@YamiCuoreLaroux
I'm still here.
I'm still here.
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8 yrs ago
A run-on sentence does not mean a long sentence.
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Funny thing, that was always my court.
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9 yrs ago
Nanowrimo time.
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9 yrs ago
I didn't even know Life is Strange had a prequel before Fabricant mentioned it. Going to have to pull some money out of somewhere.
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9 yrs ago
@Fabricant, I think I understand what you're saying, but it still made no sense.
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So, do we post one email and then wait until the next IC week?
@karamonnom
That's fine.
That's fine.
Elizabeth Laurent
@RainbowReindeer
Elizabeth heard the teacher say "blah, blah, blah, I'm an imbecile, now go log in." Elizabeth was none to happy to be working on this superfluous English project, but it was at least to be worked on inside the encompassment of the classroom. That was the end of its conciliatory elements, however. Elizabeth logged herself on to this laptop. It would have been no great deal to just ignore the project altogether, what with the intense secrecy creating a bulwarkish locale, and deal with another thing, but Elizabeth judged that it would be preferable to simply finish up this loathsome bore of an assignment.
So with dawdling efficiency she greatly thrusted down upon the keys with all the determination of that speedy animal, the sloth. Having successfully logged in, she would have to do something about that randomly generated username. Using that alias she had conjured up on the form, Elizabeth focused herself on her "partner," Screenname1. Apparently, someone else was less than excited as well on this project.
From: Montaigne
To: Screenname1
A send to you a thousand obligatory salutations. The situation being as it is, I can surmise that the only thing either of us could possibly share is our mutual abhorrence for the assignment. Be that as it may, I don't see much that the two of us could talk about. I am in doubt that you have in your possession enough wit to impress me, but perhaps you could elucidate on the matter, if you so wish, but I doubt that is on the agenda.
Elizabeth was satisfied with that, and sent the e-mail. Perhaps she was rubbing off the wrong way. That wouldn't matter none in the end, anyway. That unfortunate soul had been unlucky enough to come into contact with this Virginian snob.
what's supposed to be happening now?
@KatherinWinter
Also, here are my two characters. Daniel is the non-primary one. I hope you don't mind another element being added to the plot.
Also, here are my two characters. Daniel is the non-primary one. I hope you don't mind another element being added to the plot.
So I was just wondering, does anybody still need to show their power?
Upon hearing of this project, Elizabeth had been unimpressed by the whole endeavor. The thought of being forced to engage in extended correspondence with one of her peers only resulted in her cringing. She couldn't help but observe a lack of any meaningful original thought being expressed among these cultural plebians. However, it was not as if she had much choice in the matter. Indeed, she had none at all. She filled out the form with an earnestness and a impetuousness that surprised herself.
Elizabeth quickly turned in the form. This project was going to occupy a great deal of her own time, time which Elizabeth would instead prefer to dedicated to her own writings. In a purely hypothetical scenario, Elizabeth would not so greatly be burdened by a collection of correspondence with someone who possessed as much wit and erudition as herself. Sadly, wallowing in her own intellect, Elizabeth had been utterly disappointed with the status of her classmates' minds. Elizabeth hoped that this would be worth her time at least a little bit, but she figured there was a scant chance of that to ever happen. She simply returned to her desk. Her peers felt an intense dislike of Elizabeth, on which I could clearly trace to their negative reaction to my acerbic snark. Elizabeth saw a definite in that she would remain alone here if I simply remained. Thus, I decided that I would take my sandwich and leave. It was, after all, preferable to wander outside than to shiftlessly remain here with a bored expression.
Elizabeth quickly turned in the form. This project was going to occupy a great deal of her own time, time which Elizabeth would instead prefer to dedicated to her own writings. In a purely hypothetical scenario, Elizabeth would not so greatly be burdened by a collection of correspondence with someone who possessed as much wit and erudition as herself. Sadly, wallowing in her own intellect, Elizabeth had been utterly disappointed with the status of her classmates' minds. Elizabeth hoped that this would be worth her time at least a little bit, but she figured there was a scant chance of that to ever happen. She simply returned to her desk. Her peers felt an intense dislike of Elizabeth, on which I could clearly trace to their negative reaction to my acerbic snark. Elizabeth saw a definite in that she would remain alone here if I simply remained. Thus, I decided that I would take my sandwich and leave. It was, after all, preferable to wander outside than to shiftlessly remain here with a bored expression.
Do we repost our old IC posts?
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