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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 21, 2006 12:23:07 GMT -5
*clicks on link* I remember that show! I used to watch it all the time!
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Post by thistledown on Nov 21, 2006 19:07:40 GMT -5
I think I came in at the wrong time...*confused*
haha...
I always seem to do that.
But shelly--your awesomeness wows me once more!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 21, 2006 19:13:22 GMT -5
If she would write some more stories, you'd have more to wow at....
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 21, 2006 21:29:49 GMT -5
So true. ;D
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Post by Shelly on Nov 22, 2006 1:01:43 GMT -5
Wait, wait, wait. [glow=red,2,300] STOP![/glow] *waves* Okay, so that's: - "I Miss You" by Blink 182 - "Holding out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler - 'Voodoo Child' by Rogue Traders (Being an Aussie girl, orphansrgreat, I know who the Rogue Traders are - I don't live under a rock ) And there's I story that I want to write myself (Author's Special). If she would write some more stories, you'd have more to wow at.... And not only did my school library close for the rest of the year (therefore cutting the time that I spend on 667 to one hour), but I've exams coming up too. So, I will try to get all your requests done ASAP. So, if no one minds, I'll do my Author's Special first. (I've come up with good ideas, and I don't want to forget them before they're posted) "Time to Dance" by Panic! @ The Disco. * * * Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor Just for the attention. Cause that's just ridiculous...ly odd. Well, she sure is going to get it Here's the setting Fashion magazines line the walls now The walls line the bullet holesQuigley pointed the gun at Violet. She'd been tied up and beaten. She was shaking so much. . . Have some composure And where is your posture? Oh, no, no! You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger All wrongQuigley strode out of Violet's view, still holding the gun at Violet. "I can't believe this," he muttered. "I thought you'd never tell anyone, let alone him." Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break! When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding" "Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding""You told Klaus what's been going on here," he snapped. "The least you could do is deny it!" She didn't choose this role But she'll play it and make it sincere So you cry, But they believe it from the tears And the teeth right down to the blood At her feet Boys will be boys Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreamsHe aimed and said, "You'll never talk to him again." Violet was still shrieking through her gag when he pulled the trigger. CLICK!Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op... Come on This is screaming "Photo op."Quigley frowned. CLICK!"Damn!" he cried. He'd forgotten to load the gun.Boys will be boys, baby Boys will be boys
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Post by Shelly on Nov 22, 2006 1:17:24 GMT -5
"Holding out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler. * * * Violet sat in the library, reading about locomotives and how they work, when she smelt something oddly familiar. Smoke. Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I needViolet got up, and checked through the panes of glass on the door. And sure enough, flames were spreading down the hallway. I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light He's gotta be sure And it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than lifeShe turned. Flames were behind her, too. She was trapped. Somewhere after midnight In my wildest fantasy Somewhere just beyond my reach There's someone reaching back for me Racing on the thunder end rising with the heat It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feetViolet coughed. The smoke was getting to her lungs. She couldn't take it any more. She fainted. Up where the mountains meet the heavens above Out where the lightning splits the sea I would swear that there's someone somewhere Watching meThe next thing she knew, she was outside, out on the lawn, with Quigley's worried face peering down at her. "Quig-" Violet started to say, but broke off as he kissed her. Through the wind end the chill and the rain And the storm and the flood I can feel his approach Like the fire in my blood* * * - "I Miss You" by Blink 182 - "Holding out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler- 'Voodoo Child' by Rogue Traders - Author's Special "Time to Dance"
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Post by Semesther, the Dolphin Vampire on Nov 22, 2006 11:27:17 GMT -5
No you suck. That was graet Shelly!!!*claps*
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 22, 2006 18:12:10 GMT -5
Why do I suck again?
