Still Relatively Ahead of the Game

Got two pages done on "Cinder-Marty," despite my customers' best efforts, and a nice little chunk done on "You Look Interesting. . . ." Also got the Chapter 5 revisions from Tracey today, so time to get a move on with Chapter 3.
-OD: Darn straight. How about a Halloween picture too?-
Would you be okay with Clockwork!Doc?
-OD: *tentacles squeak at each other* . . . We'll think it over.-
-HD: I respectfully request he not wear anything that makes him look like Richard.-
Nah, I'm thinking the lab coat look. Although looking like Richard isn't something I can exactly avoid, given the obvious similarities.
-HD: Just not the hat!-
-VD2: I'm surprised you haven't stuck the story into Overly Plotted Bunnies yet.-
Me too, frankly. Just gotten distracted.
-RPD: Vic, I know you wanted to go some extra time without them, but I think you should maybe play one family before our birthday -- TwinOaksPark!Emmett's home takes a long time to play, even without DocBots.-
I have considered it, yeah. Maybe tomorrow I'll get a head start on Eureka!Emmett.
However, since you're here, let me share some horror from bad_rpers_suck.
-RPD: Oh joy.-
-VD: Must you share the horror with us?-
We only hurt the ones we love, VampDoc. Let me love you.
-M2: . . . I believe she just summed up her fanfic there.-
*sticks out tongue* Anyway, HORROR!
It's Jennifer Jane McFly all over again!
-D: GAH!-
-M: Ripping off Venom? That's just asking for a smack from your mallet.-
Tell me about it.
-VD2: *looks ready to tear hair out in frustration* How do these people --
Breathe, sweetie.
-TD: When I take over the world, people like this will be banned from having computers. Or regular paper, for that matter. We will charge them with the solemn duty of writing their "thoughts" on papyrus. That'll get them out of the way for a while.-
-H: What if they try to talk to people?-
-TD: Muzzles.-
-DW: Do I smell sporking on the horizon?-
Maybe. We'll see what happens this weekend. I HAVE been watching a lot of MST3K, ya know. :D
Right now, though, my arm hurts, so I might make it a bit of an early night. *tries flexing it*
-HD: *attempts to butter it*-
You're thinking of burns, HatterDoc. *teasingly* Or something less innocent?
-HD: I'm armed with a dull knife. Remember that.-