R/A Club
This club is for those of us who look past the fact Al is a muderous, slave-trading, prone-to-violence demon. Yes, he hits Rachel, but he could do a lot more damage (those witches he killed for Piscary come to mind). However, he does care for her, in his own ways. Like when he’s willing to listen to her ideas, or making her tasty toasted cheese sandwiches. He tells her she isn’t a demon. And let’s face it, he wants her to stay with him.
Yeah, he ain’t a good guy, and Rachel knows that better than anyone, but at least he doesn’t hide it, and Rache is still willing to be around him.
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NaStyRoMo 
TONY – Thanks again for your story!!!!
It was hilarious!!
Thanks Ryan, it was fun to write!
RYAN’S BIRTHDAY–PART 2: 👿
(Part 1: https://nastyromo.wordpress.com/hea-clubs/ra-club/
(Door crashes open. In rushes Kylie, Alyssa, Ceri, and Quen. Minias, deciding caution was the better part of valor, elected to stay behind with Alyssa’s dog Nikki and make himself a stiff drink)
Kylie: “Behind the bar! Ryan was trying to get the lights turned on from the circuit breaker–”
Ceri: “Young ninja, please hold it together. Did you call for an ambulance?”
Kylie: “Yes, yes! Please hurry! By the way, I love your hair.”
Quen: “I thought the bat-girl was odd.”
Alyssa: (Kneels by a prone Ryan)”I don’t know if he’s breathing! I don’t know what to do.”
Ceri: (Kneeling beside Alyssa, touches Ryan’s neck) “He has a pulse, but it’s weak.”
Phil: “He doesn’t look so good.”
Alyssa: “Shit! I forgot you were here!”
Phil: “Yeah, I get that a lot.”
Kylie: “Hi ghost, you’re kinda cute.”
Alyssa: “Kylie!”
Ceri: “I don’t think the paramedics are going to make it–I think we are losing your friend Ryan.”
Alyssa: “Noooo! There has to be something we can do! You can do magic–can’t you do something?”
Ceri: “I can’t do anything. I’m sorry. If we could convince Minias…there might be a demon spell…”
Quen: “No, Ceri. Minias is right. It could attract Newt.”
Voice: “You know what you need? A demon who knows what they’re doing.”
Ceri: (turning slowly) “Yes, but…Oh no…”
Quen: “Get back demon!”
Kylie: “Hi Al! Thank you for coming!”
Alyssa: “Kylie! You called Al?!”
Kylie: (shrugs) “He kinda shows up when I need him.”
Ceri: “Al–we have a deal! I and my baby are not going to the EverAfter!”
Al: (smiles) “No, actually–we do not have a deal.”(sigh)”But, I DO have a standing deal with Rachel Morgan not to snatch any of her friends.”(turns to Alyssa) “You, however, I don’t know.”
Alyssa: “I-I-I…”
Kylie: “Cool your jets, honey. She’s with me.”
Al: “Damn you, little ninja–don’t interfere with my work. I–” (turns to ghost) “Hmmmm…and what do we have here?”
Ceri: “Al–don’t get any ideas. He’s a friend of Pierce, and Pierce–”
Al: “Is a friend of Rachel’s. Yes–I catch your drift.”
Alyssa: “This is all interesting, really, but my friend is in trouble.”
Kylie: “Al, Ceri says you can help Ryan.”
Al: “What’s in it for me, little ninja?”
Kylie: “I’ll help clean up your place in the EverAfter. I’m good at cleaning and organizing.”
Al: (smiling) “I have Pierce for that. I would like to know where Minias has been hiding. I bet Newt would like to know as well.”
Alyssa: “I’ll take a mark.”
Ceri: “No! You will NOT do that, Alyssa.”
Kylie: “Hey! I want a mark. Alyssa doesn’t even like you.”
Al: “That’s what makes it all the sweeter.”
Alyssa: “Just hurry!”
Al: “So you agree to a mark of your own free will–”
Ceri: “Don’t agree to anything he says, young woman. I will compose the agreement. If you are of a mind to do this, then I will make sure you are not cheated.”
Al: “Damn you elf!”
Kylie: “Let’s get on with this already! Ryan is turning blue–and not in a cool smurf way either.”
Al: (turns to ghost) “You’re name?”
Phil: “Ph-Ph-Phil.”
Al: “Well, Phil. You are a wandering spirit pulled from your tomb. You are fading with every minute. You know this, correct?”
Phil: “Yes, but I don’t want to go.”
Alyssa: “Why not?”
Phil: “You are going to laugh.”
Kylie: “Probably. Yes.”
Phil: “I hear that the future King of England is getting married. And…and I would so love to attend.”
Quen: “That is the most pathetic thing I’ve ever heard.”
Ceri: “Quen! Don’t tease the dead.” (turns to Al) “I know what you are proposing–get on with it.”
Alyssa: “What?! I don’t know what is going on! What’s going on?”
Kylie: “Prince William is getting married. Duhhhhhhh. Read a newspaper much?”
Alyssa: “No! That’s not what I mean!”
Phil: (turns to Alyssa) “Don’t worry, strange bat woman. You’re friend will be fine.”
Ceri: “But, what about you? Are you Okay with this?”
Phil: “Yes. I’m ready to begin my new life.”
Ceri: “You will not be in charge of Ryan’s life–you are not a strong enough spirit.”
Phil: “That’s Okay. I understand.”
Al: (claps hands) “Let’s get this show on the road!”
(Al grabs the ghost, Phil, by his neck. The ghost looks quite surprised that Al can touch him, let alone pick him up by his neck. Al shouts a single phrase: ‘Hamptonicious-alla-doscious!’)
Ceri: “Did it work? He’s not moving.”
Alyssa: “Ryan, can you hear me?”
(Ryan’s eyes shoot open and he yells, “Goooooooooaaaaaaallllll!!!”)
Kylie: “Oh my gosh! That was awesome! Do it again!”
Ryan: (blinks,staggers to his feet)”What happened?”
Alyssa: “You’re alive!”
Ryan: “It’s my birthday.”
Kylie: “That’s why we’re here, silly. Ceri and Quen are here(gestures at the pretty elf and her companion).
Ryan: “It’s my birthday.”
Al: “His brains are a little scrambled right now.”
