Check in: Friday 25th May

[lullabymoon]

How did your writing go today? 

Poll #10611

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Today I...

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wrote
5 (38.5%)

edited
4 (30.8%)

posted
4 (30.8%)

researched
2 (15.4%)

did something else fic related
4 (30.8%)

did nothing fic related
3 (23.1%)

1 being rubbish and 10 being awesome, how do you feel about your writing today?

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Mean: 4.91 Median: 5 Std. Dev 2.84

1		2 (18.2%)
2		1 (9.1%)
3		1 (9.1%)
4		1 (9.1%)
5		1 (9.1%)
6		1 (9.1%)
7		2 (18.2%)
8		1 (9.1%)
9		0 (0.0%)
10		1 (9.1%)

Since it's friday, lets have out snippet/ask for beta/gripe post. How was your week in general? 

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[electric_butterfly]

I have nothing but a snippet from the Dragon Quest 8 fic. Needs editing, to do that, I'd need to finish Chapter one.

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"You look like you're in dire need of discipline."

Hyacinth froze. Hell, every one in the party froze. Even those around them froze. Hyacinth could have sworn that the water fountain turned into ice. He knew that voice, that distinctive and oddly accented voice, and if he didn't, then Angelo certainly did.

"I knew it," Angelo whispered. "Goddess, I knew it..."

All four of them slowly, but surely turned, and they all "knew it".

Marcello stood before them, his hood pushed back, revealing his raven black hair and those eyes...Hyacinth helplessly looked away from those piercing absinthe colored eyes. He would never forget those eyes and how they seemed to pierce through every soul he met. Hyacinth barely even noticed the tall bald man and beautiful woman that flanked Marcello.

"Hyacinth!" Angelo hissed between his teeth.

Hyacinth looked back up, back at those eyes, and felt his stomach drop. He couldn't even open his mouth, much less ask any questions. Angelo and Jessica never took their eyes off the enemy trio, but neither said a word.

Marcello stepped forward. "I have a proposal for you."