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Title: Freaking Tree Magic
Author: silvercaladan 
Fandom: Gundam Wing/Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 1616
Challenge: #79 -- Desert
Rating: Kish
A/N: First person viewpoint is limited, remember, by what the main character knows. Spoilers for GW through Ep 11. Duo runs into an interesting rebel, and starts a beautiful friendship.




( Killing allies is bad business. Particularly when said allies have access to a legion of pretty girls...  )

Or not, as the case may be.

HOLY SHIT ITS A LIVEJOURNAL.

Well kids, its been a fun 6 months or so since my last post. S_D is no more, and god only knows what my friends list looks like now. I'm still addicted to fanfic, but apparently not to writing it anymore, oh well. I think I might turn this into a rec journal... we'll see. First I need to finish that freaking layout I've been working on foreverrrr cuz the blank slate is starting to get to me.

I'm currently vacationing in Chicago, where it is SNOWING, WTF. I walked through sleet and flurries and slush and it was a new experience for me. We don't get that in Lousyanna or Texas.

Well, cross your fingers, maybe I won't forget this exists this time. :)

Hey kids! Hello from the tribal aftermath of Hurricane Gustav.

We still don't have power in my apartment, and its going on six days now. Classes start tomorrow, and if i still don't have power, I might cry. I will definitely break out the tears if we still don't have power when Ike hits. That's just being cruel.

This is just a quick post to let ya'll know everyone survived, all's well that ends well, etc. Am jacking internet from a friend's apartment, but like four other people need the interbutt too. Adios all! Detailed post to come later!

Hello from Hurricane Gustav!

It hits in a few hours, Baton Rouge is a ghost town, and I've been partying all night with the booze and the news. Watched the National Guard roll in, and waved at news crews. They waved back :3. Yay hurricane parties! Talked to drunk hobos looking for shelter in our parking garage. Cooked most of the food in our refrigerator in anticipation of blackouts. Waking up in five hours to make sure we haven't died by then. Five people in my two-person apartment! All of our cars are second floor or higher. Volunteered to work in the PMAC tomorrow through Wednesday with evacuees. No curfew here, thank goodness. No school til Friday! Hope all the bullshit the news is spouting is wrong. Cat 3 isn't that much to worry about, at least 70 miles inland its not. Hope it doesn't stall and dump more than two feet; then we're in trouble. Is glad they didn't evacuate, no matter what happens here. Getting stuck on the road during a hurricane in the middle of a marshland is completely dangerous, almost as much as having your 15 year-old car break down in the middle of same marshland because of 19-hour delays. Walmart was closed, that was a new one! Sheriff sitting outside telling everyone to go the fuck away. It was empty, anyway. Tornado warnings out in Denham Spring, and moved all my tech things off the floor or into waterproof containers.

Hope it isn't that bad for Nola. Two of the people on my couch are from there, and will be extremely depressed if it disappears completely. I personally couldn't care less. Cool for the history and all, but its such a shithole. So dirty, homeless, and very, very Louisiana. Needless to say, I've got a truck, and if people need rescuing? I'm there. Full tank, 60 miles away? I'm not staying home, this time. Gunna do whatever I can.

Sleep safe, Livejournal. I'll still be here in the morning, come hell or high water. Don't worry so much, I was born and bred for this. :D

Title: Delinquent
Fandom: Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 1576
Rating: R (for excessive drug use)
Summary: Every so often there was the rogue, the anti-hero, the good soul with a veneer of dirt.
A/N: Let's all look at me destroy the naivety! My friends do it with the SWAT and the pr0n, I'll do it with the drugs. XD. PS: Chip and Xander are a lot of fun to write.

Title: Facsimile
Author: silvercaladan
Fandom: Gundam Wing/Danny Phantom
Word Count: 3525
Challenge: #12 -- Orange
Rating: Rish
A/N: First person viewpoint is limited, remember, by what the main character knows. There's a lot of hints in this fic, for those of you that want to find them, but trust me, it all makes sense. Also, woo! Blood! Finally.

So I've ranted to anyone who would listen about how I am convinced the fifth and sixth Harry Potter books were just... really, really bad fanfic I'd read once and never thought about again.

I thought JKR had gone off her rocker, that she'd completely lost all sense or sight of her characters, and that she had resorted to the kind of writing Dan Brown enjoys.

I hate Dan Brown with the burning passion of a trillion stars.

Oh my god.

The seventh book. Is. Amazing.

There are no words.

I just. Wow. JKR, you really got your shit together for this last book, y'know? It was concise, tightly written, and the action never stopped coming. Dude. Its... a masterpiece. An amazing conclusion. A bit spotty in parts, but eh, that's what fanfic is for XD.

Go grab a copy, now, and spend your next 8 hours or so reading it. It's... beautiful.

WHY?!

