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Post by Tam on Nov 5, 2009 11:51:59 GMT -5
"...Safety doesn't come up all that often, you pretty much have to push another participant off a bridge or deliberately set the house on fire in order to fall under that one."
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Post by Chao on Nov 5, 2009 11:58:36 GMT -5
Sie erbrachten eine ehrliche Dienstleistung und erwarteten im Gegenzug von ihren Kunden, den gleichen Respekt und die gleiche Höflichkeit wie man sie einem beliebigen Geschäftspartner entgegen brachte.
(Translation: They rendered an honest service and in return expected their customers to treat them with the same respekt and the same politeness any other business partner would be treated with.)
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Post by Celestial on Nov 5, 2009 15:59:03 GMT -5
"Remind me again, why were the French so often labelled as cowards?"
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Post by Craig on Nov 5, 2009 21:31:34 GMT -5
I see her eyes travel up and down my frame, and I can’t help but think that she’s counting every piece of sleet that’s still clinging to me, adding them up like more points on her side of the scoreboard.
Another great breaking point. I love this story so much! I can't believe how well this is turning out. ^_^ I hope I can keep this up.
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Post by Kathleen on Nov 5, 2009 23:02:03 GMT -5
Finally the plot is moving forward.
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Post by Butterfly on Nov 5, 2009 23:07:15 GMT -5
Zoe had already snuggled down into her makeshift bed and was dozing off.
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Post by Sq on Nov 5, 2009 23:57:44 GMT -5
"And none of them ever want to," Auril said with a sneer.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2009 23:59:58 GMT -5
Perhaps in those minutes, often accumulating to ten, twenty, thirty and more, she could have taken the time to furiously thrust her chair under the table, stomp upstairs and, following the slam of a door, comfort the Wocky she'd been so avid about defending.
Not NaNoWriMo, but these boards are fun for any form of writing. xP
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Post by Tam on Nov 6, 2009 1:20:51 GMT -5
"Ouais, coco, c'est toi."
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Post by Amneiger on Nov 6, 2009 1:31:10 GMT -5
"The flying house is what you want."
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Post by Sq on Nov 6, 2009 1:33:25 GMT -5
How long would she have to wait to see the beauty in life, to experience all of those things fairy tales had always told her had existed?
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Post by Tashni on Nov 6, 2009 2:35:28 GMT -5
“Oh, bloody od’s fish,” she mumbled to herself, loosening her stance. She had expected an overly lonely pirate to be sidling up behind her; a killer horse she could handle.
I <3 pirate oaths.
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Post by Zylaa on Nov 6, 2009 11:30:15 GMT -5
Not content with the explanations of adults, Rill turned to Lara, who had some decided opinions of her own on Zatergest—the sort of ideas that had to be said far from any authorities.
Look! A plot! Maybe? Or a clunky and abrupt transition to plot.
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Post by Mithril on Nov 6, 2009 15:23:42 GMT -5
"Bless you."
Yaaay. Lots of random sneezing in Mithril's NaNo. x3;
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Post by PFA on Nov 6, 2009 21:17:10 GMT -5
“It’s kind of hard to die when you were never alive in the first place.”
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