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Introduction-thing consisting mostly of the Author [ Sam/Demontale ] and her Muse [ Ainmire ]. This is basically to let you know that the upcoming fanfic NEVER really happened, but is only a figment/dream of Rejalyn's imagination. Kays?
Author: Alrighty, this concerns Rejalyn Athenlar as the main character.
[ there is a pause that goes uninterrupted for a short while ]
Muse: --AND??--
Author: Oh yea! Heh..
Muse: --You don't have an attention span disorder I don't know about, DO you?--
Author: Heh.. Oh, gods no. I was just thinking. I tend to not TALK when I THINK. Otherwise I'd be thinking out loud, and you wouldn't want that, Ainey- Say, Rejal hasn't thought of a good nickname for you yet, has she?
Muse: --'Fraid not.-- [ quickly changes subject back to original context ] --Anyhow..you were saying??--
Author: Right.. Rejal is the main character here, for the most part, I guess. The other day when I was typing in my Deadjournal ( http://www.deadjournal.com/users/demontale/ ) I got off subject-
Muse: -- [ gasps ] Imagine!!--
Author: [ glares at Muse and makes a threatening hand-motion which with be left to the audience's imagination and continues ] - At which point I started talking about my cool grandmas (okay, well, one cool grandma, but I'll talk about the other cool grandma later, kays?). And then I said I hoped I'd be a cool grandma someday..and that got me thinking..
Muse: -- [ gasps ] You?! Thinking?! On YOUR own?!--
Author: [ makes yet another had motion, but stops midway and shrugs ] With some help from Ainmire here, who will soon get a nickname that will render him helpless when uttered... [ glares ] Anyhow..back on topic about cool grandmas.. I started thinking about what Rejal would have been like if she'd had a chance to marry and have a family of her own and have children and grandchildren.
Muse: --THAT SCHIZOID? You're going to let her have a dream-fantasy-fic that actually lets her have offspring?! Goddess. . .don't let them near guns; if they do, may the Fates have mercy upon this earth.--
Author: [ raises eyebrow ] You done?
Muse: -- [ recoils ] I hate it when you do that.--
Author: What? Arch my eyebrows? Why??
Muse: [ laughs insipidly ] --Well. . .while your parentals may find it hilarious because YOU can't seem to do it right or look mildly serious, I find it rather odd looking. Which, whenever you. . .nevermind. . .I'll shut up while I'm ahead.--
Author: You do that. . .good choice. ANYHOW. . .this is a TOTAL different lifetime. Inwhich Rejal never leaves Alahar in her damned days of youth, ends up marrying Tahlet (who never has to chase after her and thusly, never becomes a shapeshifter), ecetera ecetera.
Muse: --You have such an. . ./odd/. . .way with words.--
Author: Huh, and I /almost/ found /that/ flattering. . . Ah well, let's get on with it, eh?
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Introduction-thing consisting mostly of the Author [ Sam/Demontale ] and her Muse [ Ainmire ]. This is basically to let you know that the upcoming fanfic NEVER really happened, but is only a figment/dream of Rejalyn's imagination. Kays?
Author: Alrighty, this concerns Rejalyn Athenlar as the main character.
[ there is a pause that goes uninterrupted for a short while ]
Muse: --AND??--
Author: Oh yea! Heh..
Muse: --You don't have an attention span disorder I don't know about, DO you?--
Author: Heh.. Oh, gods no. I was just thinking. I tend to not TALK when I THINK. Otherwise I'd be thinking out loud, and you wouldn't want that, Ainey- Say, Rejal hasn't thought of a good nickname for you yet, has she?
Muse: --'Fraid not.-- [ quickly changes subject back to original context ] --Anyhow..you were saying??--
Author: Right.. Rejal is the main character here, for the most part, I guess. The other day when I was typing in my Deadjournal ( http://www.deadjournal.com/users/demontale/ ) I got off subject-
Muse: -- [ gasps ] Imagine!!--
Author: [ glares at Muse and makes a threatening hand-motion which with be left to the audience's imagination and continues ] - At which point I started talking about my cool grandmas (okay, well, one cool grandma, but I'll talk about the other cool grandma later, kays?). And then I said I hoped I'd be a cool grandma someday..and that got me thinking..
Muse: -- [ gasps ] You?! Thinking?! On YOUR own?!--
Author: [ makes yet another had motion, but stops midway and shrugs ] With some help from Ainmire here, who will soon get a nickname that will render him helpless when uttered... [ glares ] Anyhow..back on topic about cool grandmas.. I started thinking about what Rejal would have been like if she'd had a chance to marry and have a family of her own and have children and grandchildren.
Muse: --THAT SCHIZOID? You're going to let her have a dream-fantasy-fic that actually lets her have offspring?! Goddess. . .don't let them near guns; if they do, may the Fates have mercy upon this earth.--
Author: [ raises eyebrow ] You done?
Muse: -- [ recoils ] I hate it when you do that.--
Author: What? Arch my eyebrows? Why??
Muse: [ laughs insipidly ] --Well. . .while your parentals may find it hilarious because YOU can't seem to do it right or look mildly serious, I find it rather odd looking. Which, whenever you. . .nevermind. . .I'll shut up while I'm ahead.--
Author: You do that. . .good choice. ANYHOW. . .this is a TOTAL different lifetime. Inwhich Rejal never leaves Alahar in her damned days of youth, ends up marrying Tahlet (who never has to chase after her and thusly, never becomes a shapeshifter), ecetera ecetera.
Muse: --You have such an. . ./odd/. . .way with words.--
Author: Huh, and I /almost/ found /that/ flattering. . . Ah well, let's get on with it, eh?
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