Have some confetti!

I hereby give you a chocolate cake with a set of numbers
(I added enough for triple digits, just in case. :) )

I’ve been away, so I didn’t see this when it was actually your birthday. Hope it was good fun! Have some ginger cake!

Oooo, that's a nice early present!

Ah, Scratch... I have a few books on it, but was never able to use it because of my PC not having Flash.

I know it's late but have a triple chocolate cupcake anyway! No one can say no to a cupcake!

Yey! To another year!

Take something fun. And... since I don't know what would be fun, have a grab-bag of Free Wolfenstein stuff!

-Here's The Digital Antiquarian's article on the original Castle Wolfenstein. It also contains a link to that original game, which works if you have an apple ii emulator. If you don't, here's the 1984 DOS version at the Internet Archive

-If that's not your thing, check out WolfenDoom: Blade of Agony, assuming you haven't already. I know that's not a safe assumption, but hey, it could be fun.

That's... uh... honestly all I've got. Dangit, I don't know Wolf as well as I know Doom...

Have a potatoe(sic). It's like a potato, but better because of the e.

1. If you're wondering who the ginger character is, that's my old Scratch avatar. (Or Amazonite, my old Steven Universe sona, in the segment in the comment simulator where she's dancing to "Rasputin" with Peridot.) If you're wondering who the guy in the hoodie is, that's Teenage!Palpatine, a really old OC from the beginnings of my Scratch career. If you're wondering who the guy in the suit is, he's from an actually masterfully made horror game on Scratch that I was a fangirl of at the time.
   
   2. I just now watched the comment simulator (2nd link), and I'd have to say both cringe warning, edge warning, and jumpscare-ish warning. If you want to avoid the jumpscare-ish (it's a Photoshop Flowey laugh), stop at the comment talking about "Team Angel" from an RP I was in. If you want to avoid the edge, stop when the music changes to the Pirate Invasion theme from Terraria. If you want to avoid the cringe, only click on the third link, because that one is just a cake generator.
   
   -Twistey

Stealing Harry is, from what I can tell, an interesting AU where Lucius Malfoy went to Azkaban for killing Peter Pettigrew instead of Sirues. This results in Sirius and Remus running a bookshop to keep an eye on Harry from a distance, and eventually rescuing him from the Durslay's when he's eight.

Overall, it's well written and it doesn't look like anyone's particularly OOOC.

- Tomash

https://archiveofourown.org/works/537879

I like these threads but it's always hard to decide which ones to recommend since I have so many...

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
*The Pony POV-verse by AlexWarlorn
Links: http://alexwarlorn.deviantart.com/gallery/32745467 (read these first), http://alexwarlorn.deviantart.com/gallery/32848832
A terrific story that takes an in-depth look at the affect Discord had on the characters and what comes after. It's more of a psychological look at the effects Discording would have on a pony... and the aftermath is not always pleasant. But the story is well-written and engaging, and incorporates previous My Little Pony series in an interesting way.
* Marionettes by Kendell
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11594755/1/Marionettes
The story is a delightful skewering of the "Villain of the Week" trope with plenty of twists and turns. And it does incorporate canon... up to a point, anyway.

One Piece
*Marie D. Suesse and the Mystery New Pirate Age by Phalanx
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6328454/1/Marie-D-Suesse-And-The-Mystery-New-Pirate-Age
this is a fic about Mary Sues... all the while taking a deconstructive, and even deep, look into the concept. I can't recommend this one enough for people who like Mary Sue deconstructions.

Harry Potter
*Wish Carefully by Ten Toes
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4356667/1/Wish-Carefully
A delightfully cathartic read that points out the folly of the Death Eaters in a very satisfying way.