Alyssa: “Maybe I should help him to the couch.”
Quen: “I’ll do that, no worries.”(grabs Ryan by his arm)
Ryan: (turns to Quen) “You’re boss is a dick.”
Quen: “You’re not the first to suggest that.”
Kylie: “Cool beans! All is well. Let’s party.”
Al: (clears throat)”There is the matter of my mark.”
Ceri: “Al–”
Al: “A deal is a deal.”
Alyssa: “WAIT! I get to choose where I want it, right?”
Al: “Quick child! My patience runs thin.”
(Alyssa shispers in Al’s ear)
Al: (smiles) “As you wish.”
(With a flourish of his hand, Al gave Alyssa his mark. Alyssa squeeked, but otherwise appeared no worse for the wear)
Al: (smiling) “With that, I bid you all goodbye…for now.”
Alyssa: (stares at empty spot where a demon had once stood) “O.H. is going to kill me.”
Ceri: “O-H?”
Kylie: “Other Half.”
Ceri: “Ah.”
Kylie: (jumping up and down)”Where is it?! Where is it?! Let me see!”
Alyssa: “Uhhhh…maybe later.”
Ryan: (from the couch) “Love you, Alyssa. Thanks!”
Alyssa: “You’re welcome. And thank you, Ceri–I don’t know what we would have done without you.”
Ceri: (smiling) “You’re welcome, dear.”
Kylie: “Is it on your butt?”
Alyssa: (blushes) “Kylie.”
(The door opens and in walks a group of people: Marsha carrying a cake, Antonio carrying a case of Four-Loco, Tiffany with a guitar, Jenn with a plate of ribs, Suzanne and the tot carrying an armload of brightly decorated presents,Aheila and Mud and Fyrefly followed. Rachel and Ivy, and a few others, showed up later. Soon, the place was jumping with music and laughter. And every now and again, someone would ask Alyssa why she wasn’t sitting down, and almost every time she would answer by telling them to “shut up!”)
The End…
You’re bringing a case of Four-Loco?!? This is the beverage you mentioned was being banned, right? -lmao- You’re too funny! 😉
I was wondering where you were going with having both a Phil AND a Ryan character. Very clever.
My favorite part is that Ryan comes awake yelling “Goooooooooaaaaaaallllll!!!” (-lol-). But then when you have Kylie say “Oh my gosh! That was awesome! Do it again!”, that just made it all the funnier! 😀
Nice job Tony!
Four-Loco for everyone!
I knew I would address the ‘Phil-Ryan thing’ eventually, and when the opportunity arose, it was too good to pass up. 😉
‘All well that ends well’… 😎
I agree with Tiffany, I loved the GOAL!!!
You know Antonio – You’ll be good at writing Script Frenzy… 🙂 You should try it next year.
And, I’d take a demon mark for you guys anyday. This gives me something to write about! Lol. Great story.
It IS really invigorating to just write ‘fast’ dialogue.
You know what? You took a demon mark for Ryan AND Minias–i kinda missed that on my first read-through. You were protecting Minias from Al and Newt, and you were saving Ryan(and Phil*grin). I wonder what your mark would look like? Is it a circle with a line through it? I forget… 😎
Three smiling females: A Pixy, a Werewolf, and a Ninja(from left to right) sit on a couch opposite a handsome man sitting in a straight-back chair. He’s their insurance agent. And he’s also a werewolf.
David: “I’m Mr. Hue–you can call me David. Your normal agent – Abercrombie Thistlebottom – asked me to drop by. Something about a party that got out of hand?”
Marsha: (clears throat) “The Halloween party, yes. It was also Fyrefly’s birthday.”
David: “And you are…”
Marsha: “I’m Marsha. Would you like something to drink?”(turns to her left)”Kylie, you spend more time here than I do, maybe you can get Mr. Hue a lemonade or something…”
Kylie: “I can get you a Fresca!”
David: “No thanks, really I–”
Kylie: “We got Diet Cherry Dr. Pepper. Well, actually, it’s plain ol’ Diet Dr. Pepper, but there’s some OceanSpray Cranberry-Cherry in the fridge I like to mix into it. Kinda’ my own special secret ingredient. Only it’s not really secret, obviously, I just like calling it “top secret” because it’s funny. Did you know cranberry juice is good for your kidneys?”
David: “Y-Yes, I knew that. but no thank you. Um…Kylie, right?”
Kylie: “That be me, Mr. Fancy-pants.”
Marsha: “Kylie! Sorry about that, David. She’s young.”
Kylie: “I’m a Ninja!”
Marsha: “Yes, dear.”(turns to her right) “I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce Jenn here.”
David: “It’s nice to meet you Jenn.”
Jenn: “It’s nice to feel you–I MEAN,MEET YOU! How embarrassing. Obviously I haven’t felt you yet. You’re not here to be felt by me or anyone! Not that I was going to. I’m married. I’m just here to look at you–TALK to you. I’m just here to listen and talk. That’s what I do. Listen and talk. Can I take your pants?”
David: (laughs)”I think I’ll hang on to them for now.”
Kylie: “You’re so pretty.”
Marsha: (sighs)”I’m sorry, David. We’ve been up all night with the party and some of us have imbibed more than we should.”
David: “Yes. Actually that’s the reason I’m here. I understand there’s been some damage here and across the street?”
Jenn: “The party kind of spilled out into the street.”
Kylie: “‘Imbibe’ means to drink alcohol.”
Marsha: “Kylie, honey, maybe you should lie down for a bit.”
David: “I won’t take long. I just need to take some statements. I can see there’s some glass on the floor. Is that from the front window?”
Jenn: “I swept up some nice pieces of glass already.”
Kylie: (turns to Jenn) “I thought for sure you were going to say something about his ‘nice ass’.
David: “This place smells like Demon. No offence, ladies…”
Kylie: “None taken! This is Al’s place afterall. He’s kinda my sweetie.”
Marsha: (rolls eyes)”I’m sure Mr. Hue isn’t interested in that.”
David: “Algaliarept owns this place?!”
Jenn: “No. The NaSties own this place and the club across the street–‘Rachel and Ivy Happily Ever After Club’.”
David: “Rachel Morgan and Ivy Tamwood?”
Marsha: “Yes! They were here last night. You should have come.”
