Haha, I love writing fanfiction.
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tenel_kaSo I don't kill Gadell in Urbania's Void, oh noes, spoiler for the ending there.
Cause you know, if I did, I couldn't write the drunk Jacen-Gadell scene in Absolved where they are throwing beads and Gadell tells Jacen to hang his lightsaber from the ceiling in case he wants to turn it on to get some light in his room. Surprisingly, that is the only fanservice in the story so far -- all 51 pages of it... so far. D:
“Your turn.”
“I just went.”
“Suck it up and play, Solo. It’s your turn.”
Grumbling, Jacen slammed his hand down on the pile of beads in between them, picking up an oblong one. He wobbly managed to aim it and then threw it, and it sailed high, all the way past the glass and onto the bed beyond it.
“Nice shot, Jaaaaacen.”
Solo grunted, pulling his knees in close to his chin. There was a buzzing in his head, and it seemed to be getting louder. He watched Gadell take a turn, his eyes heavy-lidded and watery and managed to clap weakly as Gadell made one land across the room, nowhere near the cup. “Aw man, that was great!”
“Thank you kindly, sir.” The Admiral’s words were a bit slurred as he leaned back against the wall, tilting his head up. There was some sort of thought swimming around his mind, something about how he hadn’t meant for them to drink this much, but he quickly dismissed it and picked up a bead, throwing it at Jacen. “Go for it.”
The bead hit Jacen in the temple and he moved his hand up to swat at it, a few seconds after the fact, and slapping himself in the side of the head instead. He groaned at his error and seemed to crumble sideways, sprawling out on the ground on his stomach.
Boy is bad with his alcohol. He didn't get that from Han, yo.
I started cleaning my room today. That was an adventure. I found all kinds of crap I had forgotten about. My Metallicar, Dr. Acula, "Ain't No Party Like A Scranton Party" & Vote For Petrelli (Sky's the limit!) t-shirts are all hanging up nicely in a row in my closest as well. LOVE. XD
The jumpsuit is about done! I'm hemming the bottoms of the legs and armholes and sewing the collar up nice when I get home from work tomorrow. AND THEN IT'LL BE DONE. O_O! Then onto the YJK stuff! Have you ever seen Pee Wee's Big Adventure? You know when he saves all the animals from the burning pet shop and keeps running by the snakes like "EHHHWHWWWWWGHHH" -- and procrastinating with them? Yeah, that's me with the YJK!Tenel Ka costume. THEY ARE BOTH SNAKEY AND I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO IT, SEE WHAT I DID THERE?
...
Maybe it's time for me to go to bed. x_x
Hehe~
Cause you know, if I did, I couldn't write the drunk Jacen-Gadell scene in Absolved where they are throwing beads and Gadell tells Jacen to hang his lightsaber from the ceiling in case he wants to turn it on to get some light in his room. Surprisingly, that is the only fanservice in the story so far -- all 51 pages of it... so far. D:
“Your turn.”
“I just went.”
“Suck it up and play, Solo. It’s your turn.”
Grumbling, Jacen slammed his hand down on the pile of beads in between them, picking up an oblong one. He wobbly managed to aim it and then threw it, and it sailed high, all the way past the glass and onto the bed beyond it.
“Nice shot, Jaaaaacen.”
Solo grunted, pulling his knees in close to his chin. There was a buzzing in his head, and it seemed to be getting louder. He watched Gadell take a turn, his eyes heavy-lidded and watery and managed to clap weakly as Gadell made one land across the room, nowhere near the cup. “Aw man, that was great!”
“Thank you kindly, sir.” The Admiral’s words were a bit slurred as he leaned back against the wall, tilting his head up. There was some sort of thought swimming around his mind, something about how he hadn’t meant for them to drink this much, but he quickly dismissed it and picked up a bead, throwing it at Jacen. “Go for it.”
The bead hit Jacen in the temple and he moved his hand up to swat at it, a few seconds after the fact, and slapping himself in the side of the head instead. He groaned at his error and seemed to crumble sideways, sprawling out on the ground on his stomach.
Boy is bad with his alcohol. He didn't get that from Han, yo.
I started cleaning my room today. That was an adventure. I found all kinds of crap I had forgotten about. My Metallicar, Dr. Acula, "Ain't No Party Like A Scranton Party" & Vote For Petrelli (Sky's the limit!) t-shirts are all hanging up nicely in a row in my closest as well. LOVE. XD
The jumpsuit is about done! I'm hemming the bottoms of the legs and armholes and sewing the collar up nice when I get home from work tomorrow. AND THEN IT'LL BE DONE. O_O! Then onto the YJK stuff! Have you ever seen Pee Wee's Big Adventure? You know when he saves all the animals from the burning pet shop and keeps running by the snakes like "EHHHWHWWWWWGHHH" -- and procrastinating with them? Yeah, that's me with the YJK!Tenel Ka costume. THEY ARE BOTH SNAKEY AND I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO IT, SEE WHAT I DID THERE?
...
Maybe it's time for me to go to bed. x_x
Hehe~
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