| Chapter Six at last! |
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Yow. No updates since February. Sorry, guys, but this chapter's been well worth the wait. I promise.
So, without further ado...chapter six!
--Koster
Chapter Six
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[10 Feb 2006|08:24pm] |
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Um. Apparently there are people dedicated to claiming parts of us. O_o This is very disturbing.
*there is the sound of Koster running around screaming in the background "They have my shirt! They have my shirt!"*
Yeah, time to kill him now. Go here if you dare...because I'll kill you. Personally.
-Alec
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| Finally, GreenCat does something RIGHT for once. |
[07 Nov 2005|01:27am] |
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'Lo all, 's Dave. Until Cam puts it up, here's chapter five of PPC: Team Phoenix...enjoy! It's ridonculously long, though--in fact, it's so long it couldn't all fit in a LiveJournal post.
The long-awaited...CHAPTER FIVE!
Aaaaaaand Boromir just got into the Odde Tinge again. Pokker...I have to go fish him out of it...
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| Temporary setback |
[04 Aug 2005|01:33am] |
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My own tears. Why, God... |
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Uh, Toombs here. You know how we were supposed to have that chapter up? Well, GreenCat's computer broke and she lost some progress. Sucks, don't it? Alec says he'll kill her if she doesn't have it up by Labor Day. It would be sooner, but I think she's bribing him with the records of that top-secret "embed" mission.
[BEEEEEEEP!]
Oh, hold on, what's this--Oh. My. God. My childhood just died.
A Willy Wonka Sue. Named December Day, nicknamed Des.
I call this. I have rights. This is mine. So what shall we be this time, fellows? Oompa-Loompas? Because then we can sing one of those songs when we kill her.
Oooh, this is juicy. Until next time, this is David Toombs, newbie with a grudge, signing OUT!
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| After the massacre... |
[20 Jun 2005|08:22pm] |
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"Caverns" - GoldenEye 007 |
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All right, GreenCat says she'll post the new entry soon. Her so-called "real world" exams are taking up most of her spare time, which she says is really unfair because all of her friends are getting out of school already and she still has until Friday.
Of course, I've been bugging her (along with the rest of the Team) to get her butt back here. Word in the corridors is that she'll be putting some of her and Kitkat's mission logs public. First one's a really nasty DS9 Sue. Jahzara Bashir. The doctor's canonically-impossible "niece" who is "the Chosen One" of the Prophets. Bah.
The new stuff will be up shortly. We promise. ^^
--Patrick Miller, NOT Patrick Koster kthx.
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| Oh...dear...God/Prophets/Powers/Eru/Whatever/Bob/Mithros/etc... |
[13 May 2005|10:06pm] |
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Great A'Tuin up a pole! Patrick Koster reporting--it's a madhouse in here. I think Alec's gonna blow. We got a particularly bad assignment in...well, not his home canon, but rather his adopted one: Young Wizards. I'm hiding in the weapons closet with Kitty's laptop right now. He'll kill me if he finds me. Or make me watch King Arthur or something. *shiver* Anyway, I just hope--
*thump*
What was that?
*thump, thump, crack, splinter, crunch*
Give me the computer, Kos.
No. Wait your turn.
*coolly* Patrick Barry Koster, give me the computer.
*bravely* Or what?
Or this--
*sounds of a scuffle, a few shouted words in the Speech, and an agonized shriek from Kos.*
There. I don't think Cheese Whiz man will be bothering me for a while. Now where's the blasted link...ah. The Worst Day Ever by Ashgrl.
Songfics.
Simple Plan songfics.
Simple Plan songfics with the Lone Power.
*wrist-slitting motions* I'm afraid to check out the James Bond section anymore...and why is it named after him anyway? Why not make a series of movies about me? I'm much sexier.
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| I feel loved. |
[29 Apr 2005|09:09pm] |
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Heh. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) greencat3 drew a picture of me during her biology class. I feel so loved.
Check it out.
Not too shabby, if I do say so myself. Seems to be a scene from the last mission log that good ol' GC's editing and compiling, where I burst into Sickbay, guns a-blazin'...good times.
And in case you haven't figured it out, this is Alec. F00z.
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| Some days... |
[28 Apr 2005|05:51pm] |
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Some days I wonder why I even do this job. It's not like I had a choice or anything; I mean, one minute I was getting shot, the next I was smacked with a frying pan and woke up in PPC Headquarters. It's just a never-ending cycle of missions and (very little) off-time. I just want to go back, waltz through Rivendell, breathe the air of Gondor without having to keep my bow strung and eternally seeking a Sue to kill.
But then I have a reality check. Wake up, Boromir. Canon needs you. Gondor needs you, in a sense.
Still, I can't really talk to Kitty and Kitkat anymore; when they're not on assignment, they're back in what Kitty calls the "Waking Dream". Honestly, she's very odd. This place is like, ah...what did Alec refer to? Purgatory? Neither heaven nor hell but the in-between place?