Jenn: “You can come anytime.”
Kylie: “It’s like the gift joke that keeps on giving.”
David: “Rachel is a good friend of mine. She’s my Pack Alpha Mate.”
Kylie: “She gets around, doesn’t she?”
David: “Excuse me?”
Marsha: “David, can I ask you a personal question?”
David: “Sure.”
Marsha: “You and Rachel? You made her your Pack Alpha, but you won’t date her because she’s a witch?”
Kylie: “That’s some messed up shit, Fancy-pants. Al wouldn’t discriminate.”
Jenn: “Kylie!”
Kylie: “Just speaking the truth! A ninja can’t lie.”
David: “No, that’s Okay. I admire Rachel greatly. I just don’t believe in dating outside my ethnic heritage.”
Jenn: (crosses arms across chest)”That’s not very nice.”
Kylie: “Bloom off the rose, pixy?”
Jenn: “So, you know Ivy has a crush on you, right?”
David: “Uhhhhhhh…”
Kylie: “Duhhhhhhhhh…”
Marsha: “Kylie! Jenn!”
(Door opens)
Kylie: “Mud!”
Mud: “Hey everyone. Just thought I’d drop by and see if you need any help cleaning up around…I’m sorry, do I know you, young man?”
David: “Oh my God! What’s wrong with you?!”
Marsha: “David, Mud’s a zombie.”
David: “Zombie!?”
Mud: “I’d shake your hand, David, but it’s been falling off a lot lately.”
The end 😆
rOTFLMAO!!! Thanks for the laugh, I needed that :0) and David is kinda cute lol.
Thanks! I miss David. The aftermath of our Halloween Party seemed a good time to visit with our favorite insurance investigator! 😉
Great story! I wish I was as calm and poised as that, but actually I’d probably be drooling over David too.
I miss David. KH says he solves everything and he needs an “achilles heel”(ie weakness). I kinda like someone who has it all together(grin). Thanks Marsha!
LOL!!!
Brilliant Tony!!!
Ha! Thanks Alyss! It was fun to write. Kylie is always good for comic relief!(LOVE ya’ Kylie!)
The ninja cried out in pain as she was slammed against the wall. She stared, wide eyed, as the green velvet clad demon bared his blocky teeth in a smile full of malice.
“What’s wrong?” he asked softly, pinneing her to the wall with his body. The ninja shut her eyes tight and whimpered. “I thought you wanted me, little ninja.”
Ninja’s eyes flew open. Little ninja? Al never called her that.
She glared at him and brought her knee up. Hard. He jumped back, howling, and the ninja dropped to the floor in a crouch. The demon’s appearance changed and there was a pale, dirty blonde in his place. Pale blue eyes filled with hatred glared at her, and he reached out, orange nails forming into claws, to slice her bare arm.
The young demon girl, in a shimmering haze of ever-after, made a knife appear in her hand and she quickly lashed out, slicing off a lock of her attacker’s hair. He paused, looking at the hair as she held it in front of his face. She spoke some words in Latin, and the hair held between her fingers combusted.
He screamed in rage and pain as his body was engulfed in flames, and he vanished.
The ninja remained crouched, staring at the place he had been before taking a shuddering breath and dropping back on her ass. Her heart was racing from fear, and with a shaking hand, she unbuttoned the mask covering the lower half of her face from her hood. She was panting as she pushed the hood back, trying to avoid a panic attack.
She barely registered the shift in air pressure when Algaliarept popped into the library.
“Ninja?” she heard her red goat eyed demon say. When she didn’t respond, her grey eyes staring wide in suppressed terror, Al approached and knelt next to her. In a rare show of concern, he held the young ninja in his arms. “What’s wrong, watashi no chikai oni?” he asked quietly, stroking her honey-brown hair.
My little demon. That was what her Al called her.
She slid her arms under his green coat and around his waist. “I’m okay now,” she said, burying her face in his chest and taking in his familiar scent.
Yeah, that was Alpha. He’s not very nice. xD But Ninja kicked his ass with her mad ninja/demon skillz!
Oh Kylie! That was kind of disturbing. Who’s the blonde demon chick?
Yeah, it was a wee bit disturbing. xD I had to write a scene between my favorite and least favorite OCs (Ninja and Alpha respectivly).
“…Just poking my head in neighbor–OUCH! Who threw that?!”
The R/I Club is starting to clean up as well. You know what would be cool? Since we’re right across the street and everything…we should throw a Halloween Block Party this year! Close off the streets to traffic…hire a few bands…Whataya think? 😎
Yes! Halloween party! And we should have I Am Ghost play. -nods-
*runs in a circle* This place needs to be redecorated for new book!!!
Er, “the” new book. *looks around* Al? Where’d ya go? Uh-oh. I lost him. Again.
Did ya look in his kitchen? *runs to kitchen* “Al, what are you doin’?”
“Um… I thought Kylie said ‘new cook’.” Silly demon!
Trent woke up in a sweat. Turning on the bedside table lamp, he sat up in his king sized bed and looked around the huge master bedroom, inhaling deeply to test the air for burnt amber. He detected nothing but the scent of his own cologne. “Quen!” Trent called to his head of security and close friend. Quen instantly appeared, almost too quickly, Trent
thought. “What’s wrong, Sa’han?”
“I’m not sure Quen. Something isn’t right. I can’t put my finger on it.”
Quen did a fast but thorough search of the room but found nothing suspicious. “It’s Morgan, Quen, I’m certain of it. She’s somehow gotten in.” Quen suddenly burst out laughing and Trent stared. “Quen? What the hell?” Trent glared at the form in front of him. “Morgan!? It is you. But how…” The form of Rachel shifted agaiin and Trent drew back in terror. “Trenton Aloysius Kalamack,” Al grinned. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
As if on cue, Al’s ninja burst into the room and practically glomped Trent.
“Finally! I got to glomp you!” She leaned back, but kept her arms around his neck. “Anyway, I just wanted you to know, that even though you’re a prick, and your priorities are all screwy, and nobody likes you, I still love you.”
Kylie, you’re hystarical!
Kylie just loves those bad boys. This does not bode well for her married life. You just can’t change them Kylie, trust me I know.