Crossovers
*Satellite Eyes by Geyhi
(Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Twilight)
Link: http://twispitefic.livejournal.com/21603.html
Why I like this one is obvious- Buffy shoots down all of Edward's attempts to be romantic in a very satisfying way.
*The Wedding Crashers by dasMervin
(Supernatural and Twilight)
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6721038/1/The-Wedding-Crashers
A gloriously cathartic read as the Winchester brothers (and Castiel) poke holes into the vampires' smug, self-aggrandizing ways.

And this is only a fraction of stories I like!

First off, a beautiful Johnlock figure skating AU: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14298093/chapters/32985759
It's incomplete as of now, but it's not on hiatus and the author has definite plans to finish it. It's just really, really beautiful, and also very accurate when it comes to skating (the footnotes are so helpful).

Next is a Supernatural RPF fic, so most of you probably won't be interested in reading it. For those who do like RPF, though, it's Jared/Jensen in a spy AU. And it's actually well-done and really adorable, I loved it.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/5553827

Sorry they're both on AO3. I know that's not what people tend to use around here, but I vastly prefer it to FF.net, so that's where I read fanfic.

As stated above, this is an original work, and even though you repeatedly said “fan works”, I wanted to share it with you. There’s yandere in there, so I would hesitate to call it realistic, but it’s pretty amusing/entertaining. It’s incomplete and on a hiatus, though.
So, with just this little delay, I give you; “My Perfect Classmate: Marilyn Susan” by Azule
https://www.quotev.com/story/6147874/My-Perfect-Classmate-Marilyn-Susan-Hiatus

It's called Antithesis, it is an AU of Harry Potter, but I believe it's well written.
Yes, it is a WBWL story, but it works well. It's an emotional story that makes you cry, rage and cheer on the characters. It also depicts the canon characters fairly well.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12021325/1/Antithesis

If you know Undertale, READ YOU CAN ONLY USE YOUR OWN. You can find it here: https://archiveofourown.org/series/369158

It's basically the best example I've ever found of how to write an AU well. (Spoilers and mental health stuff abound, though, so do heed the tags!)

I'm Twistey, and you'll probably know why you should groan at me, I mean get to know me, pretty soon.

For your newbie present, here's a device that can scan your old art and determine what you were thinking when you drew it. I sure as heck need that IRL right now.

Welcome to the PPC!

-Twistey

Welcome to the PPC! What are your fandoms? Have a slice of Generic Cake and a virtual black cape. (I need the real one for my Halloween costume).

Think you're gonna stick around? :)

...That's my job. Thanks for the heads up.

at least per the FFnet Twitter

Thanks for the heads up, please keep us posted on updates.

Is this a recent thing? Does it matter if you go I to your own account/settings page? Will it still happen on mobile devices?

...This kind of thing is not good for my paranoia.

I've finally gone ahead and kicked the FRN bucket with this, to be honest. Which is to say, done withmy FFN profile, though it'll still be a good place for badfic hunting as long as the JS exploit stays on profiles.

I'm still flailing about getting the text out of the Quotev stories I have claimed.

I'm not much good with electronics, though. Am I reading this wrong, or is Notability only available on Apple products?

—doctorlit, intrigued

Things down deep come in two configurations: either sturdy enough to withstand the horrible pressures and cold (like whales) or gelatinous enough to not be crushed (like most everything else down there).

Giant/Colossal squids are an exception to the rule because their bodies are laced with ammonia, which maintains a constant pressure at any depth.
This also makes giant/colossal squid quite inedible. Didn't stop people from trying anyways.

Even more NSFW facts
Some squid species reproduce by having a male swimming next to a female, loading tiny harpoons with a flesh boring acid/semen tandem "warhead", firing the harpoons at the female and then swim away. The acid cuts through the female's flesh and the semen, now injected into her bloodstream, will find its way.
Yes, that is indeed drive-by rape.
NSFW facts end here

If I recall, larger (1+meters long) squids currently have zero human casualties to their name. Not for lack of trying, though, as Humboldt squids have been known to attack divers.
This is of course not including stories of krakens attacking and sinking ships, which are unlikely at best.

