This needs a title, but my eyes are stuck open and I therefore cannot think of one. It’s a complicated emotion.

Word Count: 3,621

Scenes: 4
*victory dance*
I was pretty sure this day was gonna be a fail. But interestingly enough, once I was tired enough I could look at a screen without twitching, I got some words done! Who would have guessed! But now my eyes hurt from being open, and I realized another scene I might have to write before I’m done. Or maybe I’ll just allude to it…
I am so excited to be done. You have no idea.
Also, Jennet went out to look for children and came back with a gun. Sometimes that girl scares me. And Petria is GOOD at making people jealous, I can tell you that right now. Too bad Appel’s good too, and he uses different methods. I heart those two. I need to shut up and sleep. Only now I’m scared of my dreams, due to certain bizzaro fiction I read today. *sigh* Think happy thoughts about happy things! Like the fights I get to write next! Yes, happy… ^_^

Run On Sentences Rock My World

I thought, since there’s, like, three whole* new people who are reading this blog, and they haven’t read any of my so-called writing, that I’d jump on the excerpt bandwagon. Also, formatting this post buys me almost five whole minutes of procrastination time, and I’m out of tea to procrastinate by making. My logic is without peer.

*Perhaps not “whole” people, because they seem to be pretty much insane in the best of ways, which lends its self to being mildly shattered.

Excerpt:
Shoes

I really should be in bed sleeping now. About that.

Appel and Petria decided to fight with each other today, just in case Danen and Haggerty weren’t QUITE uncomfortable enough. Appel goes really expressionless when he’s mad, and boy oh boy, was he mad. I was twitching just writing him. I only managed two pages, but I think they might be good pages?

*hopeful*
Oh, who am I kidding, I have edits for years to do. But at least I got people moving. 😀 Yay for movement! Tomorrow I think Sarti and Etna get their place in the spotlight. Maybe.

"I believe in double-checking. Especially in this case."

I do not know what muse I was channeling for this morning’s scenes, but it makes my skin crawl. I am now at the fun place where I have taken my appetite away due to having taken an little side foray into the mind of my psychotic villain. 

Yay for Plucky-Heros-Are-Defiant scene. *flatly* Only it doesn’t make any difference, you’re all going to die anyhow. Painfully. Yeah, sometimes I really don’t like the way my mind works. *is ill*
On the other hand, I think I established my despicable villain as fully despicable. Oh, and Petria, Appel and Jennet endeared themselves to me even more than usual. I knew you were all awesome, you just needed a chance to show it. 
I’m sorry, guies!
EDIT: And Jennet just gave a “buck up” speech, despite the fact that I just knocked out her teeth. That girl is QUALITY. 
EDIT2: New crack-ship! Jole/Kael. You know they would be CUTE together. *falls into hysterical laughter* Yeah, the fact that this amuses me this much is one of those signs that maybe I should stop. Now. Just stop. 
Nope! Finish scene first!

"That’s what you get for flying so low…"

I bought the new Gordie Sampson album yesterday afternoon, and since then I’ve written something like five thousand words and listened to the entire thing 8 times. And there’s these two songs I’ve repeated 35, (thirty five) times. I know, I am In-Sane

Anyhow, there’s that craziness, and then there is also the fact that I realized I have never written a torture scene. What brings this to mind, you ask? The fact that the next scene I have to write consists of Appel talking to people being asked questions he’d rather not answer. I am rather certain that it’s going to be lame totally awesome. Wish that I survive me luck!

"Welcome to Women Now where women are trusted friends please put your hands where I can see them and surrender any bombs."

Yes, I watched Juno, as might be evident from my title. I’ve also been writing. 

*muses*
It is curiously liberating to just throw quality out the window, shred it into tiny pieces, jump up and down on it, douse it in gasoline, and shower it with lighted matches. It’s the Nano state of mind, only more so. 
So, current state of affairs: Kael and all the Military are hungover, Bleach and Cole are sightseeing, the rest of the techs are cracking the world network, (assisted by the Military,) the Drudges are shopping, Appel is being interrogated, Jennet discovered an empty closet, and Dane and Very are being nauseating. I think Petria locked herself in the shower again too, which is related to Dane and Very being nauseating. That about covers it!
EDIT: Objective of the weekend- write 6k. Everyone else I know is juggling some combination of school, work, reading, and writing, so I can manage this, right? *crosses fingers*

"We get to hallucinate too? I should have done this years ago!’