I think we’ll have to interview future Kylie boyfriends. Better yet, choose them ourselves…
Scary…
Al entered the Club to find his ninja rocking out to Guitar Hero. He took a chair a pulled it closer to her before sitting in it. He’d noticed she had gone from depressed to angry to happy quickly and a lot lately. At least more so than a few months ago.
The demon watched as her long fingers flew over the fret buttons, her other hands clicking away on the strum bar. Her face, free of her mask, had an almost hungry look as her points multiplied, and whenever she missed, a scowl would flash before she got back into the rhythm.
That was how they stayed, Kylie concentrating on the song, Al watching her. When it was finished, and “You Rock” floated on the screen, the ninja rolled her neck, popping the vertebrae.
“95%. I coulda gotten 100,” she said, before slipping the strap over her head and leaning the guitar controller against the wall. She turned to give the demon her full attention. “Hi. I haven’t gotten to talk that much with you lately.”
Al shrugged. “I understand you’ve been busy.”
“Yeah. But that’s no excuse to be ignoring you.”
“I’m a fictional character, Kylie.”
Kylie waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Nonsense. You’re real enough for me, and that’s all that matters. Sometimes, it’s the fictional characters that help us real-life folks find out who we are.”
“And you exactly are you?”
“I don’t really know yet. Anyway, that’s not what this is about. I read what Alyss wrote in the other Club, and it got me thinking. They all wonder why I like you. Well, I admire you. You’re not afraid. You’re strong. You’re powerful. You know when to act, and you know when to stay back and let someone else take the blame. You know when a deal is going to eventually work in your benefit. I know you’re not very nice, and you hurt people, and you use them. Hell, I’m sure you’ll use me in our story. You murder people, you rape girls, and you sell people. You’re an ass, Al.”
The demon smirked. “You say that as if it’s a bad thing.”
“It is bad. You’ll find yourself all alone in the darkness.”
“I’m a demon. I don’t need anyone,” he scoffed.
“Yes, you do. You’re all alone. You don’t have anyone who loves you. Who truly loves you. And anyone who thinks loves you, you’ve manipulated them into thinking that.”
“Again: I do not need anyone. They are simply puppets.”
It was Kylie’s turn to smirk. “You say that, and you mean it. But that’s not true. You need someone who can see the good in you. I’m sure if people really knew how fasinated I am with the darkness, they wouldn’t want to do anything with me. Truth is, I walk in the darkness becuase that’s where the light shines brightest. If an angle does something good, it’s no big deal. But if a demon does . . . I guess I love you because I believe in you. I know there’s good in you. You’re just afraid to show it.”
The demon was silent for a long time, and Kylie’s confidence dropped, thinking she had gone too far.
“You’ve gotten braver,” he finally said.
His ninja blushed slightly. “Tiffany helped me with that, actually.”
Al blinked, taken aback. “How?”
“Well, she showed me I don’t need to worry about what people think. If someone from my family pushes me from them because of how I choose to live my life, then it’s their problem. And just ’cause society dictates a certain way of living, it doesn’t mean I have to be a sheep and follow them.”
“And what if they’re opinion is you shouldn’t participate in that lifestyle?”
“Then they can take that opinion and shove it up their bigoted ass,” she replied, crossing her arms.
The demon was quiet again. Then he started laughing. Kylie jerked and stared at him. She wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction. By the time he stopped, he looked up at her and grinned.
“So we’re the same.”
Kylie blinked. “Yeah . . . I guess we kinda are.”
Al stood, and stepped closer to her. He brushed his gloved fingertips along her cheek before cupping her chin.
“I care what you think,” he said softly.
“I think sometimes you’re an idiot,” she said just as quietly.
“Ouch,” he said grimacing.
“But sometimes I think you have your heart in the right place.” Kylie grinned and walked away.
Al watched her leave, then looked at her game which had been forgotten. Then he glanced at the controller, back at the door, and back at the controller. Certain no one was coming, he picked up the controller, slipped the strap around his neck, and decided to play the same song Kylie had. He grinned when he saw the title: “Demon(s)” by Darkest Hour.
Ah Kylie. I so respect you for this. If I’d had the courage to fight my family’s expectations more when I was your age. I might be happy now instead of just content.
Nice job, Kyls. I am so glad that you have decided to stand up for yourself & the way you choose to live! You know we’ll all be here to support you! You go girl!
This is lovely Kylie. 🙂
You’re really very talented and creative Kylie! And you can talk to me anytime – it meant a lot to me that you did.
About what you said here, that people would run if they saw your fascination with darkness. Don’t see yourself negatively because you’re aware of, and maybe not afraid of, the darkness in you and in the world. It’s in everyone. So is light. And everything in between. The people who can see this in people and in the world, and that genuinely care about you, aren’t going to run if they see beyond the funny and intelligent person that you are, into something more complex that you also are. I’m just sayin’. 😉
Oh my gosh, this place is so dusty! Where the hell is Al?! I can understand if Beej was in here, but Al doesn’t strike me as the kind of guy to let things get so icky. Whoa. You know what I can do since no one is over here? I can make my homemade bombs and be a terrorist. Wait, I probably shouldn’t put that on the computer . . . Bah! It’s no biggie since I like my life too much to be a terrorist. Anyway, this can be my HQ. Since I am a dealer. In llamas. That’s right, NaSties, I deal in llamas.
But first, I must dust!! *starts dusting*
Kylie walks into the club and looks around. “What the hell’s up with all this dust? Even in cyberspace . . . Ah, well.” The ninja turns on her iPod and stars dusting the furniture. “Hm,” she said to herself. “I wonder why we call it dusting when we are removing the dust as opposed to putting it on. Mayhaps it’s because we put the dust on the thing we’re dusting with . . .” She was so engrossed with her music, she didn’t notice the shift in air pressure as Al popped in. He stood, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for his little ninja to notice him. About ten minutes of her singing along softly and him just watching past. However, as soon as he heard her singing “What do I have to do to get inside of you” Al cleared his throat loudly. Kylie yelped and spun around. “Uh, hi?” “Ninja, where’s the poltergeist?” The ninja blinked, looking around again. “Ummm . . . crap on toast, I’ve lost Beej. He’s either at the nearest bar or whorehouse.” “Ah. Kylie . . . I’ve noticed you’ve been rather subdued as of late.” The ninja shrugged. “Yeah. It happens. Sometimes I just get into a funk and it takes a while to get out. Nothin’ anyone can do about it. Sooooooo . . . can I get back to cleaning? Not like anyone comes over, but I don’t very much like dust.” The demon smirked. “Again, would I be able to stop you if I didn’t . . . want . . .” His smirk faltered as he found himself saying a rather awkwardly composed sentence. “Ah . . . yes. Leaving now.” With that, he popped to only he knew where and Kylie went back to her dusting.
