So we're taking kind of a break during the month of November, if you guys haven't noticed. Both of us are doing NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month, where we... um... write a novel in a month. (Pretty self-explanatory, and kind of redundant, huh?) :-) Anyways, we're using this to work on our own writing projects, so updates might be a bit sparse. There's a few chapters in reserve, though, so those will get posted.
Any of you guys doing NaNoWriMo, by any chance?
STOP FLAMING! i gat you! If somon dide its ther own fault!11111111111 I DON'T CAR!
WELL, I DON'T BUS! Geez.
I STILL SHIP VEHEMENTLY. WHY ARE WE SHOUTING?
AWKWARD IF WE WERE REALLY YELLING RANDOMLY. For you who haven't caught on yet, we do these during math class. Sue us. Actually, don't. I'm broke. But Ashe is fair game.
Don't Mary "Sue" us either. We like being normal(ish) people. And hey!
That is... that is terrible beyond words.
1111111111111111 nobody cares is that dumb person dide!1111111111111111
CHAPter 41: Dekeorations
I showed them the rite way to fix up the dekeratins.
I love the copious amounts of detail she puts in this story. Seriously, I can tell exactly what she's doing! *insert sarcasm. Lots of sarcasm*
Oh, I love putting up dekeratins. They're my favorite.
'LUKe her dumbledorfs,
"I am your father, Dumbledorfs!" Because that's not awkward at all.
this is ho u do it!''''''''' I shoted ata them.
Whoa there, calm down. I think Jo needs anger management.
Imagine her running into the Great Hall, and screaming "THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT!" And throwing stuff, and putting up decorations, and marching out like the Mary Sue she is. Although if someone came up to me and was all like, "I have no idea how to put up this paper spider," I might get slightly annoyed, too.
Then sumbody ran up!
IT WAS….
If she says Hamlet or some derivative of it I swear to the gods...
OPRA! SHE HAD ESCAPED FRUM PRIZIN!
Okay, not Hamlet.
I love how I was thinking it was an ok badfic for not insulting real people and then, bam, insults all around.
You jinxed it, Nacht.