Hello, everybody! This is The Marmalade Cat here, and before you read my
story, I just want you all to know why I've rewritten Nightcrawler and the
Terrible Memory Machine. I just didn't like it! It was totally not up to
my ususal level quality of work, and I apologize to all the readers that
actually DID like it, but I PROMISE YOU, this story is going to be
SSSSOOOOOO much better...
I want this ficlet to totally move you, to intrigue you, maybe even flutter your heart or make you cry. I'm a total novice that rarely even goes on the internet, but lately, I've had this strange urge to write, and so, here I am. I've become smitten with a certain blue elf, and I think he's just the sweetest thing!
Whoah! Snap back to reality! In real life, however, I'm terribly in love with a very special boyfriend, and so you can pity him for having being forced to deal with me and my strange(yet surprisingly appealing) ways. And no, he doesn't know about this story. I would totally die of embarrassement if he found out I was posting a story over the internet about the X-MEN.
But what can I say, its not like I do it often! Hell, up until a few weeks ago, I didn't even have an e-mail address, so forgive me if I mess up or take to long to post this.
I'm just a crazy sixteen year old with a certain creative flair, and an affinity for a good old yarn. Flaky? Nah, just flamboyant. There is a difference, I can assure you.
Well, here goes nothing!
Enjoy the new and improved Nightcrawler and the Terrible Memory Machine ! (=^_^=)
(Oh yeah, and by the way, don't you dare even think of TRYING to sue me. Nightcrawler and the X-MEN belong to Marvel (c.) But all original characters are MINE! Sucks to be you! Also, if you read, you'll judge, so just try to be a nice critic. I'm totally open to friendly suggestions, however. Just remember that you can flame me, but if you do, I'll flame you ten times back! Ta-ta!)
I want this ficlet to totally move you, to intrigue you, maybe even flutter your heart or make you cry. I'm a total novice that rarely even goes on the internet, but lately, I've had this strange urge to write, and so, here I am. I've become smitten with a certain blue elf, and I think he's just the sweetest thing!
Whoah! Snap back to reality! In real life, however, I'm terribly in love with a very special boyfriend, and so you can pity him for having being forced to deal with me and my strange(yet surprisingly appealing) ways. And no, he doesn't know about this story. I would totally die of embarrassement if he found out I was posting a story over the internet about the X-MEN.
But what can I say, its not like I do it often! Hell, up until a few weeks ago, I didn't even have an e-mail address, so forgive me if I mess up or take to long to post this.
I'm just a crazy sixteen year old with a certain creative flair, and an affinity for a good old yarn. Flaky? Nah, just flamboyant. There is a difference, I can assure you.
Well, here goes nothing!
Enjoy the new and improved Nightcrawler and the Terrible Memory Machine ! (=^_^=)
(Oh yeah, and by the way, don't you dare even think of TRYING to sue me. Nightcrawler and the X-MEN belong to Marvel (c.) But all original characters are MINE! Sucks to be you! Also, if you read, you'll judge, so just try to be a nice critic. I'm totally open to friendly suggestions, however. Just remember that you can flame me, but if you do, I'll flame you ten times back! Ta-ta!)