Giant squids have the largest brains amongst invertebrates. How smart does this make them is currently not known.

I wonder how many calamari rings you can get out of one of those?

Their spine is like a piece of plastic. Either that, or what I found was actually a piece of plastic that the folks preparing the specimen stuck in there for whatever reason. I also ended up being the only person in my group project group still dissecting the thing by the end of the dissection. Everyone else was too squicked. Mwahaha >:)

Also, I applaud you for that Portal reference. *applause*.

-Twistey

...Sorry, couldn't resist.

But that was pretty informative. So what is it about squids that you find so interesting anyway?

Was the most informative piece i have ever seen on Squids. The information is detailed and astounding.
Although, as it lives in the sea, I will avoid.
One thing I know for sure, is that the ocean is very weird.

... and in these strange eons even death may die.

I prefer octopi. They can solve Rubik's cubes and hide in coconuts, and some of them can even change color. Add in the poison that the blue ringed octopus has, you've basically got nature's own covert operative: cunning, stealthy, and extremely lethal.

So this is a story idea that I’ve been entertaining for some time, but I never actually got around to writing it; https://docs.google.com/document/d/13C1uK1X3coWktdIT5IcAYKB3jCiBpa3ZJkeAqB6Bwhg
Adding on to what’s in the docs, so- this is going to be long, possibly over complicated, and maybe a bit weird. So it’s about these two foster sisters, and one is supposedly the hero from some prophecy, and also has Suvian Traits, and the other, who is bitter, jealous, and likely to betray her foster sister, is sent with her to defeat the villain, but then they find out somewhere along the journey that they are actually twins, and the Sue has only half a soul.

And then they find out that the villain thinks the “darker” twin is the hero of the prophecy and it’s just very confusing.

And THEN they find their mom, who got captured by the villain, and she tells them that she only had one kid?

So they just loop back to the guy who told them that the Sue has only half a soul, and it turns out the other twin also has half a soul?

So it’s just like... they’re the same person, holy sh*t.

And after they defeat the villain, they spend a long, long, time figuring out what to do, because they grew up differently, and they have different views on the world and friends and stuff, and... yeah.

1. It looks like your last activity on the Board was in March. Are you active in the Discord? In other words, do people know who you are? (Discordians, do you know SillyPhilly?)
   
   2. Are you looking for betas for your Permission request, or for a mission you intend to publish assuming you get Permission, or both?
   
   ~Neshomeh

"So, what do you think?" The Cybertronian asked his companion. Several panels of grey-painted cardboard were strapped to the vending machine, giving him the vague appearance of a Gameboy. His human partner was wearing a blue coat with white fur trim along its hood and currently munching on a hot dog. He swallowed it and pulled down his skull mask.

"Yeah it ain't bad. How's mine?"

"You made that out of stuff you had lying around, at least I had to actually fabricate something."

"Perhaps, but being lazy is consistent with the character I am portraying, so there's really no bones about it."

The Cybertronian blinked a few times. "Did...you just...".

"Anyways." The human in the last minute costume started to head into the party. "There's no need for us to be a couple of lazy bones. We're gonna have a good time."

She burst through the doors and sashayed her way toward the crowd, grinning, fully expecting the entire room to stop and stare... only to realize about five steps in that her partner was not beside her. What the hell? She turned around and saw that he was still in the doorway, standing stock-still. With an aggravated growl, she stalked back toward him.

"Hey!" she hissed. "What gives?"

"This was a bad idea," said Derik, shaking his head. "I don't know why I ever thought this was a good idea."

Gall was confused. "What, the party?" She thought he'd been looking forward to it.

"No, no. This." His gesture included the two of them and what they were wearing—or, largely, not wearing.

His costume was fine. He was Jason Momoa's Aquaman. He didn't have the beard, but he had brushed some temporary gold highlights into his hair, which was almost the right length, and he had quite enjoyed letting Gall stencil the intricate, Polynesian-inspired fake tattoos all over his upper body. His only actual clothing at the moment was a pair of low-cut dark green leather pants. That was all fine on its own.