Dusting is good. 🙂 The RIHEA Club could use a dusting as well, so don’t feel bad. Customers come and go in cycles. It’ll pick up soon. Maybe a question to the peeps…er, customers, every now and again to spur discussion/debate. Orrrrrrrr Go-Go dancers! Yeah! I’d stop by more if there was some dancin’ and carousin’ go on. Or, maybe add a karioke night…? I’m just sayin’…
Hm. Is that burnt amber? It can’t be… Al? “Hello, Phil. Nice kitchen you have.” Al, you can’t be here. I didn’t summon you. “Well, I needed some time apart from the little ninja. She was wielding a war hammer and yelling about chemistry and hydrosulfuric acid. To tell the truth, I was a little frightened.” Kylie wouldn’t hurt you, Al. I mean, you didn’t piss her off, did you? “Not that I am aware of. Well, I did possibly give her the impression that I’m crushing on Rachel, but that was no more than a passing fancy.” I think you’re in trouble, Al.
Oh my gosh, Phil, that is great! You have made me smile. I don’t think that’d piss me off . . . actually, I don’t even know anymore!
I’m so happy you liked it. It was a spur o’ the moment thing.
Kylie, is Kitty a ninja? I dunno. Let me reread from ch. 1. Oh, I emailed Jenn for help!!!
Close, if you look at it in a certain light.
I left my (second) guess on ds page for ya?
Thanks so much, Kylie! I had to run out and can’t post on ds from my phone cuz it won’t scroll to comment field when there’s too many comments.
I’m so happy you liked the fanfic. I read your comment and replied.
Rachel/Trent fanfic! My first try so plz be kind?
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/10/rachels-summer/
Posted here cuz I couldn’t get on the ds. Silly internet.
read and commented! I will also post it on the ds page for you.
Trenchfic it is then! Steampunkify Rachel and Ivy? Hm. Sexy! Actually, I think I’d like to try made-up characters for the Victorian sex romp.
Kyls, I’m bummed that I guessed Kitty’s secret wrong. I’m going to reread!
😀
I just posted part 8…
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/09/in-witch-case-part-8/
I’m thinking of a Rachel/Trent fanfic, maybe when they were kids in summer camp. Whaddya think? And that Victorian sex scene is also somethin’ I’d like to do. I mean, write!
I’d read your Trench fic!
Oh! You could Steampunkify Rache and the gang!
Kylie-chan, thanks so much for posting my story on the ds Tue. I really appreciate it! 🙂
My internet access is temperamental. I cannot post on the ds right now. Ugh. I did however get this page. Huh. Well, if anyone can tell the peeps on the ds that I’ve posted part 5 of In Witch Case?, I’d be forever grateful.
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/06/in-witch-case-part-5/
posted on ds
Kylie-chan, I shall TRY to help. First… um, this is complicated. Okay. Here we go. Simple answer first. Go for it! I totally trust your writing instincts! More complicated answer… It is kinda awkward to read some steamy stuff by authors who get kinda giddy, anatomically speaking with their description. Kim does a really good job I think of keeping it real. Just quick to real emotion and stay honest.
I hope that helps. As I said, I trust your instincts. Steamy scenes are totally cool, er, I mean hot. You know what I mean. Can’t wait to read it! 🙂
Okay, coolio. Thanks, Phil-kun!
So I just posted part 4 of my story…
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/04/in-witch-case-part-4/
I wanted to post on the ds today but had no internet access. *sigh*
And part 3 …
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/04/in-witch-case-part-3/
In Witch Case? Part 2.
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/03/in-witch-case-part-2/
Yup. Extremely sad, Kylie-chan. My smile was thinking how moving and vivid it was. I loved the imagery, detail and emotion.
Ah. Yes, that was what I was going for! I’m glad you still liked it, though.
Hey guys, i hope you’re having a fun weekend. I hate the city, well most o’ the time. I miss the east end of long island, to which i shall return to spend the day with my family Sunday.
So for DAW i posted a new story that just sorta came to me.
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/04/03/in-witch-case/
Kylie how was the concert?
Eh. Not the best place they could have held it.
Hey fellow Nastys, I was working today, but spending the w/e with family, Easter with gf’s family, too.
If demons are summoned when they’re sleeping, that would explain why they’re grumpy. Or they don’t need an excuse to be grumpy. Minias is usually grumpy, right?
Kylie, I’m still smiling over your DAW story. How do you awesomesauce in Japanese!? 😉
Smiling? I hope it’s a sad smile. It wasn’t a happy story . . .
Good quiz Antonio! I woulda missed all but the first one and #5. For some reason i remembered that Ben Franklin was Al’s student. Lol. Well, it was an early book.
“Lemme go you crazy demon. I’m not trying to steal Kylie away from you. She’s a fellow Nasty. We’re like family!”
“Well, why didn’t you say so?” Al looked skeptical, but he began to relax.
“I’m here to wish Kylie a Happy Birthday!! And I don’t think I’ll be offering you a piece of cake.”
Al looked sad. “Aw, please. I shan’t harm you again.”
“Shan’t? Who says ‘shan’t’? Oh, all right. You can have cake. But only cuz Kylie’s so genuinely fond of you. Why, I’ll never know.”
HAPPY B’DAY, KYLIE!
Oh, I needed that! Thank you for the smile! Chemsitry is being so frustrating right now. Giving me illogical results.
I say “shan’t” . . .
Antonio: “Psst! Al, are you here?”
(Al appears in the form of Ivy in a silver bikini and bright, red stilleto heels)
Antonio: “Very…uh, funny. Knock it off, Al.”
Al: (changes into his recognizable English dandy) “I thought you might like that, tiger.”
Antonio: “If it was really her, sure. Listen, I’m here about Kylie’s party. Do you need any help?”
