So I answered the door in my housecoat just now, because apparently I am physically incapable of ignoring the doorbell in case someone needs actual help. It was a nicely-dressed fellow with a clipboard. I assumed a sales pitch
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Mwuahaha! Can't go wrong with ninjas in the night! (Or at least a nice little riot or overly-aggressive crowds of reporters, as that might fit with the plot a little tidier. *g*) That's exactly my concern. I'm used to hating my words while I'm writing them, but I'm generally not bored!
And now I resist the urge to go 'omg, your icon! So beautiful!' because I do that every single time you use it. XD
Man, if you just injure one of your characters you can shit out a cavalcade of words describing a) the injury in the first place and b) the subsequent problems it causes. Merely slapping a few "limping a little" and "stepped on his right foot, swore, and leant back on his left" in can really accumulate.
Mwuahaha, let the first round of Break The Narrator begin, eh? I sent my main fella into the fray pre-wounded this year from a hit-and-run (thus breaking my usual tradition of plowing over at least one of the narrators somewhere around Nov 15th when the real hatred kicks in), but that just makes him easier to mess with, really.
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And now I resist the urge to go 'omg, your icon! So beautiful!' because I do that every single time you use it. XD
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*Grins* You'll be happy to know, I was just thinking of the last time you were pleased by that icon when I posted my comment. Ha. *pets Hermione*
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Heee! Awesome!
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Also: *cheers you on*
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(Thank you! Man, I'm having trouble getting ethused!)
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infection.
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