A shout out out to each of my poor mistreated (main) characters. 😀

Tenish: You’re made of awesome. You’re SO made of awesome. I’m sorry about what I’m going to do to you, I really am. But you’ll get through it- you’re made of awesome.
Haggerty: Watch your mouth, man. Though you probably did get me 200 extra words for that scene alone, not to mention the whole “fighting the guest” deal. I, ah, don’t quite know if I like you or not.
Neph: See, aren’t you glad you survived? You have the potential to be made of awesome, I just know it. *hugs him*
Jole: You poor man. Uh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry? I’ll get you out in the end, I SWEAR!
Bleach: You’re an arrogant S.O.B. and you need to bleed. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to show that yet. It will come, though, never fear.
Etna: Life happens, we know. I’ll get them out safe. I’m sorry? I’ll just be, uh, over here. Please don’t look at me.
Jaslyn: You’re hard core, woman. *runs away*
Sarti: See, aren’t you glad you unexpectedly turned out to be a druggie? Now you get to play with ships, and hallucinate and stuff! *sheepish* I’ll, uh, find you a nice guy. *cough* *backs away*
Bensch, Tru, Terra and Pepper: Your moment will come, I swear. You have good moments, too. With books and ribbons.
Dane: I hate you. *slaps him*
Verjinya: STOP CRYING, GIRL. *slaps her*
Petria. Well, now that I know your backstory, it makes more sense. I’m sorry you ever looked at Dane? *pats on shoulder* And it just gets worse for you, too. I’m sorry. See, here’s some nice chocolate! You like chocolate, right?
Appel: *laughs* I don’t actually know your backstory, or what you have hidden in that room of yours, or what illegal activities you’re engaged in. But I’m sure they’re VERY interesting. And your tattoo is shiny.
Jennet: I’m sorry… *hugs her* But you’re too smart to not know the truth.
Tanner and all the Guardians: I’M SORRY!!!!!! I NEEDED DEATH SCENE!
Kael: I would apologize, but you brought it all on yourself. And you know this. Look, it does get better, eventually. So don’t get too drunk, please? Uh, Tenish, could you watch Kael please? She’s gone off to hurt herself again…
Dulamon: You might be one of my favorite characters of all time. So I send creepy women your way and set you on fire. Huh. CAUSE I KNOW YOU CAN HANDLE IT!!! And the message thing was really sweet, it really was. Too bad she never got the messages and settled for cutting herself instead. Yep, you fail, man. Maybe I’ll give you a second chance?
Howling: Uh, please no torture? I mean, what would be the point of that? Uh, don’t answer that. I’ll just stay on the other side of the ‘verse, thank you. Stay away. I will shoot you with a flame thrower!
I like my story. 😀

"I don’t know, where to, start. Say I’m tired, or throw a party."

Character quiz*, mark 1. Jennet’s story
*stolen from Bahnree, who stole if from Kemendraugh, who stole it from Bahnree, who stole it from someone else…*

I have so many characters I don’t know what to do with them, and I just am about to introduce a bunch more. So, I’m going to do this one in sessions. First session; the people who traumatize Jennet, and Jennet.

A. How old are you?
Jennet: 18
Appel:18
Jole: 18
Dane: 18 and three quarters.
Tanner: 31

B. Height?
Jennet: 5′ 4″
Appel: 6′ 2″
Jole: 5′ 8″
Dane: 5′ 11″
Tanner: 2 m.

C. Do you have any bad habits?
Jennet: Uh, I blush a lot? *blushes* I’m TRYING to stop, but everyone keeps doing things. And stop looking at me!
Appel: Define “bad.” I have some illegal habits, sure.
Jole: I keep failing to successfully commit suicide. I need to stop that.
Dane: No? What could possibly be wrong with me?
Tanner: Playing poker.
(Jennet: Oh, so you loose money at poker?
Tanner: No. I win, and then other people are broke. And that creates tension.)

E. What’s your hairstyle?
Jennet: Style?
Appel: Light brown, straight, I get it cut about once every six months
Jole: It’s- black. And short? *looks at it through your eyes* Is that gel? Did the girls gel me AGAIN? CARMINITA!!!!
Dane: Brown with blond pointing, really touchable.
Tanner: Red hair, usually with a bit of high explosive in it. That stuff gets everywhere.

F. Have any kids?
Jennet: *blushes* Nooooo?
Appel: Heh. None that I know about.
Jole: No.
Dane: How was I to know that the stupid girl would get all emotional about it?
Tanner: We’re gonna apply for permission again after this tour.

G. Favorite food?
Jennet: I like apple juice. And strawberry smoothies!
Appel: Barbecue beef sandwiches.
Jole: Tea. Earl grey, if you have it.
Dane: Steak.
Tanner: Beer.

