Disclaimer: I do not own Winding Circle, or any of its people and/or
places/things/other, but wish they'd visit. Based on (and with permission!
Stay back minions!) Camilla Sandman's OFUM. Here's hoping I can live up to
her and the authors of all the other stories I worships' standards.
And thank you to Elvea, who is a fantastic beta-reader! Smooches and
chocolate for you. Or just chocolate, your choice ^ ^.
Chapter one: The form
Shawna covered her mouth with her hand, fighting back sleep.
Must, not, fall, asleep, she thought, trying to keep her eyes open. So, close..... Her fingers were typing furiously, even as her eyelids felt weighed down.
Sandry's blue eyes burned into Briar's gray-green ones. She leaned in closer, and—
"Can you believe what she's making us do?" she asked. Briar grinned.
"I know. Just because we all love each other, they think it means we're in love."
"Stupid fanwriters."
Shawna blinked. What the— There was a tinkle of glass behind her, and she whirled around.
A small dragon made out of glass, with 'Kisobu' etched in gold on its side stared at her. It did not look happy. At all.
"I've lost it, haven't I," she said. "I am now seeing small glass dragons." A wad of papers dropped into her lap, and a glass claw scratched her hand. "Ow!" She glared at the glass dragon. It glared back. She looked down at the papers.
Congratulations! You have been accepted into The Winding Circle Temple of Fanfiction. Come to Winding Circle, located near Summersea, to learn more about this wonderful world, and how to write of the peoples more accurately. Take your pick from a wonderful variety of classes, and enjoy your stay. Please fill in the following:
Name:____
Penname on ff.net (if have account):___
Sex: M/F/other___
Race: human/mage/other___
Age: 10, 10-12, 13-15, 16-18, 18
Favorite Character: ____
Favorite Type of Fanfiction: slash/AU/Mary-Sue/Crossover/Self-insert/other (please specify)___
Preferred Pairing(s): ____
Have You Read Any Books Relating to Winding Circle? Yes/No
Really? Yes.../...yes
If Yes, Which Ones? Circle of Magic (1,2,3,4)/The Circle Opens (1,2,3,4)/all
Have You Read Any Books Relating to Tortall? yes/no
If Yes, Which Ones? ____
Have you created a Chime? (if yes, specify) No..../......no/no?/yes
Have You Ever Written a Mary-Sue? Yes/No/NO!!/noooo...
Are you sure? Yes/No/um.....yes?
Really? Yes..../....yes
If You Have Written One, Are You Proud of That Fact? Yes!/No *sniff*/should I be?
Lust Object If Any (may name more than one): _____
Reason For Applying: ___
Really? Yes.../....yes
Any Ir/Rational Fears (please specify)? ____
Do You Believe Magic is a Tool That Can Be Wielded For Good or Ill Depending on the Person? Yes/No
Which Would You Use It For? for the good of all mankind/Evil!hehehehehe.../to lure in (name of lust object)! lol
Really? Yes.../...yes
Please give the forms back to the dragon when finished. We await your arrival. -Miss DL
Shawna shook her head. This was too weird. She flipped through the papers. Yup, too weird, definitely too weird.
"No way," she said, shoving the papers back at the glass dragon. The dragon growled with a sound like glass shards going through a blender. "All right," she snapped, taking them back. "Can't believe I'm arguing with a figment of my imagination," she muttered as she picked up a pen. The dragon flew around the room a few times as she filled out the forms, occasionally causing Shawna to snap, "don't go near that!" Finally she was done, and shoved the papers at the dragon once more. It took it, making sure the girl got a couple paper-cuts in the take-off.
"Ow!" she yelped, nursing her hands. The dragon snorted and took off out the window. "Well, that was a weird hallucination," she said, saving her story and shutting down her computer. "I'm sleeeepy," she murmured, sliding into bed.
Imagine her surprise, waking up in a boat.
Let's hope her shrieks and yell did not deafen those aboard.
