Oh, wow. The camel thing has gone quite far, I see. And Cecily actually uses them for something? Huh.
Though, really, I suppose that fits, anyhow.

Sounds like a damn awesome idea, if you ask me. ^^

So, um... hi? *waves sheepishly* Sorry I went off and died? Sorry I’m still dead?
...wait, I’m not sorry about that. Being dead is fun, so long as the advantages still apply. Just don’t ask how horrible it can get without said advantages...

*pouts* I wanna see the kitties... *turns into a glare* NOW.

But that is neither here nor there. The truth of the matter is, I merely came by to...

*drum roll*

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*looks around panickedly*

Ah crap.
I forgot what I came here for.

I mean... *throws a physics textbook in Megan’s face*

...Sure.

*runs away*

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "You came by to give me a dramatic, yet ultimately pointless drumroll? How sweet. ^^ *is hit in the face with textbook*

*picks it up to hurl back, then gets interested and starts flicking through it*

"

Hey, Derek and his Evil Blue Bunny of Doom is up on my page. Have a taster and let me know what you think.

Thanks

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "No worries. ^^"

Happy Winter, Megan!

Indeed. ^^

Here, it is snowing. Today, now. Yesterday, it was ridiculously hot, a precursor to summer. Wheee. But I don’t suppose you’re going to be getting any big fluffy flakes like these, are you? Even if all they ultimately end up doing is make the ground wet...

We don’t get no fluffy flakes of nuffin’. *pouts*

And soon, it shall be your winter. Bwahahahaha.

So it shall, although it’s pretty much already here. There was supposed to be a grand storm yesterday, but it put in a pitiful performance, blew over in half an hour, there was no lightning and it didn’t even destroy anything. Foo.

Ugh, but its not my fault I don’t have a digital camera! I took some pics the other day, but that was on an art teacher’s camera, and she hasn’t mailed them back yet. ^^;

Er... steal her camera? (Nono, I’m kidding, no... )

Aww, fudge. >P

...yeah, that book is pretty interesting. A shame that we’re not actually using it this year. o_O

Wish I’d learnt cool stuff in school...

So anyway, what’s up? *ducks out of paranoia*

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "*beams* Everything is up. The whole glorious world is up. (Literally, since I do actually live on the bottom of the world...) Ah, the grand and glorious feeling of upness...

... *looks up* And also a cobwebbed rustic beam ceiling hanging with death traps, and some beenanas banging around stupidly trying to find a way out and meeting untimely demises in said death traps..."

I am, if ineptly. [not academic, but can mattock with freakish manly strength and improving precision, and identify a skeleton’s age and sex reasonably well at a glance] Huzzah! Well, it’s still a winter. There was some snow in London this year for a few hours, ridiculously late. I made lots of pavement sharks and a dead snowcrusader. [nods]

*is impressed. By all of the above*


Both! Both! Although possibly not at once. I’m sure there must be some somewhere...
Yep, alt-Western. It wants to be a novel, but it also wants to be written in picaresque style and is currently a jumble of gunslinging pierrots, venomous reptilian day-vampires, patupaiarehe gangsters, Apache airships and camels. The chapter up here is pretty safe and only involves an invisible sphinx and lots of zombies, though the second bit suffers from a vanishing barman. [le ramblage] Oh yes, you draw pretty things, don’t you? [ambles that way]

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "*eyes grow big* Gunslingers?? Airships??? Zombies??!!

*La-Z-Boy of Skulls is suddenly spinning on its own...*
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Deadity abounds, does it? You seem dead. I seem dead. But are we dead? Or are we merely unalive?

And, wm... something. Just, something. Good day.

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "We’re Schrodingered, both dead and alive at the same time. ^^"

[HAND! from the ground - scrambles up and shakes herself off] I’m alive! No, I don’t know how I got down there either, sheer force of cliché, I think. [streeetch] Handed in bone report on my Romsn blacksmith and mediaeval deep fat friar today and am taking the afternoon off before crammage. [firm nod]

Hmm, crammage. Painful. O_O Grateful that I don’t have to do crammage. Just a watercolour painting which doesn’t really have a deadline and a couple of pages brief description on the history of Islamic art, which really doesn’t compare at all. ^^;

Oh crap. I was gonna read your story. O_O I’ll get back to that; I wanna read that...

Question: I’m horribly tempted to give my native-breed British/Irish fey (you know, the sort that tend to grant you wishes or kill you horribly depending on how they feel at the time) a packet of those bright orange cheesy maggot things to see what the e-numbers do to them. As the first person to make me see that ecofantasy could really work, you’re the expert: is this a good idea or a really, really bad one?

Megan 'Angler' Proverbs replies: "My philosophy is: Anything’s a good experiment. Especially if it’s a bad idea. "

Islamic art is a Pretty Thing. [amused] It’s not compulsory, you know. My reading list is a hundred feet long...

[wais] Thank you, sensei. Right then...[gets a packet of Wotsits and a notepad, goes off]

[is shortly seen walking the other way with said equipment, plus a tin hat and leathern body armour]

You’re in Australia!!! Just thought i’d let you know in case you hadn’t realised. Bungle Bungles, digery whatsit and bouncer. I lived in NZ for 6 months and travelled through Oz during my travelling days. Great fun! Anyway, don’t really know why i’m posting...

*throws you a some dynamite that, on closer inspection, is actually a carrot*

Ok, you’re not in Australia, you’re in Tazmania... apologies there!

*puts away his cork laden hat and his can of fosters*

Good philosophy.

*unleashes a new generation of kitties upon the page, kitties with scales and tails and horns and wings, and perfectly ordinary kitties, and kitties with spiral thingies and kitties with spines, all gleaming in the grey light from above*

*and the kitties enact their destruction, their demolition of the page, the hut, and all of its inhabitants... and doom ensues*

La da la. *shifty eyes*


Hehe, I love how wehn I go to your bio page with the wanted list, all the ’ads by google’ things go to anti-terrorism sites and ’homeland security’ things and such... >.<