W00T!!!!! Shelly updated with 2 songsfics!!!! *glomps*
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Post by Shelly on Nov 23, 2006 0:32:18 GMT -5
Hey, thanks. Here's "I Miss You" by Blink 182. * * * Quigley was sitting quietly in the corner, while everyone filed into the house in single file. Everyone had a very sad expression, but he, the person who loved and knew her most, was probably the only one whose sadness could not be expressed. Hello there, the angel from my nightmare The shadow in the background of the morgue The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley We can live like Jack and Sally if we want Where you can always find me We'll have Halloween on Christmas And in the night we'll wish this never ends We'll wish this never endsEven though they'd just been at her funeral, he felt that Violet's lively spirit would always live on in his heart. Where are you and I'm so sorry I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick strange darkness Comes creeping on so haunting every time And as I stared I counted Webs from all the spiders Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason Will you come home and stop this pain tonight Stop this pain tonightEveryone was crowding around a table on which Violet's portrait stood, surrounded by candles and flowers. Quigley just wanted to join Violet, but he knew he was being selfish - he couldn't stand to upset his and Violet's family even more. Don't waste your time on me you're already The voice inside my head
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Post by Shelly on Nov 23, 2006 0:41:58 GMT -5
I know I've already done a Quiglet/Voodoo/Songfic, I thought I should do another one. This one's different, I promise. Here's "Voodoo Child" by The Rogue Traders. * * * Violet was dressed up in her punk outfit again. And she was holding a doll. You're like Voodoo baby, You just take hold. Put your cards on the table baby, Do I twist do I fold? It looks like she's after someone, right? WRONG.You're like Voodoo Honey All silver and gold? Why don't you tell me my future? Why don't I sell you my soul. She sighed and opened a pack of pins. Quigley had tried this sort of thing on her, right? So here it comes - the sound of drums. Here comes the drums, here comes the drums ? Why didn't I just die, then? Why?Baby, baby, baby! You are my Voodoo Child - my Voodoo Child Don't say maybe, maybe It's Supernatural - I'm coming undone? She remebered that sensation - like being stabbed with a spear. She braced herself . . . You're like Voodoo baby, Your kisses are cold! Feel your poison running through me? Let me never grow old. "Violet?" Klaus walked in, but stopped at the horrible sight. You're like Voodoo honey, My pictures you stole? In Violet's cold, dead hand was the doll. It was an exact replica of herself. You play me like a puppet. Sticking pins in a doll!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 23, 2006 12:00:06 GMT -5
Oh, that was nice. Creepy, but nice.
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Post by Shelly on Nov 24, 2006 0:03:43 GMT -5
Thank you. *bows*
Any more requests?
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Post by orphansrgreat on Nov 24, 2006 5:12:27 GMT -5
ohhh Shelly Thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Could you do I always get what i wantby avril lanvian (sp). Please. Good luck with the exams!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 24, 2006 10:53:22 GMT -5
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Post by Shelly on Nov 24, 2006 19:46:21 GMT -5
Yep. Here's "I Always Get What I Want" by Avril Lavigne * * * Violet sobbed, her shaking hands over her face. She was a snotty mess, and she was in that "I-desperately-need-a-tissue" stage of her crying. Every now and then we all want something Even if there's no way of gettin' it If i stomp my feet could that make me Be the way around it, could I get myself around it"Violet?" Quigley. It was Quigley. If she could count on a friend to donate a shoulder, it was him. Get me what I want Everything I don't got Get me what I want Cause I'm a big shot"What's wrong?" "Everything," she gasped out. Don't wanna always have to be so nice Don't wanna hear you say well thats just life I dry out when I open my mouth I make my way around it, make my way around itHe gave her a sympathetic glance and put his arms around her. She thought she sensed something else . . . Anger? Sadness? So give me what I want I always get what I want You don't want to see me when I don't get what I want That's not what you wantHe was holding her while she sobbed into his shoulder. He didn't seem to mind that his T-shirt was wet and dripping with snot. I'm not about to take no for an answer If I tell you I cant I'm still gonna go I did it all by myself I found my way around it He pulled out a pocket pack of tissues and mopped her face. . . Get me what I want Everything I don't got Get me what I want Cause Im a big shot So give me what I want I always get what I want Don't want to see me when I don't get what I want Thats not what you wantHe was moving closer . . . It's not to lovely It could start to get ugly It really bugs me If I don't get my way
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