It was Gall's costume that made the whole thing a terrible, crass joke. It had been funny when they were planning it in the response center, but now, in public...

She wasn't wearing much on top herself, just a bandeau with a pair of pink seashells fitted to her breasts. Below, sparkling green leggings with frilly bits suggestive of fins floating around her calves. (She hadn't for one moment considered an actual dress.) She'd even wetted her hair and brushed it out until it was relatively smooth and reached to her upper back.

None of this did a single thing to hide the unmistakable bulge of her belly.

As far as she was concerned, that was the point. It was the coup de grace of the joke. Also, she was thrilled about her pregnancy, and as she'd entered her fourth month, she'd gotten a surge of energy that made her more irrepressible than ever. She was excited. She was proud. She glowed. She wanted everyone to notice.

Derik was excited and proud, too, sometimes. Mostly, and at this particular moment, he was terrified.

"Well, you can't back out now," Gall said. "Not after all the work I put in!"

He really, really wished he could, but she was right. As much as he wanted to run away, doing so would be at least as shameful as whatever attention was about to come his way.

But perhaps there was a middle road. "I'm not backing out," he said, and even took a step into the room to prove it, letting the doors close behind him. "Do you want anything? Food? Water?"

She narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion, but biology got the better of her. She tilted her head. "You know what's weird? Remember those horrible fried green goo things from last year?"

"Yes?" He wasn't actually sure he did; a lot of the latter half of last year's party was fuzzy.

"I could so demolish a plate of those right now."

Derik smiled. "I'll see if they're there." He turned to abscond.

"Ooh, and maybe if there's haggis? That's a scary Halloweenish food, right?"

He had to look back. "Really?"

Gall scowled and put her hands on her befrilled hips. "Don't you dare judge my cravings."

"Never!" He put up his hands, don't shoot, and made his escape. If he could just set her up with some snacks and then avoid her the rest of the evening, maybe everything would be fine...

(( To the people who didn't know my secret plans: Surprise! This is a thing that is happening and was never not a thing that was going to happen.

(( If he doesn't run into anyone else first, I'll send Derik over to Ix and Charlotte's thread with the food table. Due to conflicting canonicity and the convenient excuse that he was kinda blitzed, he doesn't really remember anything that happened with Ix, so that should be interesting. ∗eg∗ ))

He adjusted his glove slightly and looked around the room, taking in everybody present. "I seem to recall something occurring two years prior to this night that was... unpleasant for all involved."

His companion shifted the fur cape hanging from his right shoulder, then smiled up at the first man. "Oh, don't worry about that," he said. "It'll be fine, and even if something does happen, we're Agents. We know how to handle ourselves."

The frown the man dressed as a slightly-more-practical (he wasn't going to leave his thighs bare) Chandra Nalaar bore lessened slightly. "You may have a point," he admitted. "I have not yet uncovered anything suggesting anything similar shall occur." Yet being the key word.

The man dressed as Liliana, Last Hope of Innistrad turned his attention to the room at large. "There, you see? If something was going on, you of all people would have found it." He looked around, hoping to see someone he might know. "Now, let's enjoy ourselves."

"How does she see through these things?" growled Apecian, brushing his currently reddish-pink bangs out of his eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night. "It's gotta be magic!"

"It is probably science, actually," Michael said, a slight smile playing across his face. He seemed perfectly at ease in his formal white-and-gold shirt and black pants, unlike Apecian, who was still getting used to moving in what amounted in a wedding dress.

"No, she's a - waaaait a minute." His irritation vanished and he grinned at his partner. "Okay, yeah, it's science. Guess her dad really planned ahead, huh?"

"She was meant to be a perfect perpetual combat machine," Michael pointed out. "It would be a rather large oversight to just... let her die because she refused to cut her hair."

