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Last post by amyltrer 11 Oct 2007 12:17
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 5 Oct 2007 20:04
So October 6 is my anniversary of fic-writing! I wrote my first fic (the Dark and Stormy Night fic) on October 6, 2007.
I was hoping to have Invasion of the G-Force Snatchers done by now, so I could start posting it, but it is far from done. So instead, I'm going to post a teaser for a new fic that I wrote with Springie. It's almost finished, but Springie has to complete the last part. Just please don't bug her to do it, because she has a lot of RL stuff going on right now! 
But in the meantime, consider this the 'trailer' for our upcoming fic: Memoirs of a Swan. Enjoy!
*****
The night was black out here in the countryside. Only complete darkness was visible outside the window. Even the pitiful illumination of the overhead lights above her head was enough to blind her. She blinked in their harsh fluorescent glare.
Despite herself, she continued staring out of the bus window, desperately hoping for the first glimpse of her destination; for the first sign that her journey was nearly at an end.
She shifted nervously in her seat, clutching at the small bag that contained everything she had left in the world. For she didnt dare go back.
They were waiting for her there, at the place she had called home as recently as twenty-four hours ago. Something hadn't felt right, and she had known that she had to leave, right then. So she took a precious minute to stuff a few things into a bag, and off she went to the bus station.
Sure, bus travel wasn't at the level of comfort she was used to, but it was cheap, and she had very little money left. She was afraid to access her accounts, in case they would find her through the transaction.
Even better, the bus was basically anonymous. On airplanes and trains, you had to fill out forms, give your name, provide proof of your identity... but not with a bus. She had just purchased a ticket on the first bus leaving for Utoland, and stepped onto it, barely looking back at the only home she had ever known.
It shouldnt have been her home. She should have gone with her sister.
So much had happened, and her sister needed her help. Wasnt that what sisters were for? Especially twins. She and Ivory had that special connection people whispered about: the ability to know what the other was feeling, and in some instances, thinking. The ability to understand something of what was going on with the other.
Since Ivory had moved away, that sense of closeness had disappeared. Ebony had wanted to stay in the town of her birthplace, moving among the circle of friends she had had since childhood, but not her sister. Ivory had wanted to go to the biggest, brightest city of them all.
Utoland.
Ebony sighed, a silent tear trickling down her cheek as the bus trundled down the highway, through the dark night. She needed to find her sister. She needed to know that they were still close. But most of all, she needed to know that Ivory was still alive.
She attempted to push the terrible thought from her mind, but it wouldn't let go. It clung on with a tenacity she hadn't expected, circling through her head over and over.
She needed help. And she knew that she could get that help in Utoland.
The bus went over the top of a large hill, and as it crested the peak, the bright lights of Utoland City came into view. A quiet murmur arose from the other passengers, as they roused themselves from their fitful slumber, anticipating their arrival.
Ebony smiled softly in relief. At last... at last she could find help. And she had managed to arrive safely.
But as she shifted slightly in her seat, she caught a glimpse of a man looking at her. She couldn't recall seeing him board the bus, but his features and clothing were non-descript. In fact, the only thing that made him remarkable was the way he was staring at her.
His eyes were cold, as if his soul were made of ice.
A sudden shiver of fear ran down Ebonys spine. What if that man was following her?
Given her sad financial state, she had planned to walk to the ISO buildings from the bus station. It was across town, but she had the rest of the night, and the offices likely wouldn't be open until morning. Now she had to consider other, more costly options.
Of course, she might just be paranoid. The tiniest part of her wasn't entirely certain that she was being followed at all. In fact, this part of her mind was screaming at her for being so stupid as to abandon her home. But the rest of her... the rest of her knew better.
She knew too much. They would never allow her to reach the ISO.
She watched the man out of the corner of her eye as the bus moved through the outskirts of the city. His gaze never left her, and he watched her with an intense scrutiny that had her nerves screaming.
With a screech and a hiss, the bus pulled into the station, coming to a stop at a clean, brightly lit terminal station at the edge of town. Ebony leapt up, even before the vehicle had stopped moving, pushing down the aisle to ensure that she disembarked first. The other passengers glared at her and shouted rude remarks, but she barely heard them. She raced off of the bus as if the devil himself was after her.
