Mel the Redcap

Tagged by Jo!

1. Go to page 77 (or 7, or just hit pagedown 7 times) of your current ms.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written.
4. Ignore the fourth line because most of the authors I know online have already done this. XD Anyone who wants to, consider yourself tagged. :)

And of course there's the question, which one counts as my current manuscript? O_o;; Perhaps I should do all of... no, no, if I do this with all my things-in-progress it'll be a post and a half. Two posts. Insane, anyway. Here, you get stuff kind of at random, then, including a fic or two I haven't posted on my LJ before. :P

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WM Chapter 25:
Synopsis: c'mon, you know this one. :D

"...I'm checking the closet."

Trowa had been right. It was the least-- hm. ‘Offensive’ wasn’t quite the right word, Heero decided, glaring at the rest of the outfits; none of them were exactly offensive, really. The ones that incorporated lace into their designs came close... Ah. That’s the word I want. It’s the least infuriating choice available.

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The Original Thing:
Synopsis: Er... everyone needs to try to write a fantasy novel, right?

Arn laughed, a short mirthless bark, and lifted his stump slightly. "Too late; their favourite warning's already come true." Packrat winced, but didn't leave, and after a moment he managed a thin smile. "It's not like I was getting any rest in there. When they weren't yellin' at me, I was wondering what new use-name I'm gonna get stuck with. Arn the Arm? Lefty?"

"At least you were left-handed already," she offered. If he was determined to verbally poke at his own fresh wound, she wasn't going to try shielding him.

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Cats & Dogs:
Synopsis: Ryouga meets Inuyasha's big brother, at a point where Fluffy-sama is having a bad few hundred years.

So... I try not to rub it in, without being too obvious about it.

Yeah. Right. Like I’ve ever managed tact in my life!

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I’m disgusting, Sesshoumaru thought, feeling his skin crawl as he realised just how dirty he was. I stink. I probably smell bad enough that even a nose-blind human can tell, and even if I don’t, he only has to look at me to see the wretched state I’m in!

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Chibi Evil:
Synopsis: All Dogmatix's fault, like so many of my other fics. ;) Inuyasha meets Detective Conan meets Weiss Kreuz.

They’d fought Naraku in the mountains, in youkai-haunted territory, far from anywhere humans would go without a damn good reason. There hadn’t been a human village for miles, let alone a city. There definitely hadn’t been a city like the one that filled the whole valley, lapping up the hills in waves of bricks and wood, glowing with light and buzzing with sound even from this distance...

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Viridan and Hathmelor (Interlude):
Synopsis: World of Warcraft. A blood elf and a worgen meet and become friends. Together they fight crime the Scourge! (And their so-called allies, sometimes...)

"Oh, for--" Hath pushed her away and flopped back onto the camp bed, blade-bearing hand draping across his eyes. "Look. Go talk to Commander Korfax and ask him to tell you about the birds, the bees, the whips, the chains, and the lizards, all right? He--"

"The what?!"

"You heard me. He can explain it to you; it's his damn job to keep us all alive, including stopping us from killing each other."

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And just this once, I'm suspending the "no nagging" rule. Feel free to poke me in the comments if you want to see any one of these actually finished sometime soon, n'kay? ;)

Huzzah! There has been writing! And since these characters are better at elbowing the others out of the way to get my attention, I'm writing World of Warcraft ficcage. It should be understandable even by non-gamers, there's a glossary at the end for anyone who finds themselves terminally lost anyway, and I want to share... because these two have made it very clear that they're setting up shop in my head for the long term.

*ahem* There will eventually be pr0n. /facepalm

Warnings for the current part: a little language. Note to WoW aficionados: this fic takes place during Wrath of the Lich King, well before Arthas's defeat and Deathwing's little tantrum. :)



Viridan and Hathmelor

Part 1: ( Wherein Viridan learns to hate PUGs. )