… exclaimed Chelsea as she walked into the party, her footwear flopping against the floor.

Lemon, in a witch’s hat and dress, looked worriedly at her partner’s flippers on her feet. “Don’t you think you should at least change your choice of footwear?”

Chelsea, with an anglerfish mask over her head and a ghillie suit over her body, turned around. “Too late for that now!” She waddled towards the food.

Lemon shrugged, watching her go. “Alright then.” She then followed.

((Heyo! I decided to try RPing again! Lemon is a rat from the Sonic continuum and Chelsea is an Inkling from the Splatoon continuum. Edit: made an error on the mask, so I deleted part of a sentence.))

This rumbling proclamation from the towering posthuman did little to discourage his young human companion. “Leonidas. We’ve already been over this. As far as I know, Dozle Zabi is the only character from the franchise with a build remotely similar to yours.”

The Space Marine, the one the (much) smaller of the two Agents referred to as Leonidas, shrugged his massive shoulders. The oversized uniform of a Zeon officer seemed to be struggling to contain the warrior’s powerful form, as if at any moment he might erupt from it as a wild creature more beast than man. “Very well, Samuel. Who are you impersonating again?

“Just call me Sammy, I really don’t mind,” answered the gold-haired human boy at his side. The youth’s gray eyes peered up at his counterpart through a pair of pilot’s goggles. “I’m Quatre, remember? Pilot of the Gundam Sandrock?” The gleam of excitement in Sammy’s eyes touched a buried memory and the Space Marine’s flint-hard gaze softened slightly. "Very well..let's go." With that, they wandered into the room.

Kat glared at her brother, one hand on the door handle.

“I’m not sulking! I’m being in character!” Edward was dressed as a zombie, and he was walking like one too: arms stretched out in front, staggering from side to side.

“Don’t be silly! Just because I dragged you to this party doesn’t mean you can act stupid! I don’t know about you, but I’m here to have fun and socialise, not to have an embarrassing brother trailing after me!”

“I’m hardly the most embarrassing person in HQ. Anyway, this is a complete waste of time.”

“Shut up,” said Kat, adjusting her witch’s hat with one free hand. “How do I look?”

“Like my sister.”

Kat rolled her eyes, pushed open the door and stepped through. Edward lurched after her, hissing “Brains...”

“I said, shut up!”

...said Thoth, adjusting his costume.

Tom shrugged, his grey cloak obscuring his face. "Hey, you can probably blame Derik somehow. I certainly would. Just avoid offering anyone Mjød this time. The residual smell of the vomit hung around for quite some time."

"Very well." said Thoth. "I do not wish to see this costume ruined in any case. It took significant effort to get it in the proper size." The fur-lined jacket he was wearing looked it: while it was cleanly stitched enough, it appeared just a bit ad-hoc. There were more seam lines than might be expected, as was required to fit a Astartes' frame.

"Hey, I had to put in some effort too!" Tom waved the implement in his hand, so as to draw attention to it. "I had to find a distaff! I didn't even know what a distaff was when I started doing this!"

"And I had to research anything about this uniform that the novels did not reference."

Tom squinted at Thoth. "And what possessed you to want to go as a Dragonrider anyways?"

"It's what I've been reading of late. Care for some Klah?" The tone of that response made it clear Thoth wasn't getting any more information.

--

In another corner of the party, two men were engaged in an argument.

"I don't look like him!"

"You absolutely do."

"I don't at all! The build's off, I tell you, not to mention the hair!"

"Then why'd you go as him?"

"Because everyone says I look like him!"

Ialthos grinned. "You're not getting out of this one that easy, dragon."

Ferrux, laughed, his eyes twinking. "Oh, really, then? Well then I guess I can do... this!" He planted a large hand atop Ialthos' head, rubbing it back and forth through his hair.

