Kryslin
[Has Delusions of Authorship]
- Location
- Mythic Iowa
Vicky : "Hey, what'd you go and do that for?"
no thats throwing a burger at the barbie
You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for. That was absolutely hilarious and I kinda want to see more of it. Also I'll be honest it wouldn't be the most ridiculous spin off omake series I've ever seen. Definitely a close second though.
I feel like Taylor must've run across a partial episode of Fighting Foodons or something of the sort.
Nah - MPPi probably misspelled Girl as Gril and ran with it.
Authors are strange critters. Plot bunnies can run in and steal a scene quite quickly.
What takes the number one spot?Also I'll be honest it wouldn't be the most ridiculous spin off omake series I've ever seen.
What this wise person said
Not the type of Magical Girl I was looking for, but I will take what I can get.
Are you making a definitive statement on the grill's gender and/or age? It may or may not be a girl grill.
I'm sorry, but it's obvious there's a spelling mistake. So, that makes Taylor the 'magical girl'. She's just the sort more likely to wear weird-looking goggles, a flying helmet, and a trench-coat. And, steel-toed boots. Can't forget those...
I had the impression that Carol was simply distracted by the case, which used up enough energy that she wasn't as bad toward Amy. Which would mean their was no improvement in the first place, only some alleviation from her normal caustic self.I'm kinda thrown by this, does anyone else see anything to it, or is it just me?
The way I see it, Edgar still being alive is proof that Carol has grown and improved a lot. I can't imagine that she wouldn't have eliminated him as a pest in her house if she were still as rigid as she was before. Of course, I also think that she doesn't really see his antics as malicious, just irritating.The way Edgar is treating her, with her own family backing him up, seems to indicate they never saw any improvement in her at all, that she deserves the crap she's getting now.
If Edgar is as clever as we think, there's a possibility that Carol CAN'T turn him in to toasted raven because he's too smart to be swatted by a light baton or sword.The way I see it, Edgar still being alive is proof that Carol has grown and improved a lot. I can't imagine that she wouldn't have eliminated him as a pest in her house if she were still as rigid as she was before. Of course, I also think that she doesn't really see his antics as malicious, just irritating.
One way of reading things is that Edgar is using more... dimensions than the 3.5 available to Carol in dodging her... Maybe not completely, but just enough. Otherwise, by now, I'd expect that Carol would have at least a feather-tip as a trophy. Also, Edgar may be able to get in and out of paces without taking the trouble to open doors. Sometimes, maybe only if unobserved, anyways.If Edgar is as clever as we think, there's a possibility that Carol CAN'T turn him in to toasted raven because he's too smart to be swatted by a light baton or sword.
Late at night, you lie in bed, trying to sleep. You are already dozing off, feeling that bit of floating unreality that comes just before you lose consciousness.Ever tried to swat a fly and missed a dozen plus times? If you scale it up to raven size, and give it some seriously potent gray matter, you'd get an adversary that's nigh impossible to tag, no matter how close you get. All it would take is Edgar deciding to get his revenge a few times by depositing worms in Carol's ear while she sleeps, or even on a meal she was getting ready to eat, and Carol would refuse to be in the same room with him. Could you blame her for not wanting him anywhere near her if he was that determined to make her life hell?
Ever tried to swat a fly and missed a dozen plus times? If you scale it up to raven size, and give it some seriously potent gray matter, you'd get an adversary that's nigh impossible to tag, no matter how close you get. All it would take is Edgar deciding to get his revenge a few times by depositing worms in Carol's ear while she sleeps, or even on a meal she was getting ready to eat, and Carol would refuse to be in the same room with him. Could you blame her for not wanting him anywhere near her if he was that determined to make her life hell?
And when your eyes inevitably stray towards your window, you see that silhouette you've come to dread, its eyes shining from refracted light from outside sources, and you hear that one sound you have come to absolutely loathe:Late at night, you lie in bed, trying to sleep. You are already dozing off, feeling that bit of floating unreality that comes just before you lose consciousness.
And then the sound of ruffling feathers brings you crashing down and you lie there, wide awake.
Nah. He says nothing. Just lets you lie there and stare. And your eyes grow heavy again, you're dozing of. And the sound of rustling feathers brings you crashing down again.And when your eyes inevitably stray towards your window, you see that silhouette you've come to dread, its eyes shining from refracted light from outside sources, and you hear that one sound you have come to absolutely loathe:
"Kronk."