And in a way, he was.
These people represented the devil, didn't they? They proudly wore his sign, and followed his bidding. Ebony had always been afraid of them, but had never thought that they would touch her life in quite this way.
She ran into the terminal, scanning for an exit. She saw a sign for taxis and moved in that direction, only to discover that another man was outside.
He was wearing a trench coat, and green pants.
Green pants... she knew that their uniforms were green. Goodness knew, she had seen them often enough on the news reports, but she had never expected to see one of those green-uniformed men in the flesh.
Of course, it could just be coincidence. They was only green pants after all... but Ebony was on edge enough to be wary. She thought she saw the man from the bus entering the terminal, and knew she had to move quickly.
Her eyes lit upon the sign for the Ladies' Room, and gratefully she rushed inside.
The restroom was empty; only a few stalls and sinks were there to greet her.
And a window.
A window... it was high on the wall, but if she climbed onto a sink she could reach it. It was just big enough for her to squeeze through. If only she were brave enough.
As it turned out, it was her cowardice that forced her through the small opening. What she wasn't brave enough to do was face the men back in the terminal. More than anything else, death terrified her.
Unfortunately, she hadnt thought her plan through very well, and she ended up landing on her head, inside of a garbage dumpster. Someone had recently dumped a lot of old newspapers, and she was relatively unhurt. Scrambling out of the metal container, Ebony clutched her bag to her chest and ran.
Ebony wasn't sure if she was even running in the right direction, but she was no longer certain that she would be able to walk to the ISO by herself. She had to hide, and get a taxi there in the morning.
She heard footsteps behind her, and she moved faster.
The footfalls came more rapidly. There were two sets... no... three.
She was being followed. All attempts at pretense were gone now.
"You can't get away from us!" she heard one of them cry. "Stop! We only want to talk to you!"
Ebony didn't listen. She knew what kinds of 'talking' these men were famous for.
"Stop, bitch!" yelled another, "If we have to chase you all over this damn town, you're going to pay for it!"
She ran harder, her feet pounding the cracked sidewalk as she anxiously searched for somewhere to hide.
The entrance to a shabby trailer park was on her left. Quickly, she turned into it, racing amongst the few occupants who were still awake. She heard the men follow, and she began ducking and weaving around the trailers.
Her movements confused them for awhile, and Ebony thought she could hear their footsteps growing more distant, but she didn't stop.
She had to keep going.
The trailers weren't so close together now. In fact, there was only one more at the edge of the area, and beyond it was a fence. Perhaps if she could just get over the fence, she could hide in the bushes.
She dashed around the last trailer, her lungs bursting with the unaccustomed effort.
Only to crash into a brick wall.
At least, it felt like a brick wall. But the wall grabbed her, and kept her from falling down.
"Are you all right?"
Ebony looked up into the face of the man who had spoken. She couldn't see him very well in the dark, but he didn't look like one of them. She had run into him, and he was holding her up against his hard chest.
She started to frantically pull away, but then she heard voices behind her. Turning, she realized that her pursuers had caught up with her.
The man in front was the one from the bus. The two men behind him wore trench coats. One of them had fallen open to reveal his green uniform underneath.
Ebony's knees began to shake. She was exhausted. She could run no further. She would never reach the ISO now.
"She's not worth the trouble." the man from the bus called. "Just walk away."
It took Ebony a moment to realize that he was talking to the man who was holding her; the man she had just run into.
Perhaps he could help her. It was a long shot, but Ebony had to do something. If this man left her, she would be dead.
"Please..." she whispered to him. "Don't let them..."
"Shut up!" the man with the open trench coat shouted. "Don't talk to him! He doesn't want to hear your lies!"
Ebony felt the arms holding her moving. The man was placing his body between her and her pursuers.
"Get out." her sudden protector hissed.
The three men began to laugh.
"Who the hell are you?" asked the man from th
But in the meantime, consider this the 'trailer' for our upcoming fic: Memoirs of a Swan. Enjoy!
*****
The night was black out here in the countryside. Only complete darkness was visible outside the window. Even the pitiful illumination of the overhead lights above her head was enough to blind her. She blinked in their harsh fluorescent glare.