Al: (simpers) “Oh my! How will I plan a party all by myself. I don’t need your help, you moronic NaSty.”
Antonio: (holds up hands in surrender) “Fine, fine, whatever. Just thought I would offer. Uhhhhh by the way, are you going to make your famous toasted cheese sandwiches?”
Al: (Grins) “Are you asking for yourself, or for the Ninja?”
Antonio: “Both! Those sandwiches are goooooooooood.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLIE!!!
Awww, thanks, Antonio-kun!
Kylie, chapter 4 is brilliant, as a certain demon/English gentleman might say. Our Ninja is getting more brazen, keeping Al off-balance. I love this story. Keep going.
I definitely will, Phil-kun!
DEMON APPRECIATION WEEK
From The Good, The Bad, And The Undead:True or False?
1)Nick and Rachel accidentally summoned Al when they tried to make a fish into a familiar? True or False?
2)When Al showed up from being “accidentally” summoned, he was safely enclosed in a circle in Rachel’s kitchen. True or False?
3)When summoned, Al appeared as an aristocratic Brit. He had a mustache. True or False?
4)Al changed into the form of Ivy to taunt Rachel. True or False?
5)Al said Nick was his best student since Benjamin Franklin. True or False?
6)Later, Rachel and Nick summon AL on purpose in Nick’s apartment. They safely hide in a circle in Nick’s bathroom. True or False?
7)Al appears in Nick’s apartment in the form of Kisten. True or False?
8)While in Nick’s apartment, AL reveals who had summoned him in Dead Witch Walking to kill Rachel. Piscary. Al names him Ptah Ammon Fineas Horton Madison Parker Piscary. True or False?
9)Piscary summons Al. Al appears as the Mayan God of Death to annoy Piscary. True or False?
10)After Piscary summons AL, Rachel summons AL to save herself, effectively stealing him away from the Master Vampire. Al mocks Piscary by appearing as his mirrored-double–as Piscary himself! True or False?
Number one and two are trick questions . . .
1) I don’t think it was an accident.
2) Ummmm, false?
3) False?
4) Trrrrruuuuuue?
5) False!
6) False. They were in his closet.
7) False. He’s a doggie. Because that’s what crap for brains is afraid of.
8- I know it’s some crazy long name . . . false?
9) Falsity false false! He shows up as Anubis! The jackle-headed egyption god of death!
10) False. He’s Anubis!
You got 4 correct, kiddo. I’ll give the others a chance before posting answers. 😉
1)True. They were trying to turn a fish into Rachel’s familiar for a class project for Dr Anders
2)False. R put her and Nick in a circle when Al showed up.
3)True! Mustache surprised me too.
4)False. He changed into Kisten.
5)True!
6)False. In closet.
7)False. Doggy.
8)True! That’s his name.
9)False. Egyptian God of Death.
10)True! He changed his shape to look like Piscary and gave the real Piscary “the finger!”
Crap.
This day is crazy. Unpacking boxes, doing laundry, and trying to squeeze in time to post part two for DAW, AND i did it, so Kylie this is for you. Hope you like.
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/03/28/part-2-party-crashers/
I like very much, Phil-kun! MWAH!
I got dog and soulless shadows. It ‘s been a long time since DWW, hasn’t it?
Hey guys, have you googled your blog’s name? Mine, Kylie’s and Aheila’s were there. I will have to check others. Antonio, yours is new but check it out anyway.
i haven’t googled my blog, but i have done my name.
DEMON APPRECIATION WEEK
AL TRIVIA — from Dead Witch Walking, where we first meet Big Al:
1) What animal does Al first appear as: a)Lion b)wolf c)dog d)hyena
2) After first appearing as an animal, he changes next into:
a)cobbled-street gang member
b)Kisten
c)Ivy
d)the elegant englishman we see in later books
e)a black-clad Ninja
3) What does Al call vampires:
a)Nightwalkers
b)the undead
c)fang-bangers
d)soulless shadows
e)Nightstalkers
f)The Sun Challeged
4) Nick saves Rachel by binding in a circle of his own blood. What is the magic word he shouts to complete the binding?
a)Alakazam!
b)NaSty!
c)Laqueus!
d)De Endevo!
. . . crap. Do you have any idea how long it’s been since I read this one? Like junior high. And we don’t exactly have a copy anymore for me to look up, so . . .
1) dog
2) i’m gonna go with . . . it’s either c or d . . . ummmmm . . . d?
3) let’s say e
4) c?
like i said, for-freakin-ever.
You got #1 and #4 right! Al actually calls vampires “Soulless Shadows.” I know, right!? I was surprised when i re-read that too. And, after appearing as a dog, he turns into this “spiky haired, torn jean” English punk that tries to scare Rachel by sexually harrassing her – “a cobbled-street gang member.” When Al sees that she isn’t frightened by dogs, pain, or rape, he gets in her mind and sees she’s afraid of “soulless shadow.”(Vampires), he tries Kisten, and then Ivy, bites Rachel and THEN he turns into his familiar “dapper self” when Nick binds him.
I’m thinking of declaring next week “Demon Appreciation week.” Since the proprietor of this…er, fine establishment is having a birthday wednesday(Grin), I might even write a little something about her sweetie and friends…What do you think Miss Kylie?
Huh, I AM having a birthday next week, aren’t I? I think that would be a total awesomesauce idea, Antonio-kun! And I would be eternally grateful to you. And if I ever meet you, you are going to get three glomps!
Kylie, I left a comment for the newest chapter of Al Gets Glomped on the Nastyromo page where the previous chapter is. So please look there. You are really, really good!!
Yup, I saw! Thank you, thank you!
question: i’ve always wondered why there isn’t more of a demon presence on the surface world. undead vamps pretty much have a daytime restriction like demons, but they have a big presence in the world at night. couldn’t demons find some followers who would call them up every night and let them live half their life there–travel, meet chicks, drive fancy cars, own and operate all-night taco stands…what do you think, Miss Kylie?
Probably because demons have such a bad rap. Those of us on this side don’t think of them as people. Just tools to do our dirty work. Why do you think Piscary was charged with those murders instead of Al? I’m sure if people thought of them as actual people, they could call ’em over. And Al could own and operate an all-night taco stand. Mmmmm, tacos.
Hey, it’s like spring today. Open the windows. Let the sun in.
