Monday, May 2, 2011

Well. I am in a foul mood.

So, I was sitting in front of the desktop with a raging headache, ready to start writing the individul parts of the weapon fic or a few people.

However, I sat there.

And sat there.

And sat there...

And SAT THERE!

And realized...I can't do that.

I can NOT just WRITE ALL THESE THINGS WITH PRE-PLANNED CHARACTERS THAT ARE NOT MY OWN!

(With my own characters I can change anything! You know March? Yeah, Of course you do! Well, She used to be an elemental!)

I also realized that writing about weapons will HAVE to EVENTUALLY include fighting, aaaaand...well, Its very hard to write five star stories with a headache pounding in my head.

Pound...

Pound...

Pound...

Now I'm on the laptop in the basement, which is a couple degrees cooler then the ground floor.

So, my headache is coming along WONDERFULLY.

(sarcasm sarcasm)

Yeah. Moving along, I'm going to still be doing another fanfiction, still including various facts and back stories on our weapons.

When the headache is gone, expect some epic fighting scenes.

Do.

Wish Me Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck~

14 comments:

  1. I wish you luck Mar!
    *hugs*
    You will do SPLENDIDLY!!!!
    XDDDD
    I hope you fell better soon my friend!
    I think with my charctaer I will allow for anyome to have a bit of creative freedom with her. Just so it won't be hard to write about her.

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  2. I hope you feel better soon. Feel free to have some freedom with my OC (just don't kill her again.) I don't think I was too specific with her...sorry if she gives you any trouble.

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  3. Your headache must be contagious, I've got a killer one right now... Hope you feel better soon! I wish you LUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK~

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  4. Get better March! Rest heaps, drink heaps more, and whatever you do, pass down all suggestions of watching a movie.
    I know all about that last part... oh, how i know...


    I read you're last post and it was EPICA! Amazing work, Mar! xD But Thalia's dead? :O

    What did the last line mean?

    "Thalia Circe, who not 15 minutes before a natural born mage, was dead. "

    I didn't quite understand it. Quite amazingly epic, though...


    You don't have to write about my weapon if you aren't up to it. Sure, i'd love you to, but if you are feeling bad and there's too much, then don't do it. I know from experience that it's a bit annoying when you ask for people to submit writing ideas and you get waaaaay too damn much of them. No offense, everyone else, i assure you that that's just how i am, along with being a procrastinator (Same with my brother).

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  5. Hellboy - Yep. I'm dead xD

    I think Mar meant to put "Thalia Circe, who not 15 minutes before *was* a natural born mage, was dead." She might have forgotten that word.

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  6. Ahhhhhhhhhh, that makes sense. Cool!

    I mean...cool that it makes sense...not that you're dead :P

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  7. LOL

    I read the first part of your comment and I was like "....It's cool that I died? Well ok then."

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  8. lol

    Mar how is it going? Have you started? Have you quantified the powers of the manignesiest fly? Eh?
    No?

    ...fine...

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  9. A magni-what fly?

    *headtilt*

    Well, I do have the prologue planned in my brain, if thats what you're wondering.

    And...part of parts one and two.

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  10. ...duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude, I just had the WIERDEST DREAM!

    First it was about a ghost in my grandmothers pool. Then I was using the computer printer for a radio because my ihomes officially broken.

    Then I was Max from Maximum Ride, I had wings, and I was flying around with the flock. And we had piplup the pokemon...who was really a SPY!

    Then me and Fang rushed outside, to get out of range of one of Gazzy's stink attacks...

    And my dog was HUGE!

    Then my ipod alarm woke me up.

    Hmmm...

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  11. Aw sorry about your headache!
    And I can't wait for the fan-fic! :]

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