MURKYSHADOW

First I have cried. Now I can't sleep. Maybe I just watch the pilot. Again.

FLAME

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BROWNCOATE3

I've been away for a long time. I will be bringing new stories to the table along with continuations of our favorite wolfish heroe and his crew's story. Please forgive me, and lower the guns. I promise I've been here before. It's all shiny I promise.:bash:

BROWNCOATE3

Rough Landing is up. Thanks to everyone that used to read, a special thanks if they still will. Let me know what you think. Thanks everyone for never letting the signal stop.

BROWNCOATE3

I'll be posting at least once a week. I promise. These weeks will be irregular due to vacation but I will still attempt to provide more story. Working on something with Angellemarcs as well, should be very interesting indeed. Hang on. The rides up and running again.:tongue:

THATWEIRDGIRL

I've been working hard at costuming and kinda lost touch with everything else. I'd like to thank MWP for getting the kids to convince me to make these little short films. They're silly and we have hours of fun giggling. The movies aren't the best ever, but they've brought us together. Over on ThatWeidGirl.com I keep telling folks how much fun it is. It really is. It keep the kids occupied. They love watching "their" movie over and over. Everyone contributes. My favorite part is the hours of "bad" video we have that are full of laughing and retakes and silly behavior. Have you ever seen two zombies giggling? It's awesome. Anyway, all that was to tell you to get the kids away from the video games. Plus, maybe we're making future producers who love Firefly and vampires. Check out ManWithPez's youtube account to see the 3 shorts we've made so far. We're shooting something today after the big game too.

FRELLINGBLONDE

As far as I'm concerned, anything that makes Sarah Palin uncomfortable or unhappy in any way HAS to be a good thing. So with that in mind, best of luck to Bristol Palin and Levi Johnston. Apparently both of their families are against the engagement, so it must be a good idea! Yeah, I straight-up hate that ignorant, "more American than thou" bitch.

DMAANLILEILTT

...to the election. Julia Gillard has called the election, and now we play the waiting game... Tony Abbott, your days are numbered. Me done.

ANGELLEMARCS

Shadows play in the corners of the room dancing in the candlelight, a single spider spins her web, each line, each silky string adding to the intricate pattern of her creation...it is beautiful, this silken masterpiece, where dew or dust falls on each sticky strand. It sparkles as the draft carries it gently, threatening to push her from the home she had made. Long spindled legs, no thicker than a head pin move like the workings of a well oiled clock, each one knowing where the next one should land, eight perfect timed steps repeated as she surveys the damage done. Wings flutter, white reflecting, the sound of beating the candle draws, air causing the pillar of light to send even more shadows to sway. She watches waiting, the candle's flame tempting, her front legs gently stroking each other in rampant anticipation. Would she get the coveted prize, or would the flickering flame scorch the very life juices she so desperately craved? Something stirs the ground, dust clouds rise sending little ghosts across the old church pews. Red and emerald, black and blue, eyes casting a glance toward the flame. Thin fingers dancing, tickling gently as the haunting ivories sing. One by one, notes become melody, right hand playing as the left brings the harmony.She knows the song well, the darkness writing those very notes upon her heart. Her head gently nods to the hypnotic trance eyes close, the notes like phantoms travel 'cross her eye lids. Each note...each chord flows like silken flesh, controlling her fingers as they dance. Black and white, ebony and ivory, together compelling this soul to wake as the shadows seem to dance in time to the torrent play... Slowly the sound begins to grow, deliberately brought on by the force of her fingers to the old piano's frame. Entirely immersed in this single moment, no harm come, no hurt ensue as she plays the wood, enamel, and metal...her face reflecting in the dark rich surface. Scarlett and green...black and blue...surface matters little here. No one...not the spider, the moth, or the shadows care that she isn't perfect, or beautiful...it is the music that paints the picture as the hurt melts away. Where love and hate aren't welcome, where hurt and pain remain hidden behind the wall the solitary sonata has built... Softly she caresses the keys, the song coming to an end. Fingers still poised, a deep breath brings those memories back, as if they were in the air...one tear, then another splash the ground, the bench, the keys and the world comes back without her wall to protect. Shadows turn to horrors unknown and for a moment she is lost once more... One by one...the notes become melody, the melody becomes song....Moonlight Sonata begins once more...her fingers playing what her soul so readily deserves....red and green, black and sapphire, the cycle still goes on. She in comfort finds her freedom, her soul its rest.....and the spider, her meal. One song...one hauntingly beautiful sonata....

