Fic: Turn Up the Fakes and Lies

Dec 26, 2010 16:04

Title: Turn Up the Fakes and Lies
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julorean December 27 2010, 05:02:04 UTC
lol, I love your warnings. XD They are dirty boys, but we still love them.

Oh Kobra, you asshole. ♥ Frankie! I love his thought commentary. ♥♥♥

Oh, the food. Heh. I've watched some eps of Bizarre Foods, it's guaranteed someone, somewhere eats stuff that looks worse. Hmm. Does the desert still have scorpions? Arthropods are quite nutritious. Or is everything too radioactive? Mostly I'm just loling at the image of Frank faced with scorpion as food. XD

Ooo, the guitar! It's from the pic in the CD booklet, right? I love that you've included it here.

Mmm, lizards eggs and snake meat. Doesn't sound too bad actually. lol, and I thought snake tasted like chicken. XD

He was riding in the back of a giant death trap with an insane driver.But that's what makes this 'verse so awesome! XD ( ... )

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vinvy December 27 2010, 05:32:44 UTC
There's a guitar in the CD booklet? -goes to check- oh wow lookie there. I suppose there is. I swear I didn't know that before. o_o

The hair- that line was Sam's bit o' genius. She's great for such things, no?

Yes, well, the whole danger thing isn't over yet. Don't get too comfy.

As usual, you have given me great joy before I turn in for the night. Thank you so very much for reading and for calling us nice things like "cool" and "epic". Its delicious.

Love and Muffins,

Vinvy

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julorean December 27 2010, 13:33:33 UTC
lol, you're ~psychic! XD

Well, it is thr Danger Days, eh? lol

I do hope Frank gets his boots tho, proper footwear is important in a harsh climate.

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vinvy December 27 2010, 17:17:22 UTC
hehe don't worry, he'll get them soon. We can't forget about our priorities. Footwear is indeed quite important. XD

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theficisalie December 27 2010, 05:33:30 UTC
(gross, gross, gross) and Come the fuck on!

so funny/appropriate. Also the skillful use of the word "fuck" hhhh so good.

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vinvy December 27 2010, 05:44:18 UTC
Sweet. As with all, your praise means the world to us. ^_^

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defect_no9 December 27 2010, 06:09:15 UTC
Another amazing chapter!

(commence car fannish squeal)

I'm so happy that you talked at length about the Trans Am! I loved the way you have Poison doing doughnuts and going into fifth gear. Man, I miss my manual car. Next one I buy will be manual because my automatic is bullshit. Spinning out is ridiculously easy in a Trans Am because of their heavy front end. Sucks unless you are in a desert with nothing around to crash into! And then you camouflaged it in graffiti! Easily my favorite part, even though the descriptions of food, and the City were also very good.

The banter was again wonderful and quite in character; Ray being all chill with having a stranger touch his guitar, Mikey being a hot-headed protective brother, and Frank still worrying about getting himself killed in the desert. And Gerard---well, he's something special isn't he? Very mysterious and thoughtful, a little stern, but mostly for the good of the team. I can't wait to see you guys expand on his character. I'm anxiously awaiting the next chapter! :DDDD

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vinvy December 27 2010, 06:31:06 UTC
I'm really at a loss for words. Comments always seem to do this to me!

Wow. It amazing to see that people actually read this and it sinks in! thank you so very, very much for joining us on this little ride we've got.

Ah, yes, Poison is quite the cryptic book. We're working on cracking him though. He's starting to leak out of that shell, if you look closely.

Love and Muffins,

Vinvy

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enimsaj_2 December 29 2010, 07:29:04 UTC
this has to be my favorite "danger days" fic ever. I'm usually not into them, but this is fantastic =D the writing is excellent, the characterization is wonderful, and the setting is pure bliss. I love it!

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vinvy January 9 2011, 00:49:53 UTC
Thank you so very much!! I'm glad to have brought you into this part of the fandom! :D

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