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6th-Feb-2010 10:54 pm - Playing House -- concluded!
star amethyst
Chapters Thirty-Four through Forty )

(( With tremendous gratitude to the wonderful SkyStreak for collaborating with me ... really couldn't have done it without you, hon! ))
19th-Nov-2009 04:24 am - City of Smut :)
CoX
Note: the following fic includes content of an adult and/or explicit sexual nature and as a result may not be suitable for all readers or necessarily safe for work, etc.

Seriously, SMUT ALERT!!!


Compiled from a collaborative effort by Christine & Simms.

If you are of delicately-offended sensibilities or just plain don’t like to read about this kind of thing, turn back now!

Really. You’ve been warned.


Larrah and Theo )

Reposted here in my LJ because it might be deemed a tad too much for the board.
star amethyst
From the people that brought you “At the Museum,” “Caught!” and “Just Another Day in Paragon City” …


Epic, dramatic, orchestral Hans Zimmer style music.

Poster-type shots of the Freedom Phalanx, the Young Paragons, the Liberty Alliance.

The voice of Zenith Meridian, solemn, rich with timbre and gravitas: “Our world is one of heroes. Of the struggle to bring law and justice to a troubled society.”

Sweeping aerial pan of Atlas Park, the statues, the skyline, zooming in on the flag waving atop City Hall.

Zenith Meridian, voice-over: “There are some dangers that can be faced.”

Image/video montage: Lord Recluse ranting, Council soldiers in formation, Tyrant Nadir looking malevolent, Countess Crey looking cold, Lord Nemesis addressing his troops.

Zenith Meridian, voice-over: “There are some battles that can be won.”

Image/video montage: The Aspirant taking down a Rikti dropship, Star Amethyst confronting Nightstar, both of them dogfighting the Luftwaffe.

Zenith Meridian, voice-over: “But there are some forces that not even the best heroes can fight forever.”

Darkness.

Silence.

Pause.

Then, in the darkness:

A low murmur. “Amelia …”

A soft whisper. “Arthur …”

Closeup of slender fingers smoothing blond hair.

Music again, instrumental, Taylor Swift’s ‘You Belong With Me.’

From-behind shot of a ponytailed girl in a bathroom, slipping out of a purple shirt. Bare, creamy shoulders and thin white silky spaghetti straps.

Arthur: “I, uh, don’t know if … if my mom would be exactly wild about us being, uh, here … like … um … this. You know. Alone. Together.”

Steam-fogged glass door, hissing water, glimpse of a lean, muscular male figure in the shower.

Backlit silhouette of a girl in a doorway. Wearing something satiny, and short.

Amelia: “I’m here. I’m staying.”

The two of them face-to-face, inches apart, laughing … which then turns to a moment of blushing realization and awareness.

Closeup of linked hands, clasping, holding.

Amelia: “We should …”

Arthur: “Yeah.”

Closeup of blue eyes, his, dreamy yet serious.

Closeup of brown eyes, hers, wide and heartfelt.

Arthur: “How does this thing come off, anyway?”

Amelia: “It hooks in the back.”

Rumpled sheets and blankets.

Closeup of him nuzzling the top of her head, laying his cheek against her hair, smiling.

The sound of a gasp, a sigh, a breath. “Oh …”

Darkness. Silence.


PLAYING HOUSE

An all-new feature-length fic.

Written by Christine, directed by Skystreak.

A Homewrecker Studios production.

Coming soon to a screen near you.
21st-Sep-2009 09:13 am - Gimme an Arrrrrr
tremayne
Fun with the base ... now my hunky pirate scrapper can haz a ship!

Shiver me timbers! )

Pretty damn pleased with myself, actually :)
6th-Sep-2009 09:07 am - Longbow Barbie is a Twit!
CoX
Hang on, that doesn't sound right ...

But!

Becca and I went to PAX yesterday, and took along the Longbow Barbie that I did. Showed her to the guys at the City of Heroes booth.

Matt "Positron" Miller took her picture, and she made his Twitter!

Hang on, that doesn't sound right either ...

Here she is!
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