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Mirage_GSM wrote:Seemed to end somewhat abruptly, but you don't get to complain about free stuff, eh?

It does kinda fit Soon-hee's fragmented speech pattern, though.

Thanks for treating us and Merry Christmas!

You're welcome, and Merry Christmas!

Part Three: I accept the tray of snacks and bow in thanks. Nakajima smiles and nods. Setsuko, meanwhile, dons the antlers. “How do I look Sonny?” she asks me. Nakajima tilts her head, “Sonny?” I repress a sigh and explain, “Say my name three times fast in English.” I have come to terms with this. Be...

Part Two: “If you go, don’t go ‘cuz you pity her. Go because you want to.” I nod, and, almost to myself, mutter, “Must be hard being class rep for 3-4, huh?” Setsuko shrugs, “Each class has its own issues, jus’ like people. By the by, if you do decide to go, could yah haul my keyboard fer me?” I giv...

I’ve become a specter of the forums, haven’t I? A living legend that haunts the hallowed, emptying halls of a once fertile land, its denizens long moved to other things. What, I can be a bit melancholic in the winter. Anywho, Christmas time, for winter has come, with all its glory, and all its horro...

You never had any scruples about jumping up and down timelines before... True, but with this one it means I have to declare the results of my first birthday special in the series (ie, did Lynda and Misha move to Japan for Misha's career or stay in the States?) I am conflicted on the answer and may ...

Hooray, more Hoitash! Even better, more Misha and Lynda! I have read and enjoyed all of the stories you've written, even with as silly as some of them can get (maybe because of how silly they can get) but I really really enjoy all of your USM stories. It's nice to see Misha get her own happy ending...

Mirage_GSM wrote:Having seen neither of those films probably takes away from the enjoyment of this story a bit, but still - thanks for the treat

I am a niche writer, after all

Oh, and:

a considerable feaet since it wasn’t twist-of

Whoops. Fixed.

Part Four: ( Here’s the trailer for fun ) George raised an eyebrow at the screen, “How is this like the book? We’re in California.” I shrugged, “I just like this version the most. The Spielberg version gets the whole survivor angle better, and there is a version that was faithful to the book, but th...

Part Three: “Ooh!” I leaned forward in my chair far enough to rock it slightly, “Leonard Nimoy!” Oji mimicked my new position, his eyes narrowed at the screen, “No way.” “Way.” Sarah snorted, “Nerds.” Kenji snorted in amusement, “Super Nerds.” “The nerdiest,” George contributed. I glanced at Oji, wh...

Part Two: “Well,” Kenji grunted and started chugging his beer, “there’s your body.” Sarah grimaced at the crumpled heap at the bottom of the cellar of the ravaged general store, “Yikes. What happened to him?” “An excellent question,” I remarked. Sarah frowned and watched the cop slowly turn off the ...

From the deserts of North America! From the deserts of outer space! From the university dorms of Japan! The time has come! REJOICE! FOR CHAOS COMES! WORDS FOR THE WORD GOD! TROPES FOR THE TROPE THRONE! Ahem. Drink Hard on a Couch 5: It Came From Beneath the Couch! For the umpteenth time Kenji and I ...

Part Boo: “…Huh,” Misha muttered, “I… I don’t know what to do with that.” “Just ignore it,” Lynda advised, “and get her a tequila sunrise or something.” “Could I have a Woodchuck, actually~?” Misha asked. Henry nodded and looked to Lynda, “You want anything?” She shook her head, “Later, maybe. Someo...

It’s been a while since I did a USM story, but after careful consultation with a bottle of Jameson, a magic 8-ball, and the vivisection experiments in the basement (who really need to keep it down before I lose my deposit), I have decided the time has come for another one! (Also the fact that I’m no...

Mirage_GSM wrote:Thanks for having written another few thousand words to keep us entertained

Thanks, it's what I do .

Don't forget folks, I do non-KS writing, too!

And so the Wandering Wizard Writer left the Divide, a desolate, scorched land housing only ghosts and monsters of the Old World. None of the denizens of this broken realm disturbed him as he left. Still, the Wizard could not shake the feeling of being watched. Before departing the Divide, in a low o...