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raisedbymoogles:
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Dead Mech Escape (G1 TF)
"Naw, man. He's an okay cat, considerin'. Leave him be," Jazz answered, pressing against the wall for support. The ghost of Prowl hovered invisibly against him, shielding him with his doorwings.
Autobot Angels (G1 TF)
"Is Perceptor... okay?"
"He's okay."
"As a dead guy talking to another dead guy, which value of 'okay' are we talking about?"
Decepticon Ghosts (G1 TF)
Thundercracker did not like having half his turbine blades rotated into alternate dimensions, even if he was dead. It was such a tedious pain in the ass to find all the bits and put them back.
Daring Dead End (G1 TF)
"I can string sentences together coherently and express an intelligent opinion. That, and they have a shortage of willing art critics, for some reason," answered Dead End. "Possibly because Con artists are a temperamental lot who do not handle criticism well."
Mechanonecromancer (G1 TF)
"I thought it was chasing you... " Octane's circuits crawled as he turned slowly around to look at Starscream. "I thought it-- Oh, slag. I can see through you." He backed up, trembling.
Lion of Bastet (Original novel)
King Pnutas blinked; for a moment, he thought a lioness stood there. Another goddess, he thought. I am caught between the wills of two goddesses, and I shall be ground up between them like grain in the quern.
raisedbymoogles:If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Dead Mech Escape (G1 TF)
"Naw, man. He's an okay cat, considerin'. Leave him be," Jazz answered, pressing against the wall for support. The ghost of Prowl hovered invisibly against him, shielding him with his doorwings.
Autobot Angels (G1 TF)
"Is Perceptor... okay?"
"He's okay."
"As a dead guy talking to another dead guy, which value of 'okay' are we talking about?"
Decepticon Ghosts (G1 TF)
Thundercracker did not like having half his turbine blades rotated into alternate dimensions, even if he was dead. It was such a tedious pain in the ass to find all the bits and put them back.
Daring Dead End (G1 TF)
"I can string sentences together coherently and express an intelligent opinion. That, and they have a shortage of willing art critics, for some reason," answered Dead End. "Possibly because Con artists are a temperamental lot who do not handle criticism well."
Mechanonecromancer (G1 TF)
"I thought it was chasing you... " Octane's circuits crawled as he turned slowly around to look at Starscream. "I thought it-- Oh, slag. I can see through you." He backed up, trembling.
Lion of Bastet (Original novel)
King Pnutas blinked; for a moment, he thought a lioness stood there. Another goddess, he thought. I am caught between the wills of two goddesses, and I shall be ground up between them like grain in the quern.
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