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crossover_chickThinking up titles is proving to be a chore.
-VD2: Still struggling with the 30 Dances, hmm?-
Yeah. I mean, it's getting easier to do the plots, but I'm still stuck on a lot of the titles. I'd like to have a few more before I start posting these babies.
-D: I wouldn't think it would be -- scratch that, we've seen you stress out over titles far too many times previously.-
Heh. I don't think I'm making things any easier for myself this time -- I kind of want to use song titles and lyrics for the fics, based on songs that might go with them. Problem is, I've already got two using "Hey, Pacucho!" from The Mask, and some others I'm just not sure on.
-TD: I could rig up a machine that displays randomly-selected combinations of words.-
LOL. That would be good for comic relief, but not so great at coming up with understandable titles.
-HD: Nonsense! Just claim all your work is dadaist.-
You know, we studied that in high school, and I can't remember quite what it IS anymore. Of course, it being the middle of the night can't help there.
Anyway -- I've forgotten what else I was going to say. Um, we have lots and lots of muffins now?
-TTV: Oh good, I like those.-
Heh, I noticed. You and DGVictor both.
-J: I've noticed you guys can really stuff it in at times -- how the hell do you stay so THIN?-
-TTV: *shrugs* I don't know. It's like that with most Van Dorts.-
-HD: We ought to draw blood samples and package it as a weight-loss aid.-
-TTV: O.o *nervously rubs arm* I don't think that's quite legal or safe.-
Trust me, Victor, that wouldn't stop us from selling it.
Anyway, I'm still blanking, so I shall leave you for now. (Watch, in five minutes I'll remember what else I wanted to say.)
-VD2: Still struggling with the 30 Dances, hmm?-
Yeah. I mean, it's getting easier to do the plots, but I'm still stuck on a lot of the titles. I'd like to have a few more before I start posting these babies.
-D: I wouldn't think it would be -- scratch that, we've seen you stress out over titles far too many times previously.-
Heh. I don't think I'm making things any easier for myself this time -- I kind of want to use song titles and lyrics for the fics, based on songs that might go with them. Problem is, I've already got two using "Hey, Pacucho!" from The Mask, and some others I'm just not sure on.
-TD: I could rig up a machine that displays randomly-selected combinations of words.-
LOL. That would be good for comic relief, but not so great at coming up with understandable titles.
-HD: Nonsense! Just claim all your work is dadaist.-
You know, we studied that in high school, and I can't remember quite what it IS anymore. Of course, it being the middle of the night can't help there.
Anyway -- I've forgotten what else I was going to say. Um, we have lots and lots of muffins now?
-TTV: Oh good, I like those.-
Heh, I noticed. You and DGVictor both.
-J: I've noticed you guys can really stuff it in at times -- how the hell do you stay so THIN?-
-TTV: *shrugs* I don't know. It's like that with most Van Dorts.-
-HD: We ought to draw blood samples and package it as a weight-loss aid.-
-TTV: O.o *nervously rubs arm* I don't think that's quite legal or safe.-
Trust me, Victor, that wouldn't stop us from selling it.
Anyway, I'm still blanking, so I shall leave you for now. (Watch, in five minutes I'll remember what else I wanted to say.)
