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[Swith Witherward]

My own project and other projects at work have kept me away. Never fear, the fennec keeps me informed. I can't count the number of times I've been awoken by cackles and squeals. I raise my bleary eyes and shout "WHAT?" to hear in reply, "Slobo said this, then Agy said that, and now someone is doing this..."

For fuck's sake, it's 2 AM, shut up Swith!

I had my revenge yesterday. We call it "Asian Market Day". If she can guess what it is, she can eat it - otherwise, it's mine and I don't share.

I bought a coconut for Swith, along with starfruit, mangosteen and something she dubbed "green melon". I thought I'd stumped her. Alas, she already experienced starfruit. She didn't know what to make of the mangosteen although she could identify it. The coconut amused her for five minutes or so, although she had no idea how to get inside it. The "melon" was unrecognizable.

The melon. Such a beautiful thing.

"NO TOUCH!"

I put it on top of the fridge, the ultimate mind fuck for someone so inquisitive. No good guesses; googling for green Asian melons and veg didn't offer anything significant.


A half hour passed. I came up from the den and found her perched on the kitchen stool like some brooding vulture awaiting the melon's untimely death. She was glaring at it and then chose to glare at me as I made tea. I couldn't take much pleasure in our habitual East vs West game, not when she was already mentally hindered by her endocrine system. I felt badly about the whole mess.

I brought it down and shook it next to her ear. "Here. Slobo and Agy will know what it is."

She didn't believe me. The "melon" didn't have "fur". She continued to frown at me until I opened it and poured out the water (she declared it "nasty") but there was little doubt remaining: it was, in fact, a young coconut.

East, for the win!

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

My own project and other projects at work have kept me away. Never fear, the fennec keeps me informed. I can't count the number of times I've been awoken by cackles and squeals. I raise my bleary eyes and shout "WHAT?" to hear in reply, "Slobo said this, then Agy said that, and now someone is doing this..."

For fuck's sake, it's 2 AM, shut up Swith!

I had my revenge yesterday. We call it "Asian Market Day". If she can guess what it is, she can eat it - otherwise, it's mine and I don't share.

I bought a coconut for Swith, along with starfruit, mangosteen and something she dubbed "green melon". I thought I'd stumped her. Alas, she already experienced starfruit. She didn't know what to make of the mangosteen although she could identify it. The coconut amused her for five minutes or so, although she had no idea how to get inside it. The "melon" was unrecognizable.

The melon. Such a beautiful thing.

"NO TOUCH!"

I put it on top of the fridge, the ultimate mind fuck for someone so inquisitive. No good guesses; googling for green Asian melons and veg didn't offer anything significant.


A half hour passed. I came up from the den and found her perched on the kitchen stool like some brooding vulture awaiting the melon's untimely death. She was glaring at it and then chose to glare at me as I made tea. I couldn't take much pleasure in our habitual East vs West game, not when she was already mentally hindered by her endocrine system. I felt badly about the whole mess.

I brought it down and shook it next to her ear. "Here. Slobo and Agy will know what it is."

She didn't believe me. The "melon" didn't have "fur". She continued to frown at me until I opened it and poured out the water (she declared it "nasty") but there was little doubt remaining: it was, in fact, a young coconut.

East, for the win!

Is it wrong that the picture scared me?

[Monfrox]

My own project and other projects at work have kept me away. Never fear, the fennec keeps me informed. I can't count the number of times I've been awoken by cackles and squeals. I raise my bleary eyes and shout "WHAT?" to hear in reply, "Slobo said this, then Agy said that, and now someone is doing this..."

For fuck's sake, it's 2 AM, shut up Swith!

I had my revenge yesterday. We call it "Asian Market Day". If she can guess what it is, she can eat it - otherwise, it's mine and I don't share.

I bought a coconut for Swith, along with starfruit, mangosteen and something she dubbed "green melon". I thought I'd stumped her. Alas, she already experienced starfruit. She didn't know what to make of the mangosteen although she could identify it. The coconut amused her for five minutes or so, although she had no idea how to get inside it. The "melon" was unrecognizable.

The melon. Such a beautiful thing.

"NO TOUCH!"

I put it on top of the fridge, the ultimate mind fuck for someone so inquisitive. No good guesses; googling for green Asian melons and veg didn't offer anything significant.


