The Evil Muses Society (Fangirl Challenge up! Take a gander!)

Double Arggh! They just let me put up a post on one story, and now they give me DWB on the other one.

Esh: We are sooo evil!
Tal: Yeah! Evil!
Me: Shut up, please. I'm trying to have a battle with the Darth that you've given me.
Tal: Oooooo, I wanna watch.
Esh: For once, I agree with you. We must see this.
Me: NO SPECTATORS! Wait a second, did he just say what I think he said? *faints* It's a miracle. He actually agreed with her for once. *goes back to being out of it, whispers* Somebody revive me!
Esh: Okay. *throws cold water on me*
Me: Arrrghh! I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to them. *points to fellow posters*
Esh: Oh. Too late now, so let's watch that battle you were talking about.
Me: I never realized I could have an actually entertaining conversation with either of my muses.
Tal: Really? Me neither. My muse is soo mean, once she...
Me: *tones out Tal's rattling* Since when did she have a muse? Alright, I'm shutting up now, though I'm not so sure they will. *points to muses over shoulder* My seat smells like pretzels. I wonder why.

 

Esh: *makes Cattie do the next page* Do it, now!
Me: All right, all right, I'm doing it, I'm doing it.
Tal: Oooo, goody, we get the top of page three.
Me: You won't have the top of your head if you don't shut up.
Esh and Tal: *shuts mouths*
Me: Good. Anyway, new page, whooppee.

 

I have the completely opposite problem. My muse isn't evil... it's a block of cheddar. I am the evil one.

Me: Hahahaha! I'm going to kill Obi-Wan!
Cheese: You can't kill Obi-Wan.
Me: Of course I can!
Cheese: Obi-Wan is already dead in this fic.
Me: Ugh. Okay... I'll kill Han! Hahahahaha!
Cheese: Han isn't in this fic.
Me: Then I'll write him in.
Cheese: Okay.
Me: Great!
Cheese: But you can't kill him.
Me: Of course I can!
Cheese: But then you can't kill him later.
Me: Oh. Well... who can I kill?
Cheese: Nobody.
Me: Please?
Cheese: Nope.
Me: Not even Jar-Jar?
Cheese: Kill! Maim! Mutilate! Not necessarily in that order!
Me: woo

 

my muse isn't evil it just leaves my whenerver i promise a post!

 

Cleo: I REFUSE TO HELP YOU WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER OF AMONG THE STARS!
Me: awwww! Please????
Cleo: I want you to see how good a writer you are without me!
Salad: Don't worry Vongy! I'll help you!
Me: *hugs salad and sticks tongue out and blows raspberry at tal* My zekkie-angel with weird name.
Cleo: remember back when his name was Caesar?
Me: Remember when you were a snake?
Salad: She was a snake? That explains a lot.
Cleo: It was only for a little while!

Me: WAAAH! My new chapter is never gonna get written at this pace!

 

I'm not entirely sure what my muse is.

*pokes muse*

 

Jara_Dax- Don't worry! We're here specifically to help people and muses come together!

Think kind of like fosters home for imaginary friends.

And Cleo is Bloo.

 

*Flowerbee sneaks in, sans Beast*

Me: Phew! He goes off and sulks when I write mush.

Corny: Not very good mush.

Me: Excuse me, did you just critisize yourself?

Corny: Uhhh, I think I'm leaving now...

Me: Nut. *Beast stomps in* Oh, crud, gotta run! *runs out one step ahead of the Beast*

 

Tal: Hey! My Salad! Mine! *grabs Salad and runs off with him*
Me: No! My muse took your muse and ran away. Now I only have one muse to help me get another chappter of Mission out of my brain. And he's the most annoying.
Esh: I beg your pardon.

 

MUSE: See, I just filled your plot hole right there.
Jara: Yeah but now we're right on track with the movie and that's just boring.
MUSE: Hey, not my problem. You asked for a solution, there you have it.
Jara:...

Sorta like that, Vongchild?

 

*laughs* That's about it!

Consider youselves lucky, my muse knocks me into furniture. The other is on vacation about 90 percent of the time!

 

Is it just me or is this mostly spam? *is wondering*

 

We're just being goofy, Dev.

 

It's not spam, Dev.

 

Flowerbee, you seem to have a very violent muse. Scary indeed.

Heh, I know the being on vacation type though. *sighs*

 

You're lucky, you know. He's very evil.

 

Me: *watches Tal and Salad run off* they won't be gone long. Salad is pretty much asexual. She'll get bored with him.
Cleo: She'll get bored with HIM? Salad will get bored with her.
Me: yes... whatever. Onto the next subject of discussion - challenges! Being the leader of this thread, I feel the obligation to bring up that challenges might be a nice thing to do!

who thinks we should have challenges?

Jax- yes. Just like that.

Flowerbee- Beast is most definitely one of the most evil muses here.

Me: Salad came back! Wheee! He wrote an entire chapter in one morning! <-He's so cute when he's inspired!

 

You do whatever you want, oh Grandious Leader. *is happy because the Beast is having a nap*

 

Jax? Heh, that's the first time someone has called me that. *snickers*

Btw, my muse is evil enough to never want to respond to challenges.

 

*pokes Beast* Oh Beasty! Wake up so you can torture poor flowerbee some more.
Esh: This is a job for... Fireman!
Me: Whatever.
Esh: Hey! You're the one who's obsessed with Superman right now.
Me: Oh yeah. Right. Go ahead, then. But you won't be finding a Lois any time soon. Vongy, challenges sound fine, execpt I won't be taking part in any. Unless it's a drabble. That I can do.

 

*Beast wakes up, Flowerbee screams and runs for her OC's lives*

 

Jara_Dax- it is? sorry about that. I have a friend named Dara and yesterday I called her Kara. see, my brain is down the loo!

Me: Okay! Challenges!
Cleo: Oh goody...
Me: Since were ARE the Evil Muses Society,
Salad: We are?
Me: with the exception of a few... Moving on! I think we need to have a challenge!

The Fangirl Challenge

In fangirl format, capture a character and TORTURE HIM/HER to your best abilities. Here's an example:

Summary: Okay. this is a fic about my date with Obi-wan!

Vongchild: Hi! *waves madly and points to Obi-wan on a leash*
Obi-wan: Okay...
Vongchild: *hugs*
Obi-wan: *gasps for air*

Yeah... okay! Have fun!

Oh, and since its fangirl fic, poor punctuation is a must! Muses welcome to participate.

*Has a feeling there will be a Tal/Salad response*

 

We would get in trouble, Vongy precious.

 

Just a clarification, don't torture torture them, funny-torture them.

like this!

Clara (or whatever your mary sue's name is): Will you marry me?
Anakin: I'm kinda already married... *tugs collar*
Clara: Oh! I can take care of that! *writes a mean padme-dies viggy* pow! Now will you marry me?
Anakin: ANGEL!! NOOOOOO!
Clara: She was a mary sue, anyways.
Anakin: *hiss*
Clara: You're so cute when you're angry.


get it?

 

*is very confused*

My Muse... Is something so alien even I don't know what it is. I know it is very dangerous and has to be locked up at night, but beyond that...