But whenever these feelings of general "meh" consume me, I go down to the cafeteria...and look up at the percentage tallies of canon wholeness...and I smile a little, knowing that this job has its own rewards, though they may not be immediately apparent. No agent knows whether his (or her, or hir, or its, etc.) last assassination or assignment may be the one that overthrows the Sues and Slashers and badfic authors once and for all, the work of the "Lone Power" as Alec calls It, (something from his Young Wizards books), and one day, one day, because of us, canon will be hale and whole.
And that's why I keep working here.
This is Boromir, signing off.
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| Insane liek whoa. |
[22 Apr 2005|10:15pm] |
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Eh, 's Alec here. Things've been (to quote GreenCat) "Insane liek whoa" here. It all started when I picked up the Young Wizards series. Curse me and my curiosity! Considering the rest of the Young Wizards department has either been kidnapped or something by the Lone Power, the Sunflower Official dumped all their workload onto us. Specifically, me. So, no new chapter for a while. Sorry (not really). This one was a doozy. Gah. Just...gah.
I mean, the bridge crew of the starship Enterprise in a random MUSICAL NUMBER? Ouch. ><
And I have a particularly juicy one right here...it's Nita and Kit getting flung back into MWPP-era Harry Potter because they forgot to check their spell. WTF?! They'd never do that. Wizards have died for less. Oh yes, and YW and HP magic can apparently coexist, did you know that? And Dumbledore's cousin can use YW magic. @_@ *headdesk*
Here's the offender: Advanced Wizardry. Oi. Even the title hurts. And it starts out basically like this: (as Kit) OMG! Let's like, go check out a castle in England for no reason! (as Nita) Okay! WOOOOSH!
And the author uses the term "verbalized" for "said". THESAURUS ABUSE! And it apparently has a *squints* daughter of McGonagall...oh dear. Her name is *gags* Sapphire. Or "Saphy" for short.
Gads, and there's a mini...eh, what's a YW mini? Mini-Peryton? Anyway, there's "Raushon" (Roshaun). Ack! It's in the freaking book, or ErrantryWiki if you're too lazy to go to the library!
If you'll excuse me, I feel rather ill with the badfic. I think I need some Tarkalean tea to settle my stomach...and some rice pudding. Mmm, rice pudding...
EDIT: That's it, I'm going to hurl. Nita and Kit KISS! X_x Oi.
On a lighter note:
( Mmm, me want. )
Ohh, much cool. Maybe I can nick one from Makes-Things? *points to icon* Ph33r.
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| Hackles = up. |
[25 Mar 2005|01:50pm] |
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Sean here. I've managed to nick the computer for a bit of posting action, more specifically, the Sues we're working on right now.
Cannot find link to Worlds Meet by Captain of Truth; I'm relieved afraid that it's been taken down. Aww.
Sadly greencat3 had the foresight to copy-paste the entirety of the monstrosity into Word. So we're stuck with it. It's making Alec insane; he's playing Fallen right now, and muttering something about "die Kayla Mary Sue" every time he kills a Jem'Hadar or some other hostile creature. We're starting to worry.
Here's another one. It positively made GreenCat cry. My Tense by Remey. Random POV shifts, spontaneous transport into DS9verse blamed on Q (of course, they blame him for EVERYTHING), mini-Jem'Hadar (specifically, O'Brian), this one has it all. Kind of well-written, so I'll feel a little bad when we kill it...Kitty's sent a rather kind and lengthy review to the author pointing out a few things, and we can only hope she takes it well. If so, we may just have to send it to Dax, Bashir, and O'Brien for a little MST action. Oh well, no skin off my bones.
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| Battle cries. Most excellent. |
[20 Mar 2005|05:46pm] |
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Hey all, Dave here. We finally got The Fallen working once GreenCat lent us her laptop. Right now Alec and Sean are fighting over the game...again.
These are wicked demented.
( Battle cry memes )
Patrick's was most amusing.
Oh, crap - now Kos has joined into the battle. Apparently he wants to be Kira. *sigh* Oh well. Might as well have a bit of fun...
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| All: Hello everyone... |
[09 Mar 2005|04:14pm] |
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Alec: We've finally got one of those LiveJournal doodads, to keep in touch with our fellow agents.
Sean: Lord knows you never see them around.
Dave: *lugs box in* Guys! GreenCat just got The Fallen!
Alec: *drool* Mmm, DS9 game...
Sean: Down boy.
Alec: *wipes drool away* Uhm, right. I'm Alec Trevelyan, formerly of GoldenEye.
Sean: Sean Miller, formerly of Patriot Games.
Paddy: Patrick Miller, formerly of Patriot Games.
Patrick: I'm Patrick Koster, formerly of Don't Say A Word.
Boromir: Boromir of Gondor, formerly of Lord of the Rings.
Spence: Uh, Spence, formerly of Ronin.
Dave: Erm, David Toombs, formerly of, ah...*gulps* Airborne. *exhales*
All: *clap him on the back* Good on ya mate, you managed to get through that without cringing!
Dave: *weakly* Thanks...
Alec: Game time!
All: W00t! *rush off to install The Fallen on their console*
(A few minutes pass. Then...)
Sean: Aw, shit.
Boromir: What?
Sean: This is too advanced for the game.
All: Oh sh-
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