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WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 28, 2009

Meh. Rant #1: Copy-and-paste in fanfiction profiles.
This won't have too many rants, just what I feel on a whim.

I hate copy-and-paste stuff in fanfiction profiles. Seriously. They just clutter up your profil and make a bunch of meaningless trash.

The stuff that's supposed to make toi cry? No way. It's not making me cry. Why? Because I've read it a million times. Am I heartless because I don't copy and paste? No. I donate money. I help people. I care about others. I do not copy and paste stupid stuff on my profile. It makes those...
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That's one of the biggest issue fan fiction communities faces: Incorrect spelling, grammar and punctuation. toi can have the best and most creative plot around, but if your story has too much spelling and grammar mistakes, most readers will hit the back button. These things matter a lot, and the problem is, many writers don't realize that. A story needs to look appealing in order for a reader to like it. Readers should be able to get sucked into the story, but when there is wrong spellings and punctuation everywhere, they can't get pulled into the story, because every mistake is reminding them...
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Rachel stared at her eldest daughter, crying of happiness and grief. The last time they had seen each other Rachel had told Kelsey about her true nature and things didn’t end well between them. Now all Rachel wanted was for Kelsey to become solid so she could take her in her arms like any normal mother would.
“Are you…a ghost?” she asked. “Why haven’t toi try making contact with me? Why now?”
“We tried, mom” Amber replied. “When Derek dug up our graves on Veronica’s command, he didn’t just release our bodies, but our spirits as well. We tried to reach you, but like Jeremy...
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“I’m the one getting toi out of jail” Stefan pointed out.
“And I’m the one still waiting for that to happen” Rachel responded with raised eyebrows. She tried to look beside Stefan. “How did toi get in here? I mean, with all the deputies and the sheriff”
“I used the backdoor” Stefan smirked mischievous. He took the bars and wrecked them. He took Rachel’s hand and pulled her out of the cell. “Let’s get out of here”

