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Secret Santa Gifts!
All right, folks, it's December the Twenty-Fifth (EST, technically, but I like jumping the gun in such occasions), and it's time to turn in those Secret Santa presents. You can choose to either leave your name (to X, from Y), or you can make it completely anonymous (to X, from ?) - it's completely up to you. Comment in this entry and post your presents - either in the comment itself or with a working link to the present's location.
To start, I'll do mine - Merry Christmas, Emmy!
Get to it, folks, and have a Merry Christmas! ♥
To start, I'll do mine - Merry Christmas, Emmy!
Get to it, folks, and have a Merry Christmas! ♥
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It'll be obvious anyways I guess. SOOOOOO..
To Kae:
:DDDDD
Proper thank-you to come when I finish squealing in glee
Re: Proper thank-you to come when I finish squealing in glee
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Oh gheeze and some of these were pics I wanted to make icons of myself but couldn't figure out how to clean them up sufficiently, so I'm impressed, too! These are wonderful!! ^w^
(Do you mind terribly if I color some of the black and white ones? I just liek to color things >w<;;)
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Hehee =3 I love rebuilding pics to remove word bubbles and cleaning em' up =3 haha you should see the jobs I've done on some of my Laharl ones. XD;
((XD;;; Go ahead.. I thought about it, but I'd spent a long time just cleaning em' XD ...you don't mind if I icon post them sometime next Icon post? :D ))
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Technically I think I was just lazy and was like "Well, shit, this words :DUhh... so yeah Jen. Your Doctor love now has a paid account for six months. *coughs**scoots away*
I'm almost done with my Rose app.no subject
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*hopes her Rose app gets accepted* I look forward to hopefully rping with the Doctor :3
No hidden motives, hahaha. Though if I do get her, she'll be slightly emo since I'm pulling her right from the beach after he fades :D...where did you pull him from, anyway?
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Right after the christmas special with Donna. XD So it's only been a few weeks now for him so he's been a tad :< too... I mean, lol, "Rosette" XD;
So gonna be a happy Doctor *A*
TO HELL WITH ANONYMOU-...YEAH
DRIVE BY ARTING FOR YOU (http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a344/mikosama/junkart/forpaiger.jpg)
LOVE,
ANGIE
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To GG~
(Anonymous) 2007-12-26 12:13 am (UTC)(link)Re: To GG~
ICONS ICONS ICONS!
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There is quiet throughout the theater as the audience murmurs back and forth to each other under their breaths. It’s not really the audience we hear so much as the clicking of the keys on their keyboards, lots of “omg wtf is dis” and “lol I dunno! :D”.
From backstage: “Oh, you can’t be serious.”
Finally, Vexen walks out onstage with a heavy sigh, a piece of paper clutched in his palm. He waits in the spotlight for an awkward moment, squinting to see out into the dark audience. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of sharp reading glasses, slipping them on and shaking out the paper so he can read it.
“A note,” he announces, “To Yamiko on Christmas. From her quote unquote ‘secret’ Santa GG. As dramatically read by Vexen.”
“My dearest Yamiko,” he went on lamely, “The story that brought us to this lamely last-minute written note was a long and tragic one, involving the premature death of GG’s beloved laptop, Tonito. She would like me to say that she had a gift prepared for you that was both thoughtful and valuable, appreciative and grateful. It was the perfect gift for you, one that would express her joy at having met you and her sincerest wishes that you would have the happiest of holidays and the most peaceful and wonderful of new years. Unfortunately, that gift died a horrific and fiery death in the depths of GG’s fried hard drive, and is currently sitting in data form, smoking and fizzling, in a pile of useless electronic and silicon microchip bits at the bottom of a Geek Squad trash can at the Denver West Best Buy on the border of Lakewood and Golden, Colorado.
Vexen pulled up a stool, sat down and crossed his legs in a very sophisticated fashion. “So instead of that gift she had prepared, GG was forced to improvise. Thereby, she has set it upon this ravishingly attractive…” Vexen blinked at the phrasing. “… a-attractive Nobody to announce that GG is now your personal slave for the rest of eternity.
“Or until she gets bored and just plain refuses. Which, knowing her, won’t be too long,” he rolled his eyes. “So, for a back-up gift, she has decided to cop out and provide you with this lame little expository ‘fan fic’… You cheap harridan, it’s not even a real fan fic!” he yelled offstage. “In any case. She’s copping out by preparing you something she didn’t even actually make. I do apologize for her rudeness and she says she’ll get back to you about her original gift. I wouldn’t expect it though, she’s a lazy slob who can’t be bothered to get her ass up before one o’clock pm on a weekend. Anyway, her gift for you is…”
Vexen paused and read it. “No. No, no, absolutely not. I refuse. I said no. NO!”
But it was too late. GG had already typed the link.
Merry Christmas Yamiko!
http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1801400621
To Heather~
http://www.sendspace.com/file/9kq0xp (http://www.sendspace.com/file/9kq0xp)
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Spish is delicious! Om nom nom...Dear Brit,
Re: Dear Brit,
The 'with FORCE ACTION' one absolutely kills me. X3
Merry Christmas to you, too!
Re: Dear Brit,
To: Angie From: Emmy
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To Mel, and by extension, the rest of Paixao
'Short Stories That Will Probably Get Matt
Excommunicated And/Or Damned
(But Which You Should Find Funny Anyway)'
(Also known as: 'The History of
Man From Deidara's Perspective')
THE CREATION STORY
In the beginning, all was darkness. Peace and quiet ruled supreme, and nothing else mattered.
Then, suddenly, with a brilliant flash of light and fire and sound, God created art, un. Then, out of boredom, he created Man from a pile of clay. And ever since that long-ago day, Man has struggled to recreate that eternally ephemeral moment, un. And lo, many have argued which was God's greatest Art; that which created the World, that single moment of explosive creation, or the eternity that has passed since, un. The truly wise know that it was the explosion, un.
THE NATIVITY STORY
Long ago in the East, there lived three wise kings of the Orient, un. Bearing gifts, they set forth to find the True Art of God, un. But lo, they could not find it, un. Seeing their plight, God set in the sky a brilliant explosion to guide them, and lo, un, they did follow the sign of God's Art. When they found the Art, however, they were sore ashamed, and did give away all that they owned, for that which they found was not the true Art, un, but a mere Child. And they were sore disappointed, un. Little did they know that this Child would be the Father of many Wars, in which the greatest of Man's Art would be born, un.
KATSU
A scant nineteen years ago, in one of God's many play worlds, un, there was born a special child. To this child, God granted the gift of Mouths, that he might bring Man's Art to an entirely new level. This child was a man of exceptional beauty, un, much like God Himself. And lo, un, He did grant unto this child a most holy Word, with which the child could bring forth his Art's greatest potential, un.
That word... was KATSU, un!
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