"Aaaugh! Stop that!" cried the knight. But he was smiling as he said it. "I'm too tall, and not even in the right costume for that to make sense!"

"We could have gone as a pair, you know..."

"Please. You can pull of Iskandar easy, but if you think I could do Il-Melloi II, you're out of your mind."

"And what is your costume, anyways?" asked Ferrux (who, despite what he might claim, could put on a decent show as The King of Conquerers if you didn't look too closely).

Ialthos puffed out his chest in mock pride, pulling his mottled green cloak close around himself. "I," he said, "am the formidable Ranger, Halt."

"...Huh. Why that?"

"You know how everyone says you look like Iskandar?"

"Yeah..."

"Everyone says I'm a discount Ranger."

((Yes, I've brought in two groups this year. Meet Tom and Thoth, once again, and for those of you who haven't yet, meet Ferrux the Dragon (presently in human form) and Sir Ialthos! I trust you'll find them pleasant enough.))

Ix stopped just inside the doorway, nervously gripping the hilt of her rapier. "I'm starting to have second thoughts."

Charlotte gently tugged Ix farther into the room with one hand, using the other to keep the skirts of her red gown off the floor. "I'm sure," she said firmly. "Your mask isn't going to fall off this time—you'll be fine." She paused, then reached up to adjust the black bandanna on Ix's head. "Though hold still for a bit. You tied it crooked."

Ix's mouth quirked up in a smile. "As you wish," she said, and offered Charlotte her arm. The pair set off towards the snacks table, Ix feeling significantly more confident about this year's Halloween party than the last.

It's usually okay to jump into a thread if something catches your interest. Like, if two characters are having a more intimate moment, you/your characters may wish to exercise common courtesy and leave them alone, but on the other hand, it might be okay to interrupt because of the Narrative Laws of Comedy. If you're not sure, just ask. More people/characters makes things more complicated, but as long as everyone takes turns and no one is left behind, it's fine. {= )

~Neshomeh

Starting off with Henry Robinson and Ian Thomas Horowitz, because the idea of Space Marine–precocious child interactions amuses me. ^_^ Will no doubt bring Derik and Gall in later, once I figure out what they're wearing.

~Neshomeh

I'll go grab a few characters. Thoth and Tom, no doubt, and a bit of whoever else I feel like. We'll see.

Threw Ix and Charlotte in to start, will probably see Ave, Zeb, and Elanor sooner or later as well. :)

But on the other hand, that's sort of what the Reality Room does. Drop a Suvian in there, and everything that doesn't make sense no longer functions. This may have the side-effect that the subject can no longer survive, which is why it's been used as an assassination method a couple of times. That works by isolating the Suvian from the Word Worlds so that their ability to manipulate narrative-based reality is denied. I don't know if there's a way to make that portable.

I think the reason a typical exorcism wouldn't work on a Suvian or character replacement is that, if you're going to drive out an evil influence, there has to be an influence-ee left behind that's worth saving. The whole conceit behind Suvians needing to be assassinated is that there's nothing salvageable about them. Suvians aren't under an evil influence; they ARE the evil influence. Charge lists exist to determine that this is the case, and that they're not just a mediocre character that could be improved with a bit of work.

~Neshomeh

I have a little prompt ready for this one, but I saw it again recently, my level of English forbids me of publishing anything without a beta-reader. SpaG is the main issue, but I'll take advices for anything else. Youu can post an answer here, email me, or PM on Discord.

When I saw this post, my mind jumped instantly to the game Fortnite.
I will go place myself in the naughty corner.

"Hi, Will!" VJ said, seeing her warlock partner walking through the RC door.

"Hullo!"



















-----

((What? That's it. She met a supernatural monster! :P))





((Okay, the actual prompt will be later))

Elanor held out her bag, beaming up at the elderly lady who opened the door for her.

"Aren't you precious," the lady said, beaming as she dropped a handful of fun-sized candy bars in Elanor's bag. "Are you supposed to be Sleeping Beauty?"

