notbantamweight: (me at three in the morning)
....because they actually make some discernable sense, and I am a derp.

Overarching plot thing:
All of BK roadtrips across QLD, because of soccer games. In vans. It made sense at the time.

- "The girl who got a soccer medal"
- Soccer mum & dad
- Trips to Macca's
- Seven women, one bloke
- The man who is a smart jock
- The mysterious bag of clothes where all the sizes fit no one
- Breakfast at three AM at Macca's
- Macca's Mayhem
- The fanny pack of chips
- Tooozbehkistahne
- Cheese before bed
- Conversations that go downhill fast
- Words that you fuck up when you're tired
- Love triangles
- Beanie brigade
- Littlest cancer patient
- The Baby-Faced Troll
- Ya mum jokes
- Horrendous suspension
- Winning/drawing every game until the final, then losing that.

"Hey Sam, are you coming to this soccer game?" He took another sip from his bottle of Scotch, and plucked up his knight with the tips of his fingers. "Yeah, as soon as I finish this match."

"Grand Angus, hold the Angus." "Yeah, and how much did that cost you?" "About three bucks less."

"I'm gonna be a pilot!"

Those poor staff never knew what hit them when nigh on two hundred hungry and tired teens piled into their restaurant at four AM.

That night, they drank the pub dry, and set off again in the morning, semi-drunkenly weaving across the highway.

"Great god, what is that thing?!" "... that's my foot."

"I am having difficulties in extracting myself from the back seat."

Names:(Because I'm obviously not going to put down their real names.)

- Fifi Timermor
- Joseph Godall
- Jonathon Swansbanger
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It hadn’t looked so high from the ground. But, once Apollo had reached the top of the elevated stage, he felt each and every one of those twenty feet that separated him and Trucy from the solidity of the main stage below. Of course, what they’d found up there had distracted them – and how could they not have been, with Mr LeTouse’s body clutching Geeter, and little Machi Tobaye out cold beside him.

Somehow, he’d gotten himself and Trucy back down that ladder without his fear acting up, but once his feet hit solid ground, his knees decided that going on strike would be a good idea, and Apollo just managed to make it back over to side of stage before he collapsed, legs buckling, body falling to the ground with a quiet crash. He’d always hated heights, and after the events of the night, it was simply the straw that broke the camel’s back.

He shoved himself back against the wall, and buried his head in his arms, trying to make himself as small as possible until the shaking and gasping stopped – and he only prayed that he wouldn’t pass out as the world closed in around him. Vaguely, he felt another body slide down the wall beside him, and arms go around his shoulders, before the blackness claimed him completely.

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001.Crash 002.Dim 003.Futile 004.Erratic 005.Loved
006.Soft 007.Hold 008.Shackles 009.Broken 010.Precious
011.Odds and Ends 012.Tea 013.Twisted 014.Echo 015.Soothe
016.Fight 017.Naked 018.Push 019.Alive 020.New
021.Born 022.Murmur 023.Devious 024.Isolation 025.Starve
026.Breakable 027.Winter 028.Ignore 029.Colour 030.Grace
031.Belong 032.Choke 033.Reach 034.Difficult 035.Heat
036.Veneer 037.Fall 038.Nightmare 039.Contagious 040.Good riddance
041.Goodbye 042.Scarred 043.Last dance 044.Burn 045.Steady
046.Monster 047.Voodoo 048.Shine 049.Intent 050.Camping
051.Grave 052.Machine 053.Destination 054.Nowhere 055.Garden
056.I know 057.Dust 058.Dream 059.Destiny 060.Spring
061.Sigh 062.Fingertips 063.Waiting 064.Playboy 065.Revenge
066.July 067.Desire 068.Free 069.Celebration 070.Stars
071.Morgue 072.Space 073.Whitewash 074.Alone 075.Coma
076.Letters 077.Phone call 078.Music 079.Silence 080.Cards
081.Emblem 082.Elephant 083.Monopoly 084.Reality 085.Serenity
086.Bone 087.Chalk dust 088.Manuscript 089.Ink 090.Perfection
091.Ring 092.Drive 093.Missing 094.Full moon 095.New direction
096.Writer's Choice 097.Writer's Choice 098.Writer's Choice 099.Writer's Choice 100.Writer's Choice
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present dead as a doornail garter nephew Christmas sweater
gift lace   lovesick play
chocolate mood wrapping paper bobble hat missionary
advent calendar spirit jingle ivy ribbon

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So. I have made a challenge unto myself that I shall use the month of march to valiantly try and write 50, 000 words of fiction. And while I will try to finish Omnia, I have also started an Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice fic.