Kylie, um, I tried to sign up on fanfic.net so I can leave reviews and stuff. What’s up with confirm image/sound? I couldn’t get it? Help? I really love your stories!!
You just type the words in the little box. The sound is if you can’t read it. Or you can click the little refresh button next to it and get a new set. The site is just checking it you are human.
It’s awfully quiet in here! I dropped in to let Kylie-chan know I read Eternity and LOVED IT!!! I don’t think Kitty and Lyds can be friends. That’s too bad. Will Beej try to make peace between them? Or he doesn’t care?
I love where Beej says to Lyds, that you knowing who Pok’emon is, doesn’t that tell you something?
Oh, I put a little fanfic on my blog, so I hope you’ll take a look in.
http://phildesserre.wordpress.com/2010/03/20/a-trenty-new-look/
It IS quiet! Ah, well, it’s a good place to do my stories.
I don’t believe he’ll try. It’s a complicated kind of not caring. But, like he said, he has Kitty now.
Question: do you think Al ever loved Ceri? Does he still?
Hmm, did Al love Ceri . . . *glances at Al* I’d ask him, but he’d just lie. Yes, I do believe he loved her. In his own twisted way. I mean, he did take care of her. When he was trying to take her, it was different. He actually meant what he said to her. He was terrified when she was about to get married. Does he still love her? Mmmmmmmmmm, yes. A little bit, at least.
AL!!! KYLIE!!! BEETLEJUICE!!! I HAVE MY BOOK!!!!
I HAVE MY BOOK!!!
KAYLEE!!!! GUYS!!! I HAVE MY BOOK!!!
WooHoo! Hurray up and read it(on second thought, take your time and ENJOY it), and then you can play on the Book Club page!
yay! *happy dance*
Right, this quiet time has gone on for long enough. To entertain you Kylie, I’ve brought you some visitors. Their ship is parked outside and it’s called Serenity.
Guess who…
“SQUEEEEEE!!!!!” our Ninja screams as she runs outside. Beetlejuice and Al, who are engaged in an intense game of poker, exchanged a confused look.
“Who is on Serenity?” Al asks.
“Hell if I know.” Beetlejuice grins. “But she’ll probably be a while.”
The demon grins back and they both jump up and practically trip over themselves to get to Kylie’s laptop and sketchbook. Al grabs her sketchbook and flips though the pages. Beetlejuice hacks into her computer.
Al made an appreciative mmmm when he flipped to her totally awesomesauce drawing of him.
“Hey, Al, what’s Rachel’s last name?” Beetlejuice asked from behind the laptop.
“Morgan. Why?”
“I was gonna tell ya you were lucky Kylie never wrote any Hollows fan fic. But, uh, looks like yer gonna get put through some hell.”
Kylie pokes her head around the door before Al can answer. “What are you two doing?”
They both say “Nothing.” at the same time.
Kylie narrows her eyes. “Uh-huh. Carefull, or I’ll borrow Vera and shoot you.” She leaves again.
Ok–I’ve missed something…do tell…
Tell me what you missed and I’ll explain.
Serenity. Is that a fanfic story? I remember the movie Serenity(loved tv show firefly–i think that was name…?)…sorry. I’ve read so much that last month, i may be forgetting something…
It’s the movie. I love Firefly! One of my deviantART signature quotes is
Wash: Were I unwed, I would take you in a manly fashion.
Kaylee: ‘Cause I’m pretty?
Wash: ‘Cause you’re pretty.
The other two are
“I’ll see what I can do about the no lying…thing”
“So softly it starts. Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust.”
The actor from Serenity(Firefly) is on the tv show Castle on ABC–it’s actually a pretty entertaining show.
So–is it Alyss who’s writing the serenity ff or is it you? I’ve got both your ff addresses now, so i’ll check ya out.
Neither of us is writing it. Yes, we watch Castle. Mom is a HUGE Mal fan. Me? Not so much. He reminds me too much of my ex. 😦
See! Aren’t you glad I brought over some book shelves for the club? 🙂 Didn’t you get the feeling from her note to you that she might be coming to arizona? And–SHE was the one who asked if it was for Kylie-san. I didn’t ask for Kylie-san personalization, she did that on her own.
Hi Kylie!
I saw my chibi over on Kim’s page! I LOVE it 🙂 Squee!!!!!!!!!! Glomp of Death for Kylie & another one for Marsha for suggesting it! I can’t wait to see it in colour!
where’s it at? Kylie , did you put a linky somewhere on the NaSty pages?
Since Al gave Rachel her vampire bite scar, I wonder why he doesn’t mess with her and play on it…?
Because he respects her.
I made a wrong turn. Was heading for R/I. *looks around for Al* Okay. I think it’s safe. I see friends. 🙂
Antonio-kun, I think that’s a cool idea to do a YA. Count me in.
See you guys.
ps-I think we need a new D-page. So much scrolling.
I’d like to ask the proprietor of this establishment to name a favorite Al scene and Al quote…fav funny scene: in elevator w/Rachel and Trent/Pierce/Jenks in WWBC.
My favorite quote is “So softly is starts. Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust.” I’ll have to dig around for my favorite scene, but the elevator one is awesome!
*looking through the fridge* Why is there only fruit and cheese in this thing?!
What? No wine to go with it? If you’re wanting something more substantial, I know there is a lot of stuff next door, including CHOCOLATE!
Hmm… It’s pretty quiet in here. Not as chatty as R/I or the D-page. I like what you’ve done to the place, or…maybe not? Who’s got Kylie-chan’s lamps? Mayhaps Newt has them? Now I’m saying “mayhaps”? First I was saying “ya” and now “mayhaps”? Okay, Zazie, do you have somethin’ t’do with that? Kylie-chan, I think I find us some lamps. Oh, they got breakfast at R/I, see ya!
Alyss brought one of *looks around* . . . back. They’re gone again!! I’d ask Newt, but she scares me . . . Mayhaps I can ask Dali . . . Um, I’ll be over there for breakfast in a minute.
My humble apologies, Kylie-chan, for using “mayhaps.” Mayhaps I’ve been reading too much Shakespeare for grad school.
Pfft! You can use “mayhaps”!
Alright neighbor. I’m going to be all grown up and invite you over for breakfast. But man that burnt amber stinks! Can you leave that totally awesomesauce coat over here for a little while?
