Another point for the Brain.

[jecca_mehlota]

Jecca's day:


Jecca is checking her e-mail and minding her own business, when...

Brain: GOOD MORNING!
Jecca: OW. What did I do to deserve that?
Brain: *assaults with plot*
Jecca: OH GOD. What have you done. NO. That is horrid.
Brain: *pulls out pages of notes* Look, here's the framework...
Jecca: How long have you been dwelling on this and why are you suddenly feeling the need to share? I could have died happy having never had these thoughts.
Brain: I'm thinking a missile for the catalyst.
Jecca: I'm thinking this is twisted and wrong.
Brain: I know! Isn't it great?
Jecca: No.
Brain: Here's the opening line.
Jecca: NO.


Later, at work...

Brain: This is how it could end!
Jecca: Don't you dare.
Brain: No, I love this part! Listen -
Jecca: SANITY CHECK, BAKERY DEPARTMENT.
Jecca's Mind: help, I've been bound and gagged and locked away.
Jecca: ... Well, that's optimistic.
Customer: Hay, izzis where i pik up teh deli platters?
(remember, kids: Jecca works bakery)


That evening...

Jecca: I'm not writing this. I'm not. I will take drastic measures if you try to make me.
Brain: You're a dirty liar.
Jecca: I am going to get a restraining order. Against my own Brain. That's probably not possible and will only end in my being locked away for ever.
Word Document: Oh. You have a problem, then.
Jecca: ... Yes, it appears I do.


Later still...

Jecca: PLEASE TELL ME NO.
Aniko: o_O?
Jecca: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.
Aniko: No to what?
Jecca: I can't repeat it. It's too awful.
Aniko: *encourages*
Jecca: WHY DO YOU LOVE MY BRAIN MORE THAN ME?
Aniko: because the fic it produces is awesome XD
Jecca: LIES.


Aniko, when the world is destroyed, it is entirely your fault. I hope you're happy.


...

The world went white.


So apparently I am writing this now, because Aniko likes my Brain and feeds it Brain-cookies, and the thing was writing itself anyway, and augh.

Comments

[ineptmagicuser.livejournal.com]

YAY! /cheers brain on.

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

WHY DO YOU HATE ME.

[ineptmagicuser.livejournal.com]

o_o The beatings are out of love. . . Love for fanfiction XD

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

"The beatings will continue until crack!fic is produced."

...I am making you a sign for your door.

[ineptmagicuser.livejournal.com]

I do have a door XD its white o_o if it had a name it would be Bobbette

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

Well, then, I hope Bobbette likes signs.

>_>

[ineptmagicuser.livejournal.com]

I don't think Ratchet would approve of being a door
. . .

Damnit Prime I'm a doctor not a door!

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

Maybe Rachette wouldn't mind. She'd be ... I don't know, his Mary-Sue alternate self!

And someone has to guard the medbay, so it's not like he'd be that out of his element. Lambo twins, siblings... same difference.


("He's dead, Prime"?)

[ineptmagicuser.livejournal.com]

That icon is full of win XD. But if anything I would go for Red Alert :P, maybe I could paint my door red XD?

"So? Bring him back than its not like we have all day."

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

Yes! I'd say you can steal it, but I'm not sure you bother with icon selection and the like.

Ahaha! Red Alert door! Brilliant. Do it! *does not, sadly, have a Red Alert icon*


Ratchet can totally make people undie. THIS IS A FACT.

[mysticeden.livejournal.com]

Are we going to get to read it?

[twilit-wanderer.livejournal.com]

As soon as it's finished! Though if I'm prodded over IM while working on it (well, on anything, really), I tend to assault people with snippets (especially if I either really like or hate a certain part).

It's a Transformers/Silent Hill crossover and there is clearly something wrong with me. .___.