Despite herself, she continued staring out of the bus window, desperately hoping for the first glimpse of her destination; for the first sign that her journey was nearly at an end.
She shifted nervously in her seat, clutching at the small bag that contained everything she had left in the world. For she didnt dare go back.
They were waiting for her there, at the place she had called home as recently as twenty-four hours ago. Something hadn't felt right, and she had known that she had to leave, right then. So she took a precious minute to stuff a few things into a bag, and off she went to the bus station.
Sure, bus travel wasn't at the level of comfort she was used to, but it was cheap, and she had very little money left. She was afraid to access her accounts, in case they would find her through the transaction.
Even better, the bus was basically anonymous. On airplanes and trains, you had to fill out forms, give your name, provide proof of your identity... but not with a bus. She had just purchased a ticket on the first bus leaving for Utoland, and stepped onto it, barely looking back at the only home she had ever known.
It shouldnt have been her home. She should have gone with her sister.
So much had happened, and her sister needed her help. Wasnt that what sisters were for? Especially twins. She and Ivory had that special connection people whispered about: the ability to know what the other was feeling, and in some instances, thinking. The ability to understand something of what was going on with the other.
Since Ivory had moved away, that sense of closeness had disappeared. Ebony had wanted to stay in the town of her birthplace, moving among the circle of friends she had had since childhood, but not her sister. Ivory had wanted to go to the biggest, brightest city of them all.
Utoland.
Ebony sighed, a silent tear trickling down her cheek as the bus trundled down the highway, through the dark night. She needed to find her sister. She needed to know that they were still close. But most of all, she needed to know that Ivory was still alive.
She attempted to push the terrible thought from her mind, but it wouldn't let go. It clung on with a tenacity she hadn't expected, circling through her head over and over.
She needed help. And she knew that she could get that help in Utoland.
The bus went over the top of a large hill, and as it crested the peak, the bright lights of Utoland City came into view. A quiet murmur arose from the other passengers, as they roused themselves from their fitful slumber, anticipating their arrival.
Ebony smiled softly in relief. At last... at last she could find help. And she had managed to arrive safely.
But as she shifted slightly in her seat, she caught a glimpse of a man looking at her. She couldn't recall seeing him board the bus, but his features and clothing were non-descript. In fact, the only thing that made him remarkable was the way he was staring at her.
His eyes were cold, as if his soul were made of ice.
A sudden shiver of fear ran down Ebonys spine. What if that man was following her?
Given her sad financial state, she had planned to walk to the ISO buildings from the bus station. It was across town, but she had the rest of the night, and the offices likely wouldn't be open until morning. Now she had to consider other, more costly options.
Of course, she might just be paranoid. The tiniest part of her wasn't entirely certain that she was being followed at all. In fact, this part of her mind was screaming at her for being so stupid as to abandon her home. But the rest of her... the rest of her knew better.
She knew too much. They would never allow her to reach the ISO.
She watched the man out of the corner of her eye as the bus moved through the outskirts of the city. His gaze never left her, and he watched her with an intense scrutiny that had her nerves screaming.
With a screech and a hiss, the bus pulled into the station, coming to a stop at a clean, brightly lit terminal station at the edge of town. Ebony leapt up, even before the vehicle had stopped moving, pushing down the aisle to ensure that she disembarked first. The other passengers glared at her and shouted rude remarks, but she barely heard them. She raced off of the bus as if the devil himself was after her.
And in a way, he was.
These people represented the devil, didn't they? They proudly wore his sign, and followed his bidding. Ebony had always been afraid of them, but had never thought that they would touch her life in quite this way.
She ran into the terminal, scanning for an exit. She saw a sign for taxis and moved in that direction, only to discover that another man was outside.
He was wearing a trench coat, and green pants.
Green pants... she knew that their uniforms were green. Goodness knew, she had seen them often enough on the news reports, but she had never expected to see one of those green-uniformed men in the flesh.
Of course, it could just be coincidence. They was only green pants after all... but Ebony was on edge enough to be wary. She thought she saw the man from the bus entering the terminal, and knew she had to move quickly.
Her eyes lit upon the sign for the Ladies' Room, and gratefully she rushed inside.
