Tomorrow, Wednesday, August 8, the 2012 round
fkficfest will be over, which makes it time for the dead dog party for those still inspired by their recent FK writing and reading.
This is the post for the drabble/ficlet/comment-fic stories that will make up the Dead Dog Party for
fkficfest 2012. ANYONE may participate by writing, reading and cheerleading (all you
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“If anything happens to me,” Urs said once, abruptly, “I want you to leave me in the sun. If I can’t have a Christian burial, I’d rather just...go.”
“I’ll sweep you out with the dust,” he said, lightly. It wasn’t a joking matter (and he wasn’t surprised to see her wince), but it did shut her up. It was not something he wanted to think about ( ... )
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>"It was not something he wanted to think about."
That sounds like Vachon and Urs as I know them: Urs bursting out with something serious suddenly after long dwelling on it, with Vachon simultaneously promising anything for friendship and pushing away the difficulties of being confided in and turned to.
>"Screed’s pitiful collection of ratsI'm no expert on Screed stories -- Libby would know :-) -- but I cannot remember anyone previously addressing the possibility that the pinned-up rats were a regular thing, were alive, and were left to starve on Screed's death! Fascinating! A perverse pet ownership... Without ever having pondered the situation, I had always supposed that the rats were dead and were ( ... )
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Obviously, live rats were employed when the scene required them to run across the floor, or the like. However, when staging the pegged-rats scene, they clearly used models-the brown version of the Ratsie-Wot-Killed-Screed (or however Libratsie spells it). Since these didn't move, I'm sure most people took them for dead. I doubt, though, if Screed would find it as practical as draining them live.
Checking NAT's screen caps, by the way, the container he uses is a jam jar.
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