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Jan. 7th, 2014 08:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
loaded_march3,000 more words on LM#14, and firmly in well, this scene is firmly past the it should have ended 1,000 words ago territory.
Houston, Houston, I have a runaway storyline. It was impacted by a stray meteorite and is now tumbling out of its projected trajectory. The engines are malfunctioning and they're bingo fuel. They're equipped with a vacuum cleaner hose, two arm's lengths of duct tape, a broken barometer, and an empty Lays' potato chip bag, regular flavour. There's just enough power to run the MacGyver emulator for twenty-three seconds. Please advise, over.
FFS, it's only in the second chapter. What the fuck happened?
Houston, Houston, I have a runaway storyline. It was impacted by a stray meteorite and is now tumbling out of its projected trajectory. The engines are malfunctioning and they're bingo fuel. They're equipped with a vacuum cleaner hose, two arm's lengths of duct tape, a broken barometer, and an empty Lays' potato chip bag, regular flavour. There's just enough power to run the MacGyver emulator for twenty-three seconds. Please advise, over.
FFS, it's only in the second chapter. What the fuck happened?
