*points at Shusu* It's all your fault!
Oct. 31st, 2003 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spokeKaiba wants actual Yu-Gi-Oh cards! Because he saw them mentioned on your lj!
Well, no actually that happened like this: So, I could've had someone for NaNoWriMo show up, couldn't I?
But noo. Yugi and Pharaoh, amused by the costume of themselves that I was trying to put back on the shelf in the vain attempt to clean up the Halloween aile. Then, somehow, the conversation turned to the cards.
Pharaoh... "So, that friend of yours would like some for her birthday, right?"
Me >.< "Okay, you are not as clever as you think you are, you know. First of all, I'm going to try and make an actual fic of that little snippet, or something like, for her birthday, and second: *in tiny hushed voice* Kaiba would want me to go through every single pack of those to check for his freaking Blue Eyes, and i'm not doing that. It would be rude."
Little Yugi *in perfectly ordinary voice* "Yeah, and plus Kaiba would be really upset if you gave away his Blue Eyes. Not to mention, he'd want the God Cards then and-"
All is stopped by a sudden blinding sense of RAGE, which in my already sick state is nearly enough to cause a headache despite the nice medicene.
Kaiba: "WHAT is this about MY Blue Eyes?!"
Yugi: O.O;; "Oh, um, uh-hello, Kaiba. We were just talking about-" is yanked away by his collar by Pharoah.
Pharaoh: ~telepathic to Yugi: Now, what have I said about what to do when Kaiba is being obessed?~
Yugi, sulkingly ~We get out of his way unless it's really important~
And they leave, leaving me to explain to one obessing Seto Kaiba that I will not buy him the Blue Eyes White Dragon cards, on account of I can't afford to start feeding his obession. He'll just have to settle for having them in headspace. >.<
I'm going to hearing about that for awhile, I suspect.
And just when I think i'm safe? Cye! And it's not about the humor fic, oh no. It's complaining about the eventual AU, again. Briefly and desperatly wished I were at home and online where your Rowen might be available to distract him, before I realized that
1. You probably wouldn't be online
2. If I were home at that point, i'd have gone to lay down. *hugs tissue box* ;_;
Then, into the fray. And argh, I hate it when it's nothing but a stream of images rather than any coherent thought!
Image of Cye, arguing with someone who can't be seen clearly, but is in the role of the Ancient, at least. This person is trying to convince him to pacifism, and Cye is having none of it. Essentially, 'that's what got me killed the last time. This time, I'm gonna kick ass!' <<
What the?! Where did militant-Cye come from? ...Okay, considering how he dies, yeah. But still! O.o
And he knows, he knows and accepts, before Ryo or Rowen, that he's re-incarnated! How, what, when did this happen? Cye was never, ever this much of a prescene in headspace, all of a sudden he's the loudest voice of the Troopers?
When did this happen?
On horseback, looking down at a city. Odd city, warped mix of old and new buildings, like new ones had been leveled and old architecture put up in their places. Technology dies in the areas under Arago's influence, so yeah... but what areas aren't? Something about that, about distant places, hidden. Hideouts of humanity, where the sensitive, those who might've been of the Ancient's clan in another life, who have the spiritual power to defy Arago, are gathered. Shielding the rest of humanity from him? Cloaking somehow.
Am sick, should rest some before work. But grrr! Cye and interesting images that keep building! Damnit, fish-boy, I have to work on NaNoWriMo! AU after that, maybe! Once i've gotten the rest of the DvDs, too! *strangles fish-boy, ignoring sparkles in her eyes.*
*dies of exhaustion* All your fault, Shusu! You bloody woke him up, somehow! I was talking to you when he did wake up, so it's got to be your fault! ...right?
;p
Well, no actually that happened like this: So, I could've had someone for NaNoWriMo show up, couldn't I?
But noo. Yugi and Pharaoh, amused by the costume of themselves that I was trying to put back on the shelf in the vain attempt to clean up the Halloween aile. Then, somehow, the conversation turned to the cards.
Pharaoh... "So, that friend of yours would like some for her birthday, right?"
Me >.< "Okay, you are not as clever as you think you are, you know. First of all, I'm going to try and make an actual fic of that little snippet, or something like, for her birthday, and second: *in tiny hushed voice* Kaiba would want me to go through every single pack of those to check for his freaking Blue Eyes, and i'm not doing that. It would be rude."
Little Yugi *in perfectly ordinary voice* "Yeah, and plus Kaiba would be really upset if you gave away his Blue Eyes. Not to mention, he'd want the God Cards then and-"
All is stopped by a sudden blinding sense of RAGE, which in my already sick state is nearly enough to cause a headache despite the nice medicene.
Kaiba: "WHAT is this about MY Blue Eyes?!"
Yugi: O.O;; "Oh, um, uh-hello, Kaiba. We were just talking about-" is yanked away by his collar by Pharoah.
Pharaoh: ~telepathic to Yugi: Now, what have I said about what to do when Kaiba is being obessed?~
Yugi, sulkingly ~We get out of his way unless it's really important~
And they leave, leaving me to explain to one obessing Seto Kaiba that I will not buy him the Blue Eyes White Dragon cards, on account of I can't afford to start feeding his obession. He'll just have to settle for having them in headspace. >.<
I'm going to hearing about that for awhile, I suspect.
And just when I think i'm safe? Cye! And it's not about the humor fic, oh no. It's complaining about the eventual AU, again. Briefly and desperatly wished I were at home and online where your Rowen might be available to distract him, before I realized that
1. You probably wouldn't be online
2. If I were home at that point, i'd have gone to lay down. *hugs tissue box* ;_;
Then, into the fray. And argh, I hate it when it's nothing but a stream of images rather than any coherent thought!
Image of Cye, arguing with someone who can't be seen clearly, but is in the role of the Ancient, at least. This person is trying to convince him to pacifism, and Cye is having none of it. Essentially, 'that's what got me killed the last time. This time, I'm gonna kick ass!' <<
What the?! Where did militant-Cye come from? ...Okay, considering how he dies, yeah. But still! O.o
And he knows, he knows and accepts, before Ryo or Rowen, that he's re-incarnated! How, what, when did this happen? Cye was never, ever this much of a prescene in headspace, all of a sudden he's the loudest voice of the Troopers?
When did this happen?
On horseback, looking down at a city. Odd city, warped mix of old and new buildings, like new ones had been leveled and old architecture put up in their places. Technology dies in the areas under Arago's influence, so yeah... but what areas aren't? Something about that, about distant places, hidden. Hideouts of humanity, where the sensitive, those who might've been of the Ancient's clan in another life, who have the spiritual power to defy Arago, are gathered. Shielding the rest of humanity from him? Cloaking somehow.
Am sick, should rest some before work. But grrr! Cye and interesting images that keep building! Damnit, fish-boy, I have to work on NaNoWriMo! AU after that, maybe! Once i've gotten the rest of the DvDs, too! *strangles fish-boy, ignoring sparkles in her eyes.*
*dies of exhaustion* All your fault, Shusu! You bloody woke him up, somehow! I was talking to you when he did wake up, so it's got to be your fault! ...right?
;p