“Where are we going?” Rachel asked when Stefan dragged her along at a rapid pace.
“I need toi to meet someone” Stefan responded. He stopped at Mystic...
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Gabe’s body was lying on a table, tableau in the basement of the Salvatore Boarding House. Stefan was leaning vers l'avant, vers l’avant to get a closer look, when he heard a door open and close.
“I’m down here!” he yelled, before the visitor could call him. Rushing down the stairs and an instant later Tyler appeared. “Glad toi could come so fast”
“You a dit it was important” Tyler replied scrupulously.
“It is” Stefan confirmed. He nodded at the body. “I need toi to…sniff this one. I want to know who killed him”
“You want me to sniff him?” Tyler asked with raised eyebrows.
“Pretty much” Stefan...
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Rebekah stormed downstairs into the sitting room where Elena was still sitting on the couch.
“What happened?” she asked worried when she saw Rebekah’s face. Rebekah didn’t answer, but raced to Elena, grabbed her neck and attacked her.
Elena screamed and Rebekah tightened her grip.
“Hey!” Damon shouted and he rushed to Rebekah. He grabbed her hair and swayed her into the room. He bit his wrist and held it against Elena’s lips.
“No” she groaned. “No vampire blood”
Damon pressed his wrist against her lips and forced her to drink. Elena’s neck healed and she relaxed.
Damon...
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Jeremy parked his car at the address Veronica had donné him. She was waiting for him outside.
“What are those signs?” Jeremy asked, pointing at the signs on the wall.
“They’re to keep ghosts out” Veronica explained.
“Ghosts?” Jeremy asked skeptic.
“Yeah, toi know, dead people” Veronica said. “You can’t see the signs during the day, because it’s fluorescent paint”
“So, ghosts can’t enter” Jeremy a dit slowly.
“Well, they can travel with mediums, but you’re not a medium” Veronica replied obviously. She squeezed her eyes and cast Jeremy an exploratory glance....
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Caroline was putting on her dress when the door of her bedroom opened and Liz appeared. “Sweetie, there’s someone here for you” she a dit soft. Caroline, expecting it would be Tyler, nodded and said: “Okay, mom, toi can let him in”
But it wasn’t Tyler, it was Damon. Caroline turned around annoyed. “You’re the last person I expected. What is that toi want?” she asked a little hostile. She zipped the dress and turned around.
“I want to say I’m sorry” Damon said, reaching out his hands. “I was wrong keeping toi away from Elena. You’re the best friend she has and I was...
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“You’re going to regret this” Rebekah a dit trembling. “That’s my necklace. I Lost it, back in the twenties. On the night I met your brother” Klaus never a dit she couldn’t tell Damon.
“You’re lying” Damon replied supercilious.
“Am I, now?” Rebekah a dit slowly as she stepped closer to Damon. “Stefan knew how to experience all the perks of being a vampire. We had so much fun together, while toi were probably sulking over your dear Katherine”
“And you’re telling me this, because?” Damon wondered.
“Stefan and I have a past, a present and if toi back off and don’t pull of stunts like toi just did, then we might have a future” Rebekah answered threatening.
“But pulling stunts is so fun” Damon replied.
“You don’t want be on my bad side, Damon” Rebekah threatened. Suddenly she gasped, her eyes bulged and her face turned dark grey.
“No” a female voice said. “But I do”
Rebekah fell down and Katherine appeared.
Bonnie closed her suitcase and lifted it from the ground. She carried it, but it was really heavy. She needed Caroline for this. After all she would need a place to stay when she left the clinic. Which was today. She had signed her release.
“Are toi going somewhere?” a male voice asked. Bonnie waited for Keith to catch up with her. Maybe he could carry her suitcase for her. And indeed, as soon as he was standing suivant to her he said: “Here, let me do that”
He took the suitcase out of her hands and released Bonnie from her burden.
“So, are toi leaving?” he asked.
“Yeah, I feel a lot...
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Elena’s doctor was driving on the road. There was not many traffic, so she’d be at work fast. Then she’d have some time to do some paperwork.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her cœur, coeur beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are toi all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she a dit quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she a dit it fast.
Caroline looked around in Bonnie’s room. “It’s all so…white” she a dit turning to Bonnie, who was sitting on the bed. “I can’t believe toi signed up for this. And without telling me”
“I’m telling toi now” Bonnie said, while she opened her suitcase. “Thanks for bringing my stuff. I wouldn’t know who else to bother” she added softly.
“It’s no bother” Caroline said, though she avoided to look at her. She walked to the window. “Wow! toi have to see this view, it’s amazing” she said, looking at the garden.
“Yeah, I’ve seen it” Bonnie a dit a little absent-minded....
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Zoey was walking down the nourriture department in the supermarché when she collided to someone.
“I’m sorry” the man apologized. He squeezed his eyes. “Zoey? Zoey Allen, is that you?”
Zoey rolled her eyes. “That has got to be the worst pick up line ever” she a dit disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey a dit contemptuously, while she threw some nourriture cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure toi can think of something” She pushed her chariot, panier forward, hoping this would be the...
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Bonnie was lying on the canapé watching television. She didn’t really notice what montrer was on. She just needed to lay down. Taking Damon down had taken a lot plus energy she had expected. She closed her eyes, but unfortunately fate chose that moment to let the cloche, bell rang. Bonnie frowned her eyebrows out of frustration. She could sense who it was. “It’s open!” she yelled. “Please, don’t make me get up” she mumbled. But the door stayed shut and no one entered. Bonnie groaned and swung her legs off the couch. “I’m coming!” she shouted when the visitor bang the door. She shuffled...
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Katherine slammed the door and leaned against it. She had not signed up for this mess. They had to find Stefan, but instead Elena was living in arc en ciel Land, Damon was in control of the bitch. And Caroline was with her father. At least that’s what Sherrif Forbes told Elena. Katherine found it rather suspicious. It was too sudden. Caroline was helping them and now she stepped out of it, just like Elena. Did Carolines physical absence relate to Elena’s mental absence and did Bonnie have a hand in both cases? For the first time in a very long time Katherine wished she was human. There was...
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Elena was in the kitchen, making dinner, when Jeremy sat down on a chair, his head leaning on his hands. “What’s wrong?” Elena asked. Jeremy looked up so Elena noticed the eye bags. “What happened to you? toi look like a mess. When’s the last time toi had a good sleep?” Jeremy laughed scornful. “It’s been a while” “Is it because of Jenna?” Elena asked compassionate. Jeremy played with his fingers while he thought of a good reason. He knew Elena would want to know what was going on, but he didn’t want her to get involved in his mess. He believed she had enough going on...
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Liz was standing in her office, her deputy’s surrounding her. She was briefing them about the murder last night. Caroline was standing outside, making sure her mother couldn’t see her, and kept her ears wide open.
“The boy’s name’s Derek Janders. He was Amber Lindy’s boyfriend. Amber’s the girl that lived there. According to Mrs. Lindy Amber had been jouer la comédie off earlier that day. She came home, wrecked, like she was sexually assaulted. Mrs. Lindy insisted Amber to rapporter this, but Amber became aggressive and violent. She threw Mrs. Lindy on the ground and then basically robbed the...
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Heather unlocked the door and looked at Meg who had been leaning against the door in an attempt to hear what they were doing.
“Did Cas throw up?” she asked, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah” Heather answered. “I’m going to need toi to clean it up”
“Do I look like a maid to you?” Meg commenté offended.
“Of course not, sweetie” Heather smiled weak and she caressed Meg’s cheek. “A maid I would pay. Now, come on, be a doll” And she walked back into the room.
When Meg came back with a mob Heather had taken off her T-shirt and as Meg walked to the vomit spot Heather crawled...
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Katherine entered the Boarding House. She wasn’t the kind of vampire that got bossed around and so she would tell Damon she wasn’t going to take his crap. After all, it wasn’t her fault Rebekah had forced her blood on Elena and neither could she help it Rebekah had compelled Stefan not to stop her. She had warned them to drink vervain, but no, don’t listen to Katherine, listen to Bitchekah, who toi barely even know.
She walked into the living room and was shocked par what she saw. Damon was sitting in a triangle of feu and Bonnie was holding his hands. Breathing heavy she walked to...
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