I. Killed anyone?
Jennet: No. Uh, should I be concerned that you’re asking me that? *looks around nervously*
Appel: No one has ever died when I was present.
Jole: Does failing to get it through- Okay, that was not my fault. She was graduated, and everything. I’m gonna say no.
Dane: No.
Tanner: I don’t keep track of the count.

J. Hate anyone?
Jennet: That sounds really definite. I, don’t think I’m able to be mad at someone that long.
Appel: Yes.
Jole: Yes. And no, you don’t get to know who. Break my shields yourself, if you want to know- oh wait. You can’t. That’s right.
Dane: If I don’t like them they’re not worthy of my notice.
Tanner: It’s not professional.

K. Any secrets?
Jennet: *goes resolute* I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Appel: Do you think I should? *winks and slouches against the wall*
Jole: Huh. I try.
Dane: Look. My life is an open book. All you have to do is look at my perfect record. There’s nothing to hide!
Tanner: Don’t you think the weather is lovely today?

L. Love anyone?
Jennet: My little sister, and Matthew, and all the staff, and Appel, and Petria, and Jole, and- wait a second. How are we defining “love?”
Appel: Why should I tell you?
Jole: It’s better not to become emotionally involved. In anything.
Dane: Myself. *realizes that he said that out loud.* Self respect is important!
Tanner: Katy. *grins sheepishly* She’s gonna wait for me.

M. What is your job?
Jennet: Controller Trainee! It’s so fun!
Appel: Controller Trainee, for now.
Jole: Controller Tech.
Dane: Controller. *voices are heard from off camera* Wait, what do you mean I can’t say that till I graduate? I got in, what more do you want? *goes off to argue*
Tanner: Guardian, Out of Nation VIPs, specifically controller Trainees

N. Are you a boy or a girl?
Jennet: Girl.
Appel: Man.
Jole: Man.
Dane: *comes back into the room.* Wait, what? Oh. boy.
Tanner: Man.

O. Family?
Jennet: One mother, one little sister, little sister’s dad.
Appel: Whatever.
Jole: I never met them. I suppose they’re out there, if I was to look. And I wanted to risk them meeting me.
Dane: My family is highly upstanding and well connected.
Tanner: Katy is my family now.

P. Best Friends?
Jennet: Uh, Jole? And Petria talks to me sometimes. And Appel drugged me that one time, which was nice. *looks around.* Wait, what did I say? What did I SAY??
Appel: I’m working on it.
Jole: No. Carmanita, get yourself off me. We fight, we are not friends.
(Carmanita: That’s what you say. You know you’d bail me out. And I called the medics on you.
Jole: *glares* That was not a friedly thing to do.
Carmanita: Oh, so a friend would have just watched you die?
*they argue, and forget the question.*
Dane: Everyone who meets me wants to be friends with me. *smug*
Tanner: Well, right now everyone is getting used to being broke, so not at work. *someone off camera says something* Wait, what are you doing with that message? That’s private! Get your grimy hands off of Katy!

Q. What was the most surprising moment in your life up until now?
Jennet: Uh, uh, it’s hard to chose. When we got the letter about my dad? That was pretty shocking. Or, uh, when I realized where Jole had brought me? OH! The first time I logged on with Jole. That was a good day. Even if I was pretty sore afterwards. *Looks around and goes red* I said something wrong again, didn’t I? Oh my.
Appel: I’m not usually surprised.
Jole: When I discovered that I wasn’t dead? THANK YOU, Carmanita.
Dane: I always know what’s going on. Wait. Verjinya, what were you doing in my room?
Tanner: I’d have to say having a girl fall from the ceiling was not what I expected.

R. Where would you rather be?
Jennet: Do I have to wish to be somewhere else? I tend to be pretty happy where I am.
Appel: Graduated.
Jole: Dead. Or barring that, the UO. Or barring that, anywhere else, after this cursed school burns down.
Dane: In charge of the Nation. Wait, did I say that, out loud?
Tanner: Mmmm. Home with Katy would be nice. But I don’t hate my job.

S. Ever wish to be something else?
Jennet: Something? You mean, like a cat? I wanted to be a train when I was three.
Appel: I don’t know, I think I’m pretty all right.
Jole: Yes.
Dane: I’d like to be richer. But really, you couldn’t improve on anything else.
Tanner: Oh, my job is pretty good.

T. Ever kissed anyone that’s not a family member?
Jennet: *goes red* No. Unless, that time when I was so out of it, or that other time, or the time on the ship.. *goes more red* Uh, I’m pretty sure not?
Appel: Yes.
Jole: Yes. I was young, and she was crying.
Dane: Of, course?
Tanner: *emotionless* Yes.