The restroom was empty; only a few stalls and sinks were there to greet her.
And a window.
A window... it was high on the wall, but if she climbed onto a sink she could reach it. It was just big enough for her to squeeze through. If only she were brave enough.
As it turned out, it was her cowardice that forced her through the small opening. What she wasn't brave enough to do was face the men back in the terminal. More than anything else, death terrified her.
Unfortunately, she hadnt thought her plan through very well, and she ended up landing on her head, inside of a garbage dumpster. Someone had recently dumped a lot of old newspapers, and she was relatively unhurt. Scrambling out of the metal container, Ebony clutched her bag to her chest and ran.
Ebony wasn't sure if she was even running in the right direction, but she was no longer certain that she would be able to walk to the ISO by herself. She had to hide, and get a taxi there in the morning.
She heard footsteps behind her, and she moved faster.
The footfalls came more rapidly. There were two sets... no... three.
She was being followed. All attempts at pretense were gone now.
"You can't get away from us!" she heard one of them cry. "Stop! We only want to talk to you!"
Ebony didn't listen. She knew what kinds of 'talking' these men were famous for.
"Stop, bitch!" yelled another, "If we have to chase you all over this damn town, you're going to pay for it!"
She ran harder, her feet pounding the cracked sidewalk as she anxiously searched for somewhere to hide.
The entrance to a shabby trailer park was on her left. Quickly, she turned into it, racing amongst the few occupants who were still awake. She heard the men follow, and she began ducking and weaving around the trailers.
Her movements confused them for awhile, and Ebony thought she could hear their footsteps growing more distant, but she didn't stop.
She had to keep going.
The trailers weren't so close together now. In fact, there was only one more at the edge of the area, and beyond it was a fence. Perhaps if she could just get over the fence, she could hide in the bushes.
She dashed around the last trailer, her lungs bursting with the unaccustomed effort.
Only to crash into a brick wall.
At least, it felt like a brick wall. But the wall grabbed her, and kept her from falling down.
"Are you all right?"
Ebony looked up into the face of the man who had spoken. She couldn't see him very well in the dark, but he didn't look like one of them. She had run into him, and he was holding her up against his hard chest.
She started to frantically pull away, but then she heard voices behind her. Turning, she realized that her pursuers had caught up with her.
The man in front was the one from the bus. The two men behind him wore trench coats. One of them had fallen open to reveal his green uniform underneath.
Ebony's knees began to shake. She was exhausted. She could run no further. She would never reach the ISO now.
"She's not worth the trouble." the man from the bus called. "Just walk away."
It took Ebony a moment to realize that he was talking to the man who was holding her; the man she had just run into.
Perhaps he could help her. It was a long shot, but Ebony had to do something. If this man left her, she would be dead.
"Please..." she whispered to him. "Don't let them..."
"Shut up!" the man with the open trench coat shouted. "Don't talk to him! He doesn't want to hear your lies!"
Ebony felt the arms holding her moving. The man was placing his body between her and her pursuers.
"Get out." her sudden protector hissed.
The three men began to laugh.
"Who the hell are you?" asked the man from th
I wonder who Ebony is???? 
Happy anniversary TJ!!!
Thats fine we will apply absolutely NO pressure to Springie...
Ebony walks up to Amy..."So do think you could use your Devilstar ways to make her write..."Ebony gives Amy a feral grin and then puts a finger to her lips "shhhhh don't tell TJ that we are applying any pressure to Springie." Ebony gives her partner in crime a wink....
The birdies were in a hurry to join the celebrations!
Happy anniversary TJ!!!
Thats fine we will apply absolutely NO pressure to Springie...
Ebony walks up to Amy..."So do think you could use your Devilstar ways to make her write..."Ebony gives Amy a feral grin and then puts a finger to her lips "shhhhh don't tell TJ that we are applying any pressure to Springie." Ebony gives her partner in crime a wink....
The birdies were in a hurry to join the celebrations!
I forgot the Condor!
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne I wonder who Ebony is????Amy lifts one brow considering the offer. "Hmm" she purrs" What do I get from this?"
Great! This had me sitting on the egde of my seat! Reminds of a time I got stranded at the downtown bus station, I'd just missed the last bus! Eerie and paranoid! But my Condor came in the form of a quarter to call mum to pick me up! LOL!