Note: If you wish to enroll, simply fill out the form. But please e-mail it to me, I won't pay much attention if you do it in the review. Or, worse, I will pay attention, and take special notice. But reviews would be nice. Constructive criticism please, though flames might be interesting. And preferably no "OMG! I love it!!1 keep wrighting!". While flattering, they offer no help whatsoever, and if you happen to be enrolled, will lessen my opinion of you.
Chapter one: The form
Shawna covered her mouth with her hand, fighting back sleep.
Must, not, fall, asleep, she thought, trying to keep her eyes open. So, close..... Her fingers were typing furiously, even as her eyelids felt weighed down.
Sandry's blue eyes burned into Briar's gray-green ones. She leaned in closer, and—
"Can you believe what she's making us do?" she asked. Briar grinned.
"I know. Just because we all love each other, they think it means we're in love."
"Stupid fanwriters."
Shawna blinked. What the— There was a tinkle of glass behind her, and she whirled around.
A small dragon made out of glass, with 'Kisobu' etched in gold on its side stared at her. It did not look happy. At all.
"I've lost it, haven't I," she said. "I am now seeing small glass dragons." A wad of papers dropped into her lap, and a glass claw scratched her hand. "Ow!" She glared at the glass dragon. It glared back. She looked down at the papers.
Congratulations! You have been accepted into The Winding Circle Temple of Fanfiction. Come to Winding Circle, located near Summersea, to learn more about this wonderful world, and how to write of the peoples more accurately. Take your pick from a wonderful variety of classes, and enjoy your stay. Please fill in the following:
Name:____
Penname on ff.net (if have account):___
Sex: M/F/other___
Race: human/mage/other___
Age: 10, 10-12, 13-15, 16-18, 18
Favorite Character: ____
Favorite Type of Fanfiction: slash/AU/Mary-Sue/Crossover/Self-insert/other (please specify)___
Preferred Pairing(s): ____
Have You Read Any Books Relating to Winding Circle? Yes/No
Really? Yes.../...yes
If Yes, Which Ones? Circle of Magic (1,2,3,4)/The Circle Opens (1,2,3,4)/all
Have You Read Any Books Relating to Tortall? yes/no
If Yes, Which Ones? ____
Have you created a Chime? (if yes, specify) No..../......no/no?/yes
Have You Ever Written a Mary-Sue? Yes/No/NO!!/noooo...
Are you sure? Yes/No/um.....yes?
Really? Yes..../....yes
If You Have Written One, Are You Proud of That Fact? Yes!/No *sniff*/should I be?
Lust Object If Any (may name more than one): _____
Reason For Applying: ___
Really? Yes.../....yes
Any Ir/Rational Fears (please specify)? ____
Do You Believe Magic is a Tool That Can Be Wielded For Good or Ill Depending on the Person? Yes/No
Which Would You Use It For? for the good of all mankind/Evil!hehehehehe.../to lure in (name of lust object)! lol
Really? Yes.../...yes
Please give the forms back to the dragon when finished. We await your arrival. -Miss DL
Shawna shook her head. This was too weird. She flipped through the papers. Yup, too weird, definitely too weird.
"No way," she said, shoving the papers back at the glass dragon. The dragon growled with a sound like glass shards going through a blender. "All right," she snapped, taking them back. "Can't believe I'm arguing with a figment of my imagination," she muttered as she picked up a pen. The dragon flew around the room a few times as she filled out the forms, occasionally causing Shawna to snap, "don't go near that!" Finally she was done, and shoved the papers at the dragon once more. It took it, making sure the girl got a couple paper-cuts in the take-off.
"Ow!" she yelped, nursing her hands. The dragon snorted and took off out the window. "Well, that was a weird hallucination," she said, saving her story and shutting down her computer. "I'm sleeeepy," she murmured, sliding into bed.
Imagine her surprise, waking up in a boat.
Let's hope her shrieks and yell did not deafen those aboard.
Note: If you wish to enroll, simply fill out the form. But please e-mail it to me, I won't pay much attention if you do it in the review. Or, worse, I will pay attention, and take special notice. But reviews would be nice. Constructive criticism please, though flames might be interesting. And preferably no "OMG! I love it!!1 keep wrighting!". While flattering, they offer no help whatsoever, and if you happen to be enrolled, will lessen my opinion of you.