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Stillness: Chapter FourStillness by Faetis Chapter Four: Very LuckyStillness: Chapter Four
If Artemus were the type who would willingly display his feelings, he would have cried. But he was not, so he did not. Garrett, that incorrigible boy, his incorrigible boy, had killed a woman. Now Garrett’s own life teetered on a knife blade. He could be expelled from the order, he memory wiped by Glyphs, to live once again as street urchin, but this time with a full two years worth of memories missing, or he could be put be put on trail and executed. For now he was locked in Artemus’ study, awaiting his fate. Artemus felt as though he were in a similar position, despit
in Fan Fiction on 5/12/08
Stillness: Chapter ThreeStillness by Faetis Chapter Three: First BloodStillness: Chapter Three
“Ouch.” Garrett shaded his eyes, blinking owlishly. Even the diffused, orangey half-light of early evening seemed as bright as midday to him. He supposed that is what came with being inside all the time. Even the open-air practice yard back at the compound never received this much light, enclosed as it was by high, stone walls. He blinked a few more times and grinned to himself. Even with that boring little errand Artemus had for him, this was just what he had needed. Garrett was no social butterfly, but isolation did not do well for him. He could on
in Fan Fiction on 5/9/08
Stillness: Chapter TwoStillness by Faetis Chapter Two: An ErrandStillness: Chapter Two
Fifteen-year-old Aloysius Cossagen flexed his aching fingers, but only for a precious split second. Keeper Isolde stopped her history lectures for nothing and no one, so her students had to be quick with their quills. Aloysius could hear Garrett’s soft, even breathing behind him; he dared a quick glance at his friend and rolled his eyes. The little taffer was asleep! Though it’s not as if it matters for him, thought Aloysius with a twinge of jealousy. Garrett was a full year younger than Aloysius (not to mention nearly all of their classmates), never seemed to take
in Fan Fiction on 5/7/08
Stillness: Chapter OneStillness- By FaetisStillness: Chapter One
Chapter One: Old Habits Die Hard
Internally Artemus winced and wished the boy could at least pretend to be sorry, but no, that would make too much sense. There he stood, meeting the harsh glare Keeper Orland was giving him, his jaw set in that infuriating scowl.
“Mister Brown,” Orland said, almost hissing through his clenched teeth, “We do realize your upbringing… that you have lived for the most part without supervision, but you must understand that theft will not be tolerated within our walls.”
“Then it’s not my fault, sir.” Gar
in Fan Fiction on 5/6/08
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- Current Age: 18
- Current Residence: Southern New Mexico and Santa Fe
- Interests: Music, Theatre, Art, Ceramics, Video Games... Oh, and Norse Mythology
- Favourite movie: Varekai, Quidam, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Zodiac, Cowboy Bebop, Hot Fuzz... the list goes on
- Favourite band or musician: The Beatles, The White Stripes, Tenacious D, Queen
- Favourite genre of music: Anything good
- Favourite artist: Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec, Ralph Steadman
- Favourite poet or writer: Megan Whalen Turner and Shakespeare
- Favourite game: The Thief trilogy, Soul Reaver, Myst, the Sims, Pandora's Box
- Favourite gaming platform: PC.. it's all I've got cause I's po'
- Favourite cartoon character: Invader Zim, Spike Spiegel
- Tools of the Trade: Red clay, Microsoft Word, Crayolas
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~I could write it better than you ever felt it~
Thanks to *Princekarr for my avatar.
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"What is the meaning of life? There's a conventional wisdom which says that science has nothing to say about such questions... if science has nothing to say, it's certain that no other discipline can say anything at all." - Richard Dawkins
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Fae: I wasn't a 'flute', I was a flautist.
Kate: You were not a 'flautist'. A 'flautist' is a rolled taco.
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love life and life will love thee
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KOBE!
Yeah, it was nice for a while, but it was all melted by 2pm
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Fae: I wasn't a 'flute', I was a flautist.
Kate: You were not a 'flautist'. A 'flautist' is a rolled taco.
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You'll have to forgive the aging cynic....
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Drawing is a performance; an artist is an actor who is not limited by his body, only his ability and, perhaps, experience.
-Marc Davis, Disney animator
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[link] A great place for non-nooby RPers.
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It's pretty clear now that what looked like it might have been some kind of counterculture is, in reality, just the plain old chaos of undifferentiated weirdness.
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Fae: I wasn't a 'flute', I was a flautist.
Kate: You were not a 'flautist'. A 'flautist' is a rolled taco.
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It's pretty clear now that what looked like it might have been some kind of counterculture is, in reality, just the plain old chaos of undifferentiated weirdness.
NM is cold and windy right now.
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Fae: I wasn't a 'flute', I was a flautist.
Kate: You were not a 'flautist'. A 'flautist' is a rolled taco.
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It's pretty clear now that what looked like it might have been some kind of counterculture is, in reality, just the plain old chaos of undifferentiated weirdness.
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"I am returning this otherwise good typing paper to you because someone has printed gibberish all over it and put your name at the top." --English Professor, Ohio U
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Yami: Wait, Mokuba! You musn't do this thing! What would your brother say if he saw you now?
Kaiba: /Well done, Mokuba. Now steal something from Joey, too!/
Yami: Okay, but would he say if he /wasn't/ a complete douchebag.
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"Life, has betrayed me once again..."
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"Gentlemen, it's seems as though we are not all in agreement."
"I disagree!"
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