OK Looking forward to next installment!
Alright already...I'll get moving on this one...maybe in the next couple of weeks when things settle down, I'll be able to focus again.
RL has given me a swift kick in the pants lately...*sigh* 
Looks like it's party time again! I can't believe you have only been writing fics for a year, TJ! It seems like longer...because you are such a pro! *huggles and smoochies*
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 6 Oct 2007 07:25
I just realized that I said I started in 2007... that should be 2006... DUH!!!! But I can't edit the post for some reason, because the site thinks it's too long??? I don't know...
Anyhow, I'm glad people like the teaser! And I'll tell you all a secret... the character of Ebony was named after someone we all know.... 
Mostly as a way to say thank you for her wonderful assistance to me when I needed it!
I'm glad you're enjoying it, but remember, it's just a teaser. When Springie is able to, she'll finish the end and then we'll be posting.
Mostly as a way to say thank you for her wonderful assistance to me when I needed it!
I'm glad you're enjoying it, but remember, it's just a teaser. When Springie is able to, she'll finish the end and then we'll be posting.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 6 Oct 2007 07:26
Originally posted by SpringieAh yes, I'm a pro... a pro at obsessing about the Birdies! It's amazing how I've truly become a babbling loonie in the last year....
And now, I'm off to indulge in more celebratory fic-writing!!!
Originally posted by kimiko Great! This had me sitting on the egde of my seat! Reminds of a time I got stranded at the downtown bus station, I'd just missed the last bus! Eerie and paranoid! But my Condor came in the form of a quarter to call mum to pick me up! LOL!Ooh, got to love that shiny metal Condor!
I must have been drawing from your personal experiences when I wrote that, Kimi... are we psychicly connected? 
Psychically or Psychotically??
Sad to say today..Bell Canada wants 2 shiney Condors to be saved. Feel like I have to pay the ferryman to cross the river Styx!
But then again who wouldn't like 2 Condors! 
Sad to say today..Bell Canada wants 2 shiney Condors to be saved. Feel like I have to pay the ferryman to cross the river Styx!
But then again who wouldn't like 2 Condors!
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 6 Oct 2007 14:53
Originally posted by kimiko Psychically or Psychotically??Either one fits with me!!!!!
Originally posted by kimiko But then again who wouldn't like 2 Condors!Ooh.... Condor sandwich... imagine the possibilities....
Originally posted by amyltrerTypical Devilstar! Always out to make a deal...well Amy my dear...the deal is simple...more Ego fics... TJ isn't onto us yet...Originally posted by Ebonyswanne I wonder who Ebony is????Amy lifts one brow considering the offer. "Hmm" she purrs" What do I get from this?"
I'll put in a smiley decoy 
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 6 Oct 2007 20:15
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne TJ isn't onto us yet...Ooh, smilies!!!!!
What were you guys talking about?
Ebony buffs her nails with a Nonchalant smile on her face."Oh nothing TJ...would I be up to something in your thread???" She gives Amy a wink over shoulder who just shrugs her shoulders innocently at TJ...as she looks back at Ebony.
"I want more out of this deal...It has to worth it when TJ finds out she'll come after us...so you want more pressure on her royal fluffiness..Swan of Swans...mmm, I'll see what I can do..." Amy murmured in the little black Swans ear... 
Hmmmm.... I know I left my 
around here somewhere... didn't I just say in YOUR fic thread that it wouldn't do to anger the Condor, Ebony? 
around here somewhere... didn't I just say in YOUR fic thread that it wouldn't do to anger the Condor, Ebony?
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 6 Oct 2007 22:11
Originally posted by EbonyswanneAmy grins mischievously and licks her lips at Ebony's offer. "I'm in" she purrs slowly, as she watches TJ from the shadows.Originally posted by amyltrerTypical Devilstar! Always out to make a deal...well Amy my dear...the deal is simple...more Ego fics... :Originally posted by Ebonyswanne I wonder who Ebony is????Amy lifts one brow considering the offer. "Hmm" she purrs" What do I get from this?"
Amy tips fer fingertip against her chin.....
"I think I've found just the way to convince TJ." She grins meaningly at Ebony......