"I'm Princess Aurora!" Elanor declared proudly. She pointed toward the sidewalk. "And Mummy's Maleficent!"

The Aviator lifted a hand in greeting, accidentally knocking his horns askew. "Hullo."

The lady's smile became slightly confused. "Don't you mean your daddy, sweetheart?"

"Nope! Thank you for the candy!" Elanor shut her bag and went skipping back to the Aviator, who scooped her up.

"Kiddo, remember what I said?" he asked as they started towards the next house. "You need to call me Daddy while we're here."

"But you're my mummy," Elanor said stubbornly. "It's too weird to call you Daddy."

The Aviator kissed her nose, then blew a raspberry against her cheek. "It's Halloween," he said. "Think you can be weird for one night? You can call me Mummy when we get back home."

Elanor giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Okay, Daddy."

Tiger was extremely confused. Normally that was a very rare occurrence, but anyone would be confused by the situation Tiger was currently in.

He was meant to be working together with his sister to fight a Changer, which was a shapeshifting monster which could only be defeated by exploiting its weakness – but the problem was, different Changers had different weaknesses and there was no way to tell which weakness any Changer had.

This particular one was large and seemed to be made of purplish-black mist which was constantly changing shape. That made it a lot harder to attack in any way, because it would just change to avoid the attack.

Magic, on the other hand, couldn’t be dodged and most Changers couldn’t block it either, which gave them one weapon – but there was only so much magic they could use and they didn’t know which spells to use.

Holly shot a Freezing Spell at the Changer, but it had no effect. Tiger, meanwhile, was trying to think of possible weaknesses to attempt to work with. So far, he’d tried wind, fire and water, but none had worked.

The logical next choice was water, but his magic was running dangerously low and he doubted that Holly would try in any way to save him.

That was when the Changer decided to attack. It charged directly towards Holly, who quickly raised a magical shield to keep it away. It then turned on Tiger.

Heart pounding, he tried to summon a shield as Holly had done, but in his nervousness he mispronounced the spell and it didn’t work.

There was no chance for a second attempt. He tried to run, but it was already too late. As the tendrils of mist began to engulf him, he screamed. To his surprise, the mist retreated a little.

Surprised, he screamed again and this time the monster moved away from Tiger. Holly, seeing what was going on, screamed too and the eerie sound echoed through the still valley. A few banshee-like howls later, the purple mist melted away.

“Seriously?” said Tiger. “Its weakness is screaming?”

I'm the PPC's resident wild card. If you have an idea that doesn't pass by the other Boarders, you'll likely spot me.

Anyway, for your newbie present, I present to you the Eldritch Metronome. If you turn it on, it sends pulses of psychic disturbance through the minds of anyone who can hear it, forcing them to comply to the beat. You can screw around with the tempo as you please. Just never put it at march tempo (quarter note = 120), or else you'll summon the demon locked inside it.

-Twistey

*high-five* Have a box of Every Flavor Beans and a mechanical pencil!

It's been a long time for me since I said these words, so I'm celebrating this with a double gift: You'll get both the pot of black-hole coffee, and a bag of black-hole chocolates. Enjoy them and your stay ere.

/hands over some chocolate bark/

Also, I have never actually heard of the Maximum Ride movie. Therefore, I shall act like it's a Matrix sequel and doesn't exist! /I kid, I kid; that only applies if you don't like it, not if you just haven't seen it.

Here, have some chocolate and enjoy your stay!

And don't worry, we don't bite... much.

Have a gromril letter opener forged by my ancestors!
Seriously. I have too many of these things.

I am also new! Also, if you like Maximum Ride, then have you read the Virals series?

Glad to see we share some fandoms - I’m also into Harry Potter and Warriors!

Have a chocolate chip cookie, as I’ve just baked a batch.

Have a basilisk scale, freshly shed!
Hope you enjoy your time here at the PPC.