GAH. THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID. I totally woke up all early and bushy-eyed and junk, and I got dressed and printed out the tickets and even grabbed ponchos and little baggies to keep my phone in! I called my carpool and woke them up and hopped in the car and was on my way all on time and shit...

and then the radio informs me that WARPED TOUR IS CANCELLED.

WHAT THE FUCK, PEOPLE?! It's just a little fucking rain, for christ's sake. It's not like its the first time I've been thundered and poured on in search of good music.

It's postponed until tomorrow, inside Reliant. FUCK. I WAS READY FOR IT TODAAAAAAAAAY......

*whines*

Title: Naturally Rational
Fandom: Power Rangers Ninja Storm
Word Count: 1198
Rating: PG
Summary: Romance and love don't exist. They're, at best, societal creations. At worst, a misleading fantasy.
A/N: I've never written NS fic before. And wow! A canon romance. I'm so odd. Am I actually getting soft in my old age? Tori/Blake.


( Romance is ugly. It is full of missteps, misunderstandings, and outright arguments... )

For those of you that aren't my facebook friends, I present ZOMBIE DAY EXTRAORDINAIRE

I sat out on the parade grounds in the shade eating a tuna sandwhich and reading 1984.

I had an epiphany on page 42.

"it struck him as curious that you could create dead men but not living ones."

I think the universe is trying to tell me something.

"Comrade Ogilvy, who had never existed in the present, now existed in the past, and when once the act of forgery was forgotten, he would exist just as authentically, and upon the same evidence, as Charlemagne or Julius Caesar."

Title: Generally Imperfect
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Word Count: 689
Rating: PG
Summary: You see, I need to draw...
A/N: Dark, unhappy Danny on the verge of mental breakdown. My muse is an angsty one.


( Don't bury me... I'm still not dead yet... )

Title: Denial Comes Not in Spades, but Floods.
Fandom: Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 1300
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Whoever spread the rumor that magic was an orderly, clinical discipline is probably living out their last years looking for the corner of a circular room.
A/N: So Udonna totally just made this entire fic canon. Oh Udonna, if this is to be your one and only use this entire season, at least it was a good one. Also, snarky omniscient narrator warnings, and said narrator has a rather intimidating and quirky vocabularly.


( But I'd forgotten that magic works in many ways; not just waving a wand, but also in ways of the heart... )

Nostalgia: When you find the present tense and past perfect.

Spent most of the night finding that. You know, there aren't that many quotes to express depression or melancholy. Sadness was too general a topic. <3

Also, I discovered that two of the actors from Shaun of the Dead are in episodes with the Ninth Doctor. Shaun's mom is Harriet Jones, and Shaun is the Editor from Satellite 5. There might be more I don't know about, lol. The BBC is fun. Also, one of the actresses in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I think the lady who hands out candy to kid!Wonka, is definitely that alien lady who becomes the mayor of that place. You know what I'm talking about.

Title: Comrade
Fandom: Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 1174
Rating: PG-13
Summary: I might be scared shitless, but that’s brotherly love for you.
A/N: So as I was transcribing Code Breakers, this fanfic decided it needed to be written. So here you go, 1174 words of philosophical Chip. There are no lyrics for the inspirational song, as I can't actually find any online. The song is a very upbeat gypsy punk one called "Not a Crime" by Gogol Bordello.



( I’m putting myself up against the ridiculous odds because I have to... )

Title: Self-Conscious
Fandom: Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 512
Rating: PG-13
Summary: First kisses are always inescapably awkward...
A/N: 512 words of fluff. Inspired by one of those tell-all late-night female discussions, and a new boyfriend. I hate myself for writing this. No, really I do.

( Please don't go away... )

Title: Soundtrack
Fandom: Power Rangers Mystic Force
Word Count: 2415
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Don't delude yourself; tea is not the cure for all ills. Chocolate is.
A/N: Birthday fic for itsbuttery. See what you've done, you monster? At least its long and pretty. Well, girl-pretty, anyway. Lots of touchy-feely-ness, which is a little unusual for me. Angst alert.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ARROW!


( There is no soundtrack for crushing guilt... )

HAPPY SATAN DAY

Yea. That's it. I'm done.

Ah. People are so stupid. I love it.

( Oh dear )

So you’ve taken the fall. You’ve posted your first attempts at fanfic on fanfiction.net, or dipped your toe into the much smaller lj circle. But you’re not getting reviews! Obviously, no one likes your story, right?

Wrong

They just aren’t reading it.

Getting people to actually read your stuff is half of the battle. You have to have good writing and a plot, of course, but the readers are never going to appear if you don’t draw them in through a good title or summary. The outside matters!

Yes, I know that your teachers and parents try to tell you that it doesn’t matter, and you shouldn’t judge by the cover blahblahblah [insert feel-good crap here].

They are WRONG.



( Books are ALWAYS judged first by what is on their cover... )