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 7 Oct 2007 05:42
Originally posted by amyltrer Amy tips fer fingertip against her chin..... "I think I've found just the way to convince TJ." She grins meaningfully at Ebony......Well since she said "No pressure..." we have to find another way. Ebony looks over at Springie..."Our target is close, what do intend to do?" Ebony eyes slide back to Amy as she keeps a watch out for TJ. " You know she is going to put the Condor onto us if she finds out that we are after Springie to finish the ficcie." Ebony warns the Devilstar."I suppose since you are a Devilstar you could always seduce him." Ebony suggests...
meanwhile an Owl is sitting in the darkness wondering which side she should support. Hmmmm, I really want to see the fic but I should stay on the good side of a Condor? After all, his bite is worse than his bark.
I think I will sit back and toss in a few idea's when required. Letting Ebony and Amy take all the heat.
Amy ponders at Ebony's advice.
"Hmm, it worths to play with a Condor to get the hand on my bossie!"
Amy's heart skips a beat as she thinks at her boss.
"Ok, let's in the Condor!" she announces.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 09:22
Originally posted by amyltrerJust remember, Amy, I'm not the one who made this promise!!!!Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Typical Devilstar! Always out to make a deal...well Amy my dear...the deal is simple...more Ego fics... :Amy grins mischievously and licks her lips at Ebony's offer. "I'm in" she purrs slowly, as she watches TJ from the shadows.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 09:23
Originally posted by clouddancer I think I will sit back and toss in a few idea's when required. Letting Ebony and Amy take all the heat.Now that is a very
stance to take, CD!!!
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 09:27
is angry now!
He throws a feather shuriken at Ebony for starting this whole diabolical plot:
And then a few more, plus some at Amy:
And then for good measure, he goes all Incredible Hulk and throws a motorcycle at them too.
Anyone else want some from the Condor?
Ok, the pressure worked...I've been working on the ending...just need TJ's eyes...
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 11:21
Oh reeeeeelllllleeeeeee? Let me go and check.....
Originally posted by Transmute JunMe, me . I want a date with him. Seriously . I 'll have more luck than my fellow devilstar from Gatch 1. Or so I hope...... "Amy baits her lashes innocently#
Did you notice in that middle picture he's throwing the shuriken BACKWARDS? I think it's an animation goof. Or maybe not. He was supposed to be running out of energy, so maybe he was just tired. They killed all of the goons anyhow.
As for the date... sorry Amy. I've got the Condor tied up this weekend...
(The picture is blurry because it was taken by my DH, and he was crying on the camera...)
As for the date... sorry Amy. I've got the Condor tied up this weekend...
(The picture is blurry because it was taken by my DH, and he was crying on the camera...)
clouddancer
Gatchamaniac
posted 7 Oct 2007 14:14
Originally posted by Transmute Jun Did you noticed in that middle picture he's throwing the shuriken BACKWARDS? I think it's an animation goof. Or maybe not. He was supposed to be running out of energy, so maybe he was just tired. They killed all of the goons anyhow.No it is like throwing knives you hold it by the blade and the handle flips over to point the blade into the victim.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 15:36
Okay... I'm glad I wasn't just going insane! Thanks CD!
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 7 Oct 2007 15:41
Originally posted by Transmute Jun Did you notice in that middle picture he's throwing the shuriken BACKWARDS? I think it's an animation goof. Or maybe not. He was supposed to be running out of energy, so maybe he was just tired. They killed all of the goons anyhow.TJ your now a feak! how does it feel! LOL he was crying on the Camera??? was it a moving scene!
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 7 Oct 2007 15:42
Good Amy you can be the decoy! I'll move in after you and the Condor head off on your date...
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 16:08
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne TJ your now a feak! how does it feel! LOL he was crying on the Camera??? was it a moving scene!Uh... what's a feak? Yes... my DH was so sorry to lose me to the Condor.... it was very moving. But he knew that there was no stopping the incredible smut that was bound to occur when Joe and I got together....
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 7 Oct 2007 16:08
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Good Amy you can be the decoy! I'll move in after you and the Condor head off on your date...Uh.... Amy will have to take her turn!