...no, it doesn't yet have a title. How did you know?
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ski Feliz Navidad frostbite Cold Miser holy
crafts sap   packages frost
yams Heat Miser Northern Lights pipe rights
humbug slip star niece tinsel

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 CHARACTER PROFILE

cut for tl;dr )
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 2
0/5
01. just around the corner 02. take it out
03. assorted flavors 04. on a map of the city
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 1
0/5
01. silver 02. time passes
03. step forward 04. narrow it down
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 14
0/5
01. I want to run away 02. you're not a hero
03. not so nice next time 04. pay the devil his due
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 17
0/5
01. hallowed ground 02. living with me isn't easy
03. deep shadows 04. stolen away
05. Don't leave me, even for an hour,
because then the little drops of anguish
will all run together, the smoke that roams
looking for a home will drift into me, choking
my lost heart. –Pablo Neruda
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 18
0/5
01. all or nothing 02. a trickle of blood
03. a lifetime in this breath 04. a funny thing happened
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Dec. 11th, 2010 04:59 pm
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 22
0/5
01. you've known all along 02. get it out
03. along the border 04. ever since that night
05. Love is as much of an object as an obsession.
Everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it.
Those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all,
will never... ever forget it. -Curtis Judalet
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[livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts
Table Number 25
0/5
01. lies will lock you up 02. I'm not deserving
of your trust
03. perhaps you'll do me
a favor someday
04. we'll bleed together
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Exactly As It Says On The Tin.

2010 NaNoWriMo, "Omnia Mutantur, Nos et Mutamur in Illis"

In a world where everything is real, and everything is the same, how can one simple trip to the US of A go wrong? Amelyn and Vanya are about to find out exactly just how weird things can get! And to think, it all started with a simple pair of plane tickets - or did it?

((Title is Latin for 'Every thing is changing, and we are changing with it'))
I'm not entirely happy with it, so I'll be rewriting it. Eventually.

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Scene 7
Scene 8

Bleach Fic

Overwork
Bleach AU
Part of a collection of drabbles

Original Fiction

The Perfect Day
A short piece inspired by my ancient history studies, my eclectic iTunes, and [livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts 

London
Inspired by Coldplay's 'Cemetaries of London' and a prompt from the awesome people of [livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts 

Locked Up
A semi-historical piece based vaguely in the period of British-controlled Ireland. Inspired by a beautiful version of 'Lord of the Dance' and [livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts , again. Are you seeing a pattern yet?

Something Grown Ups Do
Darker tone than what I usually write. Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] 5_prompts .
Hetalia Fic



Pokemon Fic

Pokemon Plotkai!
[livejournal.com profile] 20paperplanes  Challenge
Themeset - colour

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It was 1:16 AM, officially the ‘graveyard shift’. The sky was dark, and the air was chill, still tainted with the grip of winter. Only a few of the brightest stars were visible, despite the notable absence of clouds, and she attributed that to the excess of light pollution spilling out from the city.
Deux femmes, un voyage. Ce qui pourrait mal? )

Index, yo.
Compliments? Brickbats? Tell me!
notbantamweight: (Plot!)

In a world where everything is real, and everything is the same, how can one simple trip to the US of A go wrong? Amelyn and Vanya are about to find out exactly just how weird things can get! And to think, it all started with a simple pair of plane tickets - or did it?

((Title is Latin for 'Every thing is changing, and we are changing with it'))

This is my NaNoWriMo Story, and I'm not entirely happy with it, so I'll be rewriting it. Eventually.

Index is here, yo!

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Scene 7
Scene 8

notbantamweight: (fuck work)
SO. Sorry to have abandoned everything for, like, ever.
I have finished school, and received my final marks, if not my OP.
I have also started to fangirl Metal Gear liek woah. And have, obviously.gif, started to write fic. I also failed at NaNoWriMo, having written only 20K something words. Which, y'know, isn't bad, but isn't too good either.
Hmm. I'll probably start posting that, scene by scene soonish.
Eh.


Oh! And I turn eighteen on Sunday. Aka tomorrow. Shit. When did that happen?
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They were on approach for Changi Airport, Singapore, when vicious turbulence came out of nowhere, setting hostesses tumbling and luggage falling.

Beaucoup de choses, apparemment. )

Index, yo.
Compliments? Brickbats?
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As of today, I have officially finished high school, and the reign of compulsory education has come to an end. Not sure as to what to feel, yet.

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