Strong Bad had been at a loss for a party theme. He wracked his brains. He asked himself the classic WWSCD (What Would Senor Cardgage Do?). No matter how he strained, he couldn't think of anything great enough to top the Entrapment All Up On the Moon dance he'd crashed back in Free Country, USA. Then, one afternoon, musing on this problem and ( Read more... )

The Secrets Board had left Josh bewildered. The people of Hogwarts appeared to think that:
a. he looked like " one fugly mofo" as a child,
b. he was endlessly sobbing, by the sheer number of people writing "such and such makes baby Jesus cry", and, most disturbing of all,
c. he was some sort of sex object.

There was only one logical conclusion: the ( Read more... )

I'll be gone until Monday for a weekend-long theology course. Sorry for the inconvenience this may cause! But here are logical excuses for my character's absenses ( Read more... )

((ooc; I have gotten the muns' approval for ceremony.))

Josh was quite happy. Not only was he going to be performing a wedding, but his dad had promised to drop in, and Levi the Pirate Bunny, whom he'd received as a birthday present from the Flying Spaghetti Monster, was having a delightful time hoping around the wedding tent that Josh had set up. ( Read more... )

Dear Mr. Christ,

I was going to start this with, "You don't know me," but if you're what you're supposed to be you probably do. Anyway, my husband and I want to get married--- formally, I mean; we already got married once but that was private because he was being fa kuang about people not knowing about us but now he's not and we want to get ( Read more... )

( Warded to read as a Cotton Mather hellfire-and-brimstone sermon to anyone else )

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It wasn't the strange sensation of being in someone else's body that woke Damien up. It wasn't the long hair, the sudden appearance of facial hair, or the pain in his hands and feet. It was being undeniably, sickeningly, pitifully human. Damien sat bolt upright in bed, knowing at the core of his being that something was not right. He hurt, and ( Read more... )

Jo had spent most of the morning hiding in her room. She wasn't terribly happy about not being in her own body, although at least in her opinion, whoever this was was decidedly prettier.

Then the prefect announcement was broadcast ( Read more... )