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 7 Oct 2007 16:22
I was right! you are a Condor girl now!!! hhaha!
Originally posted by Transmute Jun I just realized that I said I started in 2007... that should be 2006... DUH!!!! But I can't edit the post for some reason, because the site thinks it's too long??? I don't know...Congratulations TJ!
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne I was right! you are a Condor girl now!!! hhaha!Guess that leaves more eagle for the rest of us?
Originally posted by Transmute Jun Did you notice in that middle picture he's throwing the shuriken BACKWARDS? I think it's an animation goof. Or maybe not. He was supposed to be running out of energy, so maybe he was just tired. They killed all of the goons anyhow.Oh, the piccie is perfect TJ!
I can even picture her giving him a kick in the groin when he least expects it! 
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Good Amy you can be the decoy! I'll move in after you and the Condor head off on your date...Wait a sec... Amy grabs Ebony's arm and yanks her close. I'm risking my skin to get the Condor and you bash Ego in your ficcies?
You'd better find a way to heal him or some birdies here will end up veeeery feather plucked!
clouddancer
Gatchamaniac
posted 8 Oct 2007 12:29
Originally posted by amyltrerUhhhhhh........ girls? *Cloud energetically waves hand* In case you have not noticed, with all this Ego/Eagle bashing, your plan succeeded. TJ says Springie finished writing and TJ is starting to post. You may now return to your bickeringOriginally posted by Ebonyswanne Good Amy you can be the decoy! I'll move in after you and the Condor head off on your date...Wait a sec... Amy grabs Ebony's arm and yanks her close. I'm risking my skin to get the Condor and you bash Ego in your ficcies?
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 8 Oct 2007 12:33
Originally posted by FirebirdNuh uh.... I'm on the fence. Say it with me now.... on the fence. I love them both! I'll just take the both on....Originally posted by Ebonyswanne I was right! you are a Condor girl now!!! hhaha!Guess that leaves more eagle for the rest of us?
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 8 Oct 2007 12:34
Originally posted by amyltrer Oh, the piccie is perfect TJ!A kick wasn't exactly what I had in mind for that part of Joe's anatomy...
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 8 Oct 2007 12:35
Originally posted by clouddancer Uhhhhhh........ girls? *Cloud energetically waves hand* In case you have not noticed, with all this Ego/Eagle bashing, your plan succeeded. TJ says Springie finished writing and TJ is starting to post. You may now return to your bickeringYou make a good point, CD. But in case you haven't figured it out, Amy likes to bicker with us...
Originally posted by Transmute JunJust as you like to manhandle Ego! The Eagle is protected by so many Swans......Somebody has to defend blue boy! #Amy gives a gentle pat on the forehead to Ego# There, there, Ego, hushOriginally posted by clouddancer Uhhhhhh........ girls? *Cloud energetically waves hand* In case you have not noticed, with all this Ego/Eagle bashing, your plan succeeded. TJ says Springie finished writing and TJ is starting to post. You may now return to your bickeringYou make a good point, CD. But in case you haven't figured it out, Amy likes to bicker with us...
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 8 Oct 2007 13:00
Originally posted by amyltrer Just as you like to manhandle Ego!I've never denied that....
Originally posted by amyltrer The Eagle is protected by so many Swans......Somebody has to defend blue boy! #Amy gives a gentle pat on the forehead to Ego# There, there, Ego, hushAwwwwww..... little Ego is being comforted by his Devilstar psychiatrist.....
Hey, Amy, have you noticed yet that your Devilstar psychiatrist has made an appearance in the latest IF?
clouddancer
Gatchamaniac
posted 8 Oct 2007 14:06
Originally posted by Transmute JunI noticed, I just hoped a little Owl logic might soothe the 'tension'Originally posted by clouddancer Uhhhhhh........ girls? *Cloud energetically waves hand* In case you have not noticed, with all this Ego/Eagle bashing, your plan succeeded. TJ says Springie finished writing and TJ is starting to post. You may now return to your bickeringYou make a good point, CD. But in case you haven't figured it out, Amy likes to bicker with us...
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 8 Oct 2007 14:47
Originally posted by clouddancer I noticed, I just hoped a little Owl logic might soothe the 'tension'But this tension is all in good fun...