A half hour passed. I came up from the den and found her perched on the kitchen stool like some brooding vulture awaiting the melon's untimely death. She was glaring at it and then chose to glare at me as I made tea. I couldn't take much pleasure in our habitual East vs West game, not when she was already mentally hindered by her endocrine system. I felt badly about the whole mess.

I brought it down and shook it next to her ear. "Here. Slobo and Agy will know what it is."

She didn't believe me. The "melon" didn't have "fur". She continued to frown at me until I opened it and poured out the water (she declared it "nasty") but there was little doubt remaining: it was, in fact, a young coconut.

East, for the win!

Swith, please! There are children in this thread! Won't someone think of the children?!

[Fvaarniimar]

Due to the technicality...
*waves childishly at Swith and Cer*

[Fraire]

I've decided that perhaps I am not ready to be back in PL. Unless I change my mind, I'll probably not be back in this. Sorry.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Really weird shit happens when you get dragged into a Google+ flamewar.

I am now the moderator of an MLP OC group. And by OC I mean the self-inserts with unnecessarily dark pasts.

[Torsiedelle]

Really weird shit happens when you get dragged into a Google+ flamewar.

I am now the moderator of an MLP OC group. And by OC I mean the self-inserts with unnecessarily dark pasts.

Reminds me of "Welcome to Fanfic. net"

"Tap into your "inner Japanese" and use an online translator to give your character a name that reflects their personality, like "Beautiful", or "Blossom", or "Shadow the Hedgehog."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Really weird shit happens when you get dragged into a Google+ flamewar.

I am now the moderator of an MLP OC group. And by OC I mean the self-inserts with unnecessarily dark pasts.

Reminds me of "Welcome to Fanfic. net"

"Tap into your "inner Japanese" and use an online translator to give your character a name that reflects their personality, like "Beautiful", or "Blossom", or "Shadow the Hedgehog."

... I'm horrible but I used to do that for my characters, except with Spanish and French. I still do, but now I just butcher the spelling so it looks like a non-existent culture. I'm trying to improve.

[Swith Witherward]

I sent Turtleboss to point out Marcus' location. He'll be out cold inside the tent.

A bare tent with grass floor. You'd need to haul him out if you wanted the inside to become anything.

[Germanic Templars]

[Swith Witherward]

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[Germanic Templars]

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I would more say a more of a union or a committee.. They won't as they are told unless I get them something. And that something is Mountain Dew, but seeing it is 1 in the morning, nothing is open.

[Swith Witherward]

You need to stock a mini-fridge for late nights.

[Germanic Templars]

You need to stock a mini-fridge for late nights.

All I have in my fridge that is drinkable is milk and water.

But I see....Maybe later.... Maybe get it from the dollar store cause I am cheap like that.

[Swith Witherward]

I'm surprised you're up so late! Insomnia sucks when you can't sleep and have writer's block.

[Germanic Templars]

I'm surprised you're up so late! Insomnia sucks when you can't sleep and have writer's block.

It does indeed. Cause the mind is in a limbo between being tired to where you can't think, but being wired to where you can't sleep... So despite this unfortunate event, I am watching Two Towers Extended Edition again just cause...

[Swith Witherward]

It's a good movie. Might give you some ideas for where to go with characters, too.

[Germanic Templars]

It's a good movie. Might give you some ideas for where to go with characters, too.

Well the first one gave me the idea for the event between Superbia and Lucius (though granted that entire rushed scene turned out rather flawed, imo), so yes this one might. Already have ideas on a larger scale, but in terms of character development, it is a bit moot.

[Swith Witherward]

You has to give a reply to TNEL so he's not totally stalled. He only has one character.

[Germanic Templars]

You has to give a reply to TNEL so he's not totally stalled. He only has one character.

I know, but muh brain.... It cannot compute

^This is a lie.... Half lie.... I can, but it would turn out crap and don't want to do that. I so far only crunched out one sentence.

[Swith Witherward]

Better to wait then.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

You has to give a reply to TNEL so he's not totally stalled. He only has one character.

Bah, I'm patient. I'm working on a second character now though I'm stuck in that "what the hell is this character gonna be" phase in perpetuity.

[Cerillium]

Good morning PL.

Should return this afternoon. Promised my kiddo a daddy/daughter day however, and that always takes priority.

I'm fine with Marcus remaining TKO longer.

[The Carlisle]

Gonna post in the afternoon. Busy for the next two hours...

[Tiltjuice]

Gonk.