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the_other_sandy) wrote2007-06-02 08:24 pm
the_other_sandy) wrote2007-06-02 08:24 pm
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There's a grammar panel at MediaWest every year that includes a Bring Your Own Fic Bloopers segment. I've been collecting bloopers for it for years, but the panel wasn't held this year. I have homeless fic bloopers...until now.
These bloopers come from both online fic and printed zines in a multitude of fandoms (I read a lot), with an occasional side trip into non-fandom bloopers. Titles and authors are not included. This isn't done with the intent to be malicious. Sometimes the typing finger slips, and the results can be pretty funny. Think of it as TV's Censored Bloopers for fic.
Here's hoping I did the cut thing right.
2003 Bloopers
The world was white again, pitch white.
The Cajun was as elusive as quicksand!
He looked at it and then back at Aya who's face had softened and now looked more genital.
Daniel thunked his chunk back down on his knees.
The blue eyes were trying to sit up slightly, wincing as they continued moving on the short wires that were suction cupped to it.
2004 Bloopers
Joanne brushed his back off his face.
He used his ears to crawl towards the window, and just sit there, listening to the slaves in the field singing.
Remy's about to lose unconsciousness.
"It's alright now. I was just a nightmare."
Remy was now shouting something illegible.
2005 Bloopers
He loved these guys like bothers and sisters.
"SG-1, you have a go. Mission scheduled for 1800 hours in the morning."
(In case you didn't know, 1800 hours is military time for 6:00 p.m.--me)
Duo grabbed hold of the cross that hung on the chair around his neck.
Slowly, my memory quickly returns.
"How is he?" Heero asks in a whisper as he unburdens his arms and hands them to Trowa, then moves towards me.
2006 Bloopers
He was shackled to a pole in the middle of a dessert.
Everywhere John's hands went instantly became an androgynous zone.
A sofa with a faded floral problem and a couple of chairs with needle-point seats formed a sitting area.
His closed eyelids seemed to slam shut.
Sam looked back to see his brother in an intense conversation with a vicarious redhead.
Non-fannish blooper: Free shipping are not offered for PO box addresses and addressee out of 48 contagious states. (This one came from a website I order graphic novels from--me)
And finally:
2007 Bloopers
"Come on: you are charm impersonated!"
It just so happened that on that day Dad blew his casket.
The next day, the truck was gone, and Bobby came in that evening with $12, in hundred dollar bills.
He softly rested his head on his chest, listening to the steady, rhythmic beating of his dad.
He turned sharply to his bed to find that he wasn't sleeping in it.
Now James, by all accounts, was a handsome and viral young man.
Non-fannish blooper: Just got a call from [company name removed] and they will be here tomorrow [date removed] replacing a part on the elevator from 7:00AM-9:00AM and during this time the elevator will be out of service and the stairs will need to be used during this time. I apologize for any incontinence this may cause you.
(This one was an actual all staff memo received and sent on by a friend who knows I love these things--me)
These bloopers come from both online fic and printed zines in a multitude of fandoms (I read a lot), with an occasional side trip into non-fandom bloopers. Titles and authors are not included. This isn't done with the intent to be malicious. Sometimes the typing finger slips, and the results can be pretty funny. Think of it as TV's Censored Bloopers for fic.
Here's hoping I did the cut thing right.
2003 Bloopers
The world was white again, pitch white.
The Cajun was as elusive as quicksand!
He looked at it and then back at Aya who's face had softened and now looked more genital.
Daniel thunked his chunk back down on his knees.
The blue eyes were trying to sit up slightly, wincing as they continued moving on the short wires that were suction cupped to it.
2004 Bloopers
Joanne brushed his back off his face.
He used his ears to crawl towards the window, and just sit there, listening to the slaves in the field singing.
Remy's about to lose unconsciousness.
"It's alright now. I was just a nightmare."
Remy was now shouting something illegible.
2005 Bloopers
He loved these guys like bothers and sisters.
"SG-1, you have a go. Mission scheduled for 1800 hours in the morning."
(In case you didn't know, 1800 hours is military time for 6:00 p.m.--me)
Duo grabbed hold of the cross that hung on the chair around his neck.
Slowly, my memory quickly returns.
"How is he?" Heero asks in a whisper as he unburdens his arms and hands them to Trowa, then moves towards me.
2006 Bloopers
He was shackled to a pole in the middle of a dessert.
Everywhere John's hands went instantly became an androgynous zone.
A sofa with a faded floral problem and a couple of chairs with needle-point seats formed a sitting area.
His closed eyelids seemed to slam shut.
Sam looked back to see his brother in an intense conversation with a vicarious redhead.
Non-fannish blooper: Free shipping are not offered for PO box addresses and addressee out of 48 contagious states. (This one came from a website I order graphic novels from--me)
And finally:
2007 Bloopers
"Come on: you are charm impersonated!"
It just so happened that on that day Dad blew his casket.
The next day, the truck was gone, and Bobby came in that evening with $12, in hundred dollar bills.
He softly rested his head on his chest, listening to the steady, rhythmic beating of his dad.
He turned sharply to his bed to find that he wasn't sleeping in it.
Now James, by all accounts, was a handsome and viral young man.
Non-fannish blooper: Just got a call from [company name removed] and they will be here tomorrow [date removed] replacing a part on the elevator from 7:00AM-9:00AM and during this time the elevator will be out of service and the stairs will need to be used during this time. I apologize for any incontinence this may cause you.
(This one was an actual all staff memo received and sent on by a friend who knows I love these things--me)