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 8 Oct 2007 23:52
Originally posted by amyltrerEbony's face is inches from the Devilstars as Amy keeps a firm hold of Ebony's collar, Ebony replies..."Did I hand you any guarentee's about that?" she sneers as her lips curl up."You had a job to do so don't get personal about it." Amy." Amy draws Ebony closer, Amy is looking scary now. "I said Ego was not to die...that was the deal." She snarls. Ebony takes note...never back out on deal with a Devilstar...Ebony thinks for a moment as she tries to get out of Amy's clutches..."KENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ebony yells."SAVE ME FROM HER....PLEASEeeeeeee...." Ebony knows the Eagle is on her side as Amy produces a red rose and Ebony swallows her fear as she looks for her Hero!Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Good Amy you can be the decoy! I'll move in after you and the Condor head off on your date...Wait a sec... Amy grabs Ebony's arm and yanks her close. I'm risking my skin to get the Condor and you bash Ego in your ficcies?
Well at least this bickering is making for some very interesting situations
clouddancer
Gatchamaniac
posted 9 Oct 2007 06:19
Originally posted by Firebird Well at least this bickering is making for some very interesting situationsI agree FB! It is fun to sit on the sidelines and watch all the events.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 9 Oct 2007 06:20
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Ebony's face is inches from the Devilstars as Amy keeps a firm hold of Ebony's collar, Ebony replies..."Did I hand you any guarentee's about that?" she sneers as her lips curl up."You had a job to do so don't get personal about it." Amy." Amy draws Ebony closer, Amy is looking scary now. "I said Ego was not to die...that was the deal." She snarls. Ebony takes note...never back out on deal with a Devilstar...Ebony thinks for a moment as she tries to get out of Amy's clutches..."KENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ebony yells."SAVE ME FROM HER....PLEASEeeeeeee...." Ebony knows the Eagle is on her side as Amy produces a red rose and Ebony swallows her fear as she looks for her Hero!From out of nowhere a blue glove snatches the rose and stuffs it back in the Devilstar's face, then grabs Ebony and whisks her up to the ceiling. Ebony feels strong arms around her, and she looks up in wonder and admiration at the face of her hero. "Where did you come from?" she asks Ken, just as he jumps out through a hole in the wall and glides down from the heights of a massive cliff toward the water, where the God Phoenix is waiting. "I am the White Shadow." Ken grins. "I slip in unseen...
"
"I thought you slip on the floor, Mr. Chick-Ken!"
Amy snarls as she throws her rose at the Eagle, it's sharp needle tip sticking itslef in a sensitive part of the Eagle's anatomy!
He howls in pain letting Ebony to fall into a heap on the floor!
"You!" Amy points at her! "You make sure my Ego will be alright!"
"And you!" she snarls, pointing at the Eagle!
"You stay away from MY Ego! Or you'll have another treatment series with Zark! That is a promise!"
She threatens him with her magic pencil, while Ken rolls on the floor clutching his..... aching area and dithering at the thought of her promise!
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 9 Oct 2007 07:06
Then he disappears in front of the astonished Devilstar's face.
The real Ken and Ebony had already escaped to the god Phoenix, and what Amy was left with was a remnant of the Gatchaman 'Triple Shadow' attack. (OAVs... they can come in handy )
)
"I'll get that bird feather plucked!" Amy thinks as she watches the GP departing.
"Ah well..." she sighs and goes back to Saturnhoffen to check out her Boss.
"He'd better not being with a maid" she mutters as she toys with one of her rose bombs.
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 9 Oct 2007 13:08
Ooh... I hate to think of what Ego is in for if he;s with the maid!!!!
NOW who's bashing Ego?
I guess Amy has the right to Ego bash?
Ebonyswanne
Gatchamaniac
posted 11 Oct 2007 03:01
Yeah I have done enough damage for now with him...If it is any consolation he lived in my series to fight another day!
Transmute Jun
Queen of the Bird Missiles
posted 11 Oct 2007 06:05
Originally posted by Ebonyswanne Yeah I have done enough damage for now with him...If it is any consolation he lived in my series to fight another day!Isn't it great how with a little imagination you can do the strangest things and STILL have it all come back to canon?
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