for a screen, ninjas to act
And penguins to behold the alien scene!
Then should the bonsai’d Aardvark, like itself,
Reverse the polarity of hedgehogs; and at his heels,
Typing like mad monkeys, should drabble, vid and fic
Sing for their supper.
But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unfishlike spirits that have dared
On timey-wimey scaffolding to write
So great an epic: can this glowstick light
The tasty tropes of France?
Or may we cram
Within this forty-eight the very hours
That did unloose from time the wandering word?
O, pardon! since ten thousand drabbles may
Push wordcount to a million;
Then let us, ficcers to this great attempt,
On your imaginations do our work.
Suppose within the girdle of these screens
Is now confined the mighty internet,
Whose half-uplofty and unbuttoned front
The garrulous narrow-minded fill with blunders.
Feast now on the perfection of your thoughts:
Into a thousand words divide one zero
And make imaginary numbers;
Think when we talk of cookies, that you taste them
Crunched with coffee i’ the receiving cup;
For 'tis your pasta must now feed our hordes,
Writerly as it is; researching stuff,
Turning the nemesis of any
Into a plot bunny.
To better this supply,
Admit me Mod unto this gathering.
Now fangirl-like your LJ comm sits back,
Swiftly to write, gladly to read, our crack.
Write like the wind, my pretties! Write like the wind!
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:15 pm (UTC)Hmmm... writerly ravioli or writerly fishsticks? I used up the vanilla custard previously (it does oddly taste quite good with fishsticks, or else I don't taste fish the same way other people do. Always a possibility. I don't really taste chocolate, either.)
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 04:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 04:19 pm (UTC)You must supply your own maniacal laughter, however.
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:31 pm (UTC)Maniacal laughter warming up... maniacal laughter in 3, 2, 1...
EHEHEHEHEHEHE!
Well, not quite what I expected, but it'll do. :D
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:15 pm (UTC)Lo, I am Sid, and shall on this day undertake Big Banging whene'er yon Muse decrees that it shall be so.
I might do a little modding, too. *squees*
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:20 pm (UTC)Hmmm, that may not have come out quite as intended.
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:23 pm (UTC)*Stilted, Trite, Inane words
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 04:48 pm (UTC)Careful, this may be a trick question!
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 04:54 pm (UTC):-)
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 05:03 pm (UTC)LOOK WHAT I HAVE. I made a set of fic_rush-appropriate icons and five of them are yours! And five are
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:04 pm (UTC)Who's this Assorted person, then?
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:11 pm (UTC):D
Ow, now I have the hiccups from giggling. *goes to fetch orange juice*
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Date: 2012-11-22 04:56 pm (UTC)Which begs the question (not to ignore the rest of your impressive opening), how does the wind write?
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 05:45 pm (UTC)Disclaimer: I live in England, of course it's raining.
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:50 pm (UTC)(Disclaimer: I live in the central US. It's not raining here. I just wanted to use the icon, because it's never been so appropriate before. *g*)
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:59 pm (UTC)Something just went bang outside, fingers crossed for aliens...
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Date: 2012-11-22 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 08:22 pm (UTC)Me, too, which is probably why we are sharing similar weather. ;-)
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Date: 2012-11-22 08:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 08:40 pm (UTC)But I want to be the little Brit with the house built of bricks who doesn't get eaten by the Wolf, is that okay?
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Date: 2012-11-22 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 10:03 pm (UTC)Breezily.
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:11 pm (UTC)*shoves Yuletide fic back to the end of the line*
That is one fine and epic poem, kudos! :)
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Date: 2012-11-22 05:19 pm (UTC)