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 1) Give me a pairing.

2) Give me an AU setting.

3) I will write you a three-sentence fic.


Ran out of my room at half five in the mormning in hysterical tears. Now I am not usually that much of an overly emotional person. But FFFFFFFF. I woke up, hearing a scratching noise in my room. I thought it was my dog. Looked doen at the floor  (I have a bunk bed for space) door closed, no dog. Got creeped out, thought there were rats in my room, so I get down the ladder with my phone light on. Nothing. I turn around and there is a spider the size of my palm with legs thicker than matchsticks on the wall NEXT TO MY BED WHERE I HAD JUST BEEN. It was so big it made scratching noises as it scuttled. Burst out of my room in tears, scaring the daylights out of my dad who was up for work.

Hate spiders. Urggghh.

also, I sense I will be teased about this until I go back to uni. Also, also, may sleep in the spare room.

Date: 2011-09-08 10:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
DDDDDDDDDD: oh my god that is literally the most horrifying thing I've heard in a long while

spiders are disgusting

Date: 2011-09-08 11:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
they are :( worse yet, it is nowhere to be seen now, so an ambush might occur. Glad there is another arachnophobe around *shudder*

Date: 2011-09-08 01:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh dear lord, I think I would have had a stroke if that had happened to me D:

It's the worst thing when they disappear - in the words of Phill Jupitus: "it's a shame, because you can never use that room again. Ever."

And sod the teasing, this just shows you are perfectly sane and thus aware of how horrifying and evil those leggy bastards are.

Date: 2011-09-08 01:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you for the support on this :) Yeah, well, I've been hitting stuff in my room with a broom and no sign of it yet.... that quote is so so relevant and true. :( eeep

Date: 2011-09-08 02:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
My love of Phill Jupitus grew threefold when I found out he was a massive arachnaphobe, and I still recommend his bit about the categories of spider to anyone who's not scared of them as educational material (also, it's bloody funny, here if you've not seen it: :D

Solidarity is important in these matters! Hopefully the bugger has left your room in peace.

Date: 2011-09-08 06:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The thing is I always feel like such a stupid bloody girl when it comes to being scared of spiders. that is why I love it when men pipe up about being scared of them as well, so thank you for linking me to that!

Date: 2011-09-08 01:40 pm (UTC)
ext_9747: Zack Fair as a puppy, holding a frisbee in his mouth. (Default)
From: [identity profile]
D: The big tappita-tappita kind! D:

Date: 2011-09-08 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Yup. I had posters taped to my wall and it was so big it woke me up with the noise scuttling under it :(

Date: 2011-09-08 03:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Eee not fun =/

(Um... let's see Balthier/Vaan, road trip AU...?)

Date: 2011-09-08 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Balthier grimaces as the cart jolts over another accursed rock or cactus or whatever the hell would be out in the desert to roughen the ride. His shirt is tacky with blood; he still has his life and his wits, more than he can probably say to any of the other occupants of this miserable ride. “That looks bad,” he hears, and a sharp face peers down from the haybale he’s been leaning across – Balthier says nothing until the blossom of a cure sparks around him like misfiring synapses; he takes another look at the kid who reaches out a (fairly grubby,) hand and says, “I’m Vaan,” – to his own surprise, Balthier accepts.

Date: 2011-09-09 03:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Eeee! So much love! ♥

Thank you (:

Date: 2011-09-08 04:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*hug* I feel your pain. Ever wake up to see a spider climbing down right to your face? Yes, I screamed.

Date: 2011-09-09 07:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Utterly understandable *shudder*
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Date: 2011-09-09 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The chaos unfolds like a nebula, only nebulas never spit or cussed or screamed, and they never bled neither. Cussing up a storm Balthier kicked open the door to the hold, pushing the kid inside it – he barely looked back as he said, “stay low, stay quiet.” The last she saw was him pressing a kiss to the second mates shoulder before he ran into the fray; Fran looked back at the kid and kissed her knuckles at her, before toeing the door shut, so no-one would hear the slam.

Date: 2011-09-09 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Final Fantasy XII, main cast, Silicon Valley AU (where Dalmasca is a software company, Ashe is the heir to a Gates-esque fortune, Vaan is a CompSci genius, Basch is a master programmer, and Balthier is an electronic engineer.)


In three sentences? !

Date: 2011-09-09 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The monitor flashes stupidly fast as Vaan types code strings and passwords and whatever the hell he does to get paid, running his mouth at the same speed for which he doesn’t get paid. Ashe can see Balthier mouthing off at the corner of her eye, gesticulating at Basch’s computer with a screwdriver, while Basch himself half listens good-naturedly. The printer is smoking again and Vaan, even three feet away, looks guilty – Ashe sighs, presses a button on her blackberry and watches as Balthier turns his attention – and his screwdriver, on Vaan.

Re: In three sentences? !

Date: 2011-09-10 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oop, that anonymous comment was me. Please unscreen. <3

Re: In three sentences? !

Date: 2011-09-10 07:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
“And if we recalibrate the vertical engines, change the vibrations of the multifractual energy source and slide the plating back just right…” Balthier ran around the navigation room pulling things, shining his screwdriver and kicking the walls every so often. Fran nonchalantly leaned backwards onto a lever just so, and the alarms died down to an embarrassed silence – Balthier stared at her, screwdriver pointing at the ceiling, and said; “well, yes, or we could have done that, I suppose.”

(Fran as River song, yesss.)

Date: 2011-09-10 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Delita/Ovelia in any other non-Ivalice FF setting.

Date: 2011-09-10 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm afraid I've not played tactics :( but feel free to ask for another pairing, sorry.


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