Die, thread, die!
Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!
River ,'War Stories'
Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica - May 31, 2008 6:05:22 am PDT #10000 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
§ ita § - May 31, 2008 8:32:15 am PDT #10001 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
This thread has been dominated into closing: "Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!"