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thistle_dear December 23 2009, 19:57:05 UTC
Ah Jareth. Master of the Labyrinth, can reorder time and turn the world upside down, but he can't wire his crystals for sound. Note to goblins: the King might enjoy a book on lip reading for Christmas. :D

I want a singing, strutting, seductive Goblin King in a bordello jumpsuit for Christmas. :( Alas, I'll probably just get money.

Which is fine, as getting a singing, strutting, seductive Goblin King in a bordello jumpsuit also means getting an irate, toe-tapping, skillet-wielding Sarah. And that's just one too many possible concussions.

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Yay for post!! ladygwain March 12 2010, 19:20:00 UTC
Yay for you posting this, *glomp* and Yay fro friending me... have a cookie!!! yeah I need to get NAB on my Lj soon!!! and continue writing it.... as soon as plot bunnies for other fic's and fandom's leave my head!
but yeah Cheers for friending me I feel Privalaged!

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sursum_ursa January 25 2012, 13:49:37 UTC
"Jareth grimaced. “It appears that not all my problems can be solved by donning leather clothing.”

The voice looked at him in horror. Bite. Your. Tongue."

I actually snorted. Honest-to-goodness porcine-like snorting.

Love this. (Also, maturing as a writer just means your crack gets crackier. Well known fact.) :D

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