CEDRIC

Ni-howdy, Browncoats, The Bedlam Bars are putting together a trip from Texas to Ontario and back, and we don't want to pass up a great opportunity to see lots of our shiny fellow Browncoats. So if you live in between Texas and Ontario, we'd love to play a house concert for your local crew. We'll even help you raise a little money for a local charity. A few of the cities we'd love to stop off in include Kansas City, Saint Louis, Chicago, and Madison--but nothing's nailed down yet. We like a slow, langorous journey. So send me an email at fithelere@gmail.com for more details. Keep flyin', Cedric P.S. If you emailed me about this in the past, please note that the email address in my earlier blog entry was wrong . . . Gosa!

BROWNCOATE3

It's good to be having fun exploring the 'verse with Bo and his gang again. But these new developments are getting problematic. Guess we'll have to stick with them to see what goes on. Hang on, things are getting more interesting.:wink:

BROWNCOATE3

Vacation is coming to an end quick. I enjoyed my time in The Land of The Rising Sun. I'll never forget it or the people I met. What better way to do that than immortalize them in Browncoat FanFiction? Hehheheh. Be on the look out for the next chapter. :tongue:

RAVEN112

I'm try to design a computer game thats like firfly i'm just not sure how to do it with out breaking copy rght laws (I'm also open to suggetions) :)

BYTEMITE

I've mentioned before being annoyed by being propositioned by people when I'm trying to go get lunch, despite dressing nothing like a prostitute (see "Lot Lizard"). Well, apparently "casual" dressed prostitutes are a thing around Salt Lake City, and in bad parts of town, there's no way for anyone to discriminate.

FRELLINGBLONDE

I do not like weddings. When my sister got married, the last thing I said to her before heading down the aisle was "You can still run!" Mostly because I thought she was marrying a shiftless, worthless douchecanoe (I was totally right, btw, and thankfully she has started to realize it.) but also because as stated before, I do NOT like weddings. I spent the entire ceremony faking a smile and counting down the minutes until I could get out of the four and a half inch heels Bridezilla forced me into (because I was much shorter than the other bridesmaids and she didn't want me to look "stupid" in the pictures). IF I ever get married (and that's a big "if," I feel like if I love a guy enough and we want to spend our lives together, getting married is more or less a formality) I will elope, because I have no interest in alienating my friends, bankrupting my parents and gathering my entire family in one place (an episode of Cops in the making). So what's my point here? Well, I'm working on my fic "Out of the Frying Pan" again, which I left off just before Simon and Kaylee's wedding. Annnnnd I'm skipping over the wedding. Yeah, turns out in addition to not liking weddings I also can't write them.

BROWNCOATE3

I'm writing again, and really enjoying it. Having a great time, even after vacation. But... Well I can't help but notice the lack of reader response. I'm really appreciative of Angelle, but come on guys, did my writing really plummet that much? I guess it could just mean that you guys aren't really enjoying this arc. Let me know what I can do to catch you all again. :banghead:

BYTEMITE

I'm opening presents. Plastic cooler treasure-chest sized presents. In retrospect, however, flasks of Nitric Acid plus ACME company style shipping, not as durable as advertised.

FRELLINGBLONDE

Recently spent a rather uncomfortable 30 minutes explaining to my mother the difference between a dominatrix and a prostitute. On the plus side, mom is now a little less freaked out by my new potential career path...

SOULOFSERENITY

I know it's been a while since I last posted a blog entry (4 years!), but I needed to post something somewhere. I know some of you remember me from way back when, and I also know that this community is just made of awesome. I don't know why I'm posting this. I just need to. My grandmother, Joan Rose Grosscup, passed away last night. It was sudden and unexpected. She was such a wonderful woman, and I'm going to miss her more than I even realize now. I guess I've been blessed so far. I'm 27, and to this date I've never had someone truly close to me die. This is going to be damn near impossible to get through, but I know I can. Growing up sucks...

FRELLINGBLONDE

So there's a Scientologist living upstairs from me. (Loooooong story how I know that.) Now, I am an open-minded person. But DAAAAAAAAAAAMN that freaks me out. (Sorry, I just don't trust any religion that requires you to pay to "ascend" to new levels.) I have never seen this guy in person. But from what I hear, I am guessing that he is nine feet tall, weighs a ton, wears steel-toed work boots 24/7, and has a hearing problem that necessitates keeping his TV and/or stereo playing at full volume, even at 2:30 in the morning. So yeah, I have an intense desire to throttle this guy and it has nothing to do with his creepy-ass religion.