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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:18 pm
"Oh." Looks fakes a sad look. sad "I would never.. really Love, I'm just being friendly."
Smiles again.
"But truly. What are you reading?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:20 pm
It's okay...I get it. You can't help it. Anyway...this thing is called The Further Adventures of Jack of the Tales. I don't even remember ordering it. Maybe Clarice did...
*leafs further*
GAH! HE DID WHAT WITH WHO!? eek
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:23 pm
O_O;
*Jumps over the counter Looking over his shoulder to see what he was talking about.*
Oh! Oh my...
*Head tilt...*
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:13 pm
NOW, THE LATEST ON EVERYONE'S FAVORITE FABLE... Jack strolled on into the little book shop, having recently published his new best-seller, sure to be #1 on any books list worth paying attention to. People were downloading that onto their Nooks and Crannies like wildfire, and his publishers were already pushing him out onto a tour and nagging at him for his next novel.
All of this he was cool with, he performed well under pressure. (Unless it was a fat chick - that was pressure he didn't perform well under. Only the other Jack seemed to be able to handle that, and he was a champ for taking it for the team on that one.)
Strolling into the little bookstore, he looked around for his adoring audience, and seeing that they were not around he scowled and plopped down into a chair. "So..I'm here for my book signing."
...JACK!
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:17 pm
*crosses his arms*
I don't think so, pal. I never agreed to carry this! You didn't do any of this! Especially the...the...the...naked Snow White parts!
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:26 pm
"Obviously you don't want to make money by having a best seller on your shelves. What is this, some hipster hangout for books nobody has heard of yet?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:32 pm
Dude! Bigby will rip me to shreds if I put a story on sale about how you saved everyone from killer Pinnochios and then bopped Snow and her sister at the same time! Not to mention, Snow skinning me alive! And then they could sue!
You'll just have to take this crap and...what's this?
*opens an envelope from the box*
A contract? A CONTRACT! GAH!!!! GUY GARDNER!!!!!
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:36 pm
"Yeah, I have one. So what?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:40 pm
It means...
*grits his teeth*
...that I can't flush these down the toilet. So...gonna...kill...Guy.
*starts setting the books out*
I'm not guaranteeing people will come for a signed copy of this crap.
*puts a sign(the one provided in the box) about Jack signing The Further Adventures of Jack*
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:45 pm
"Anyone who cares about good literature will. I actually have a lecture series going on at some colleges." Ahhh...college girls.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:35 pm
neutral
*Ponders getting her book signed...*
Ah Bloody hell, why not give it a go... It all may be fiction but most of the stuff people post in newspapers are none the less.
*Snatches the book that was in Powell's hand and hands it to Jack.*
Well I'd like to be the first. My name is Elizabeth Braddock. If you please.
..Besides it doesn't make it any less entertaining.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:45 pm
* walks in*
"Hey, I heard there was a book signing today?" biggrin
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:00 pm
Ugh...yes, yes. Get Jack's bullcrap porno...and soon witness Bigby tearing his throat out for it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:12 pm
He's quite imaginative isn't he... *winks at Cass*
You know Mr. Powell, you could always write your own book and we could sing your's as well....
*shrugs*
Just a thought. You do have lots of adventures don't you?
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:20 pm
Of course. But, one, I would tell the truth, And, two, it wouldn't read like some fan fic written by a drooling fanthing on the internet.
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