Have a suit of slightly holy Imperial Guard flak armor, guaranteed to last you the rest of your life. (Average lifespan of deployed Imperial Guardsman: 15 hours.)

Also: There was a Maximum Ride movie?

Here's a cupcake!

Welcome aBoard! Here's your newbie gift! *hands you a three-ring binder containing a printed copy of the entire List of Things I Am Not Allowed To Do In The PPC* It's self-updating, too!

Nice to see you here! Have a copy of How to Read Literature Like a Professor and a full set of roleplaying dice in whichever color or pattern you very well please. And, you know, infinite yarn bracelets. As you do.

Hello, and welcome aBoard! For your newbie gift, take this plate of freshly-made SPaGhetti!

If you haven't yet read them, may I point you towards the Original Series and the Constitution? They're pretty much the only required reading around these parts. Another useful resource you might use is the Wiki; if you have any questions, just look here before asking. We like it when newbies do the research. ;)

I haven’t seen Quon Vet myself, but I’m fairly certain we should have seen JLI(Jealous Love Interest) have a flashback to a scene where his former girlfriend was cheating before he died his Tragic Death (The Generic Love Story, by Some Person)

What's your favourite arc? I'm an unabashed fan of the season 2 UnderWar; I mean, I would've preferred a Hades victory, but Osiris earned it, right? Though it would've been nice to see more of the Xibalbans.

And yes, I still ship Persephone/Hel - how can you not? The way Hel brought 'Seph back from the brink during the Magister's S3 scheme - pure shippy gold.

hS

1. Obscurity level: I bet no one knows but me
   Oh my God! When Protagonist kills Evil Master Who Initiates the Plot, he/she then becomes the new one and does the same thing all over again! There's even a little foreshadowing, as Evil Master reveals a true form that looks similar to and fights exactly the same as Protagonist!
   
   2. Obscurity level: Maybe one or two would know
   Oh my God! Big Bad is Mentor Figure's former love interest! And when they just can't kill each other, Tricky Henchman attempts to carry forth the plan to destroy and rebuild the world instead and gets powered up by the Dark MacGuffin, with help from a brainwashed Sidekick!
   
   3. Obscurity level: Well-known, at least among here
   Oh my God! Dark Chosen One decides that world domination isn't a good thing after all!
   
   4. Obscurity level: I bet no one knows but me
   Oh my God! When Protagonist has finally retrieved Damsel in Distress from Sexually Deprived Villain, she then gets captured again, this time by Rival #1! What will he do?!
   
   5. Obscurity level: Thoth probably knows this one, and I bet some of you can guess
   Oh my God! That enemy that Protagonist just killed wasn't actually Big Bad! Or that one... or that one... or that one... or that one... Oh hey, Big Bad is over here and he has a powerful weapon.
   
   -Twistey

I can't believe Villain was Main Character's father! What a twist, give them a hand!

Guy Whose Death Instigates The Plot's Cryptic Last Words were actually just Symbolic Childhood Memento.

Because I have so many that it’s really not worth making a new thread for each of them. I will probably make a new one at *some* point, though.

It's because the page is partially protected and you are just too shiny-new to edit it yet. I think the latency period is three days, so just give it some time, and the option should appear.

The reason for this, if anyone is wondering, is because we had a couple spates of non-Boarders adding a ton of fics in fandoms no one was interested in and cluttering up the list. The list is only really useful if what's being put there is stuff PPCers might actually want to spork.

~Neshomeh

Not everything needs a new thread. I haven't done the math yet, but I'm pretty sure you have the majority of the threads on the front page at present. We like to be conservative about making new threads here: Every new thread you make buries something.

Just... slow down. See if there's already a thread that you can write under. Consider whether we really need to know something. If you've already posted a thred presently at the top of the board, consider hijacking that.

Having said that, this is something people should know, and definitely appropriate to make a thread about. However, I don't have the expertise to help out.