Not like anyone CARES *moves chairs around the table* but I’ve got some more furniture. *pushes bookshelves back against the walls* Zazie! Where are the lamps?! Candles are good and all that, but I need some light bulbs here. *little gargoyle girl lands on a box*
“The RIHEA stole them.”
What?! *grumbles* First they steal my chairs, then they tell me Al doesn’t appreciate this, and now they steal my lamps! *snaps her fingers* Come, Zazie, Al is comeing over later, and I want this place lookin’ spiffy!
I wonder if Al will be coming alone? Maybe he’ll be bringing Pierce? You know, if you haven’t painted the place yet, maybe …I’m thinking green, you know, to match his jacket…Maybe a picture of Rachel? Because he’s in LO-O-O-O-OVE…(snicker)
*tugs down lace of her cuffs on her pirate captain coat* I’m of a mind Pierce won’t be coming. This IS the RAHEA Club. Not the RPHEA Club. Green won’t work! Given Al’s eyes it’ll look like Christmas! And in regards to Rachel, we can’t do red because it’ll do the same thing! Oh! Gold! Then it’ll make their auras!! *grabs the paint* Let’s go, Zazie!
*Zazie picks up a paintbrush* “Let’s do this thing!”
Oh, and I’m ignoring your last comment, Antonio-kun.
A pirate captain coat…OK that IS pretty cool. Do you wear it like a skirt, or do you have the captain pants to match? Is Zazie afraid of Al?
Babe, I got the whole pirate outfit! Red velvet coat, cream ruffly shirt, pants, boots, and a freakin’ huge hat! No feather, though.
Zazie doesn’t like Al . . .
Kylie-chan! Your Al drawing is awesomely awesomesauce! Al would be proud, though he’s not likely to admit. 😉
Thanks! I’m rather proud of it myself!
Hi Everyone!
There is left over breakfast at the other club…Kylie, was it you that painted the other room PINK?
*sniffs* wow…was Al here? *waves hand in front of nose*
Hey, can you bring Beattle Juice over for a visit to the R/I club?
Oh wow…bookshelves! We need some of those….Antonio….did you give them all to Kylie?
I’m standing near the door ready to scoot. Back to t’other club. The burnt amber is all around in here. I do see some friends though, so maybe I’ll stay. Did someone say wine and cheese?
Yeah! I stole Tiffany’s wine, and we have some sandwhiches. But it’s all good, Phil-kun. I invited some people, and they said they’d check it out.
Hey neighbor! I brought you some stuff. I got a rug for ya…and a couple bookshelves…Hey! is that an empty wine bottle on the floor? I got a few boxes of books in the car if you can lend me a hand…Aaannd, i brought you these two candle holders and a few candles (did they turn the electric off?)as well as this cool concrete gargoyle i’ve had for about ten years…it used to guard my living room(perched from my TV) and it’s about the size of a cat. Be good!
I’ll help you carry in the books. Nice bunch of candles, perfect for demon summoning…
Hey Bis…
BIS?!
You know, I was thinking when MUD feels better maybe we’ll buy that old abandoned building next door and start a BIS Club(she LOVES BIS)–How about “The Gargoyle Room.”(all things that go “bump” in the night…), or since BIS and the PIXIES seem to have a connection, maybe we can combine the two–call it “WINGS” or some such thing…we’ll make it a tavern, with food and drink(and honey and whatever BIS eats), games! Maybe a bank of computers(since Bis likes Ivy’s computer so much)…IdeasIdeasIdeas 🙂
*insane giggle* I stole some wine from the other club! *looks at bottle* Not like I’m gonna drink it. I don’t like wine. *pounces on the sofa*
Hey! Bad KITTY!!!
There’s breakfast on the Other Side if you’d like some. 🙂
I wonder, Miss Kylie, if you could add the occasional “AL” drawing in the header? I don’t know if that’s possible…? If not, maybe you could write the header as a kind of welcome…you could even change it every now and again…Oooo! like a “mini-Al blog!” What do you think?
To be honest, Antonio-kun, you have just confused me.
In between where it says R/A club and spoiler alert–you have space to play with. You can do an edit, and change/add/subtract anything you want(like me and Tiffany have done w/BK Club page, for instance).
Oh! I can do that! Give me a sec . . .
Yeah! That’s exactly what i was thinking–feel free to add/write whatever in that space whenever the mood strikes you…I’m going to suggest that for R&I page and whatever page are crazy minds come up with…
Never let it be said I can’t be flexible for my friends. We got to get you some atmosphere over her girl! How about a nice Victorian sofa? Al should look quite dashing on that. Come on over for the pizza, but no wine for you Kid.
Al would indeed look VERY dashing! Thanks, Marsha-chan!
Ooooo! CHEESE!!! *devours sandwich* Okay, since Antonio-kun stole my bean bag chair, I’m just gonna . . . um *looks around the room* Why do I only have a freakin’ table?! *grumbles* Fine then. *hops up on the table, kicking her feet, whistles*
“What are ya doin’ here anyway? Yer my girl, remember?”
*kylie looks at beetlejuice, blinks several times* What are you doing?!?! Your not supposed to be here!! Al will KILL me if he finds out your here! *pushes beetlejuice out of the room, whisper* I’ll play with you later.
*POP! Al shows up*
“Was someone here, love?”
*kylie gulps, awkward laugh* Um, nope. Antonio-kun stopped by. *holds out a sandwich* Want one?
“Perhaps later.” *leaves*
Crap on toast, that was close.
Well, Tink’s contractual hell! I butchered the english language twice there, didn’t I? I meant to say “you’re” not “your” I do know the difference. Really, I do.
LOL 😉
Hey girl – Antonio-kun was looking so comfy in your bean bag chair next door, I thought I’d check in and see what you’re sitting on over …
*looks around*
Hey it smells like burnt amber and everything in here! Nice touch Kylie!
Heh heh, yeah, burnt amber! *shifty eyes*
*pops over*
Hey, there’s coffee on the other side and a nice vegetarian buffet…
*woof*
And a geriatric sausage dog…
Hah! I beat Kylie here! I thought I’d walk over and welcome the new neighbors. I brought some toasted cheese sandwiches…I’ll just leave them here on the table…