The poster for my fanfic... Justice League to the Rescue... Sort of! which can be found here:http://www.fanfiction.net/~thegryfter
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Justice League to the Rescue... Sort of!
The poster for my fanfic... Justice League to the Rescue... Sort of! which can be found here:http://www.fanfiction.net/~thegryfter
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Clark's Letter to lex
Lex
You told me once that our friendship would be the stuff of legend. I guess the two of us should know better than most not to make promises we couldn’t keep. Because that friendship… well… it died, didn’t it?
There’s blame for that, on both sides. Mistrust was sown and, before we knew it, we couldn’t look at each other without suspicion. Without pain. Without mourning what was lost. I don’t presume to think you mourned – I just don’t know. I guess I’m just hoping you did. I guess I’m clinging to the belief that the loss of that friendship affected you as much as it affected me. Because it did effect me, Lex.
It’s funny, now that the end is in sight I find myself assaulted by the strangest thoughts. The most unlikely memories. The song my mom used to hum when she was quilting. The muttered curses from my dad when he was trying to fix the tractor. Lunchtimes in the cafeteria with Pete and Chloe. Cramming seven cups of coffee trying to meet a midnight deadline with Lois. And you…
I’ve thought a lot about you lately. About the way it was, before it got so serious. The way you laughed when I stalled the Lamborghini the first time I drove it. The way you swore I was cheating because you could never beat me at pool. The way I swore up and down I had no feelings for Lana, and yet, I always came to you for advice about “this friend of mine” that liked her. The way we just used to sit – me drinking orange juice, you drinking scotch (I still don’t get that, by the way) – and just talk. About family, cars, girls, our futures, our dreams and, at the best of times, about nothing at all.
I wish I could have saved you. I’ve never wished that I hadn’t saved you at all.
Maybe I should have told you who I really am. Maybe I should have tried harder to pull you back from the edge. Maybe… Maybe…
Maybe I just miss my friend.
It doesn’t matter now. You’re gone, and soon I will be too. Will you be waiting for me when I get to the other side? Will you put your arm around me, call me your brother again, and tell me you forgive me? Will we get another chance to do it right?
I don’t know about legends. All I know is we were friends once, and… however brief it was… it meant more to me than legends ever will.
Clark.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Supernatural - The Soap Opera!
Hospital room – night int
dean winchester (brooding, handsome, late 20’s) stands watch by his brother’s (sam winchester - pouty, handsome, mid-20’s) bedside as dr. cox delivers the bad news.
dr. cox
I’m afraid your brother suffered a severe case of sub-cranial damage due to the unlikely length of his spine, Mr Winchester.
dean
Is there anything I can do, Doc? I mean… he’s my… he’s my…
(chokes up, grasps sam’s hand, nearly dislodging the iv)
He’s my brother.
dr. cox
We can keep him comfortable. Monitor his progress, but beyond that…
dr. cox shrugs, in sympathy, exits. dean looks down at sam, tortured.
dean
Dammit, Sammy! Why’d you have to let her…? Why’d you…?
unable to contain his emotions, dean marches toward the end of the bed. close-up on dean’s face as anger bubbles to the surface.
dean
Ruby… I swear… I don’t care how long it takes! Wherever you are… however you try to hide… I’ll find you!
You hear me?! I’ll find…!
he’s cut off when the door opens and a gruffly determined ruby barges in.
ruby
Sam!
dean
You!
slam shots of their expressions as these two enemies square off. Dramatic music plays.
ruby
What happened?
dean
Don’t even start! You know exactly what happened!
ruby
The doctor said it had something to do with his spine!
dean
And we all know you made him strain his spinal cord when you forced him to pull demons! Admit it!
ruby
No! You’ve got it all wrong! I wouldn’t do that to him!
dean
Enough! Enough lies!
ruby
Dean, I swear, I wouldn’t! Sam is… Sam is…
Dean… Sam’s my twin brother.
slam shot on dean, gasping in utter shock. suddenly, sam jerks up in bed, gasping for air.
ruby
Sam!
they rush to his side.
dean
Sam? Sammy, are you okay?
sam looks from one to the other, dazed and confused.
sam
I… Wha…?
dean
It’s okay. It’s okay… take it easy…
sam
Who…? Who are you…? Who am I?
dean and ruby lock eyes, shocked – oh, my god! he’s got amnesia!
end scene.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
A Conversation About Profoundness in Chalk
Tyler- I did not see Elvis.
Dawson- They are laughing at me, not with me.
Tyler- I will not yell “Fire” in a crowded classroom.
Dawson- I will not encourage others to fly.
Alyssa- Hey guys. What are you–?
Caleb- Ssh!
Tyler- I will not get very far with this attitude.
Dawson- I will not hide behind the Fifth Amendment.
Veronica- But, what are you–?
Caleb- I told you to shut up!
Adrienne- Why?
Tyler- I will not prescribe medication.
Caleb- They’re battling. Now be quiet.
Dawson- I am not authorised to fire substitute teachers.
Alyssa- Battling with what?
Caleb- Bart Simpson chalkboard quotes.
Adrienne- You’re kidding.
Tyler- There are plenty of businesses like show business.
Adrienne- You’re not kidding.
Dawson- Five days is not too long to wait for a gun.
Veronica- What are Bart Simpson chalkboard quotes?
Tyler- Cursive writing does not mean what I think it does.
Dawson- I do not have power of attorney over first graders.
Caleb- If I tell you, will you shut up?
Veronica- I’ll promise to think about considering it.
Tyler- I did not learn everything I need to know in kindergarten.
Dawson- A fire drill does not demand a fire.
Caleb- It’s the lines Bart’s teacher makes him write on the chalkboard as punishment at the start of every Simpsons episode.
Tyler- I did not invent Irish dancing.
Veronica- No!
Dawson- Rudolph’s red nose is not alcohol-related.
Caleb- Yes!
Tyler- I will not demand what I’m worth.
Veronica- And they know these off by heart?
Dawson- I was not the inspiration for Kramer.
Caleb- Apparently.
Tyler- “The President did it” is not an excuse.
Alyssa- This is what you guys do when we’re not here?
Dawson- Hillbillies are people too.
Caleb- Yeah.
Tyler- Grammar is not a time of waste.
Adrienne- Sad.
Dawson- It does not suck to be you.
Veronica- How many are they on?
Tyler- I have neither been there, nor done that.
Caleb- I dunno. Like a million!
Dawson- Pork is not a verb.
Adrienne- Are they even listening to us?
Tyler- Class clown is not a paid position.
Caleb- Doubtful.
Dawson- Substitute teachers are not scabs.
Tyler- My suspension was not “mutual”.
Dawson- Teacher was not dumped. It was mutual.
Alyssa- This is actually pretty impressive.
Tyler- I was not touched “there” by an angel!
Veronica- Oh, God!
Alyssa- Okay… some more than others.
Dawson- I cannot hire a substitute student.
Tyler- I will not obey the voices in my head.
Adrienne- I’ll never understand boys.
Dawson- I will only provide a urine sample when asked.
Tyler- The nurse is not dealing.
Veronica- After this, would you want to?
Dawson- The hamster did not live a “full life”.
Tyler- Genetics is not an excuse.
Adrienne- Got that right.
Caleb- Shh!
Dawson- I am not Charlie Brown on acid.
Tyler- This school does not need a “regime change”.
Veronica- Nothing is sacred anymore.
Dawson- Over forty and single, is not funny.
Tyler- Global warming did not eat my homework.
Alyssa- What the hell is next?
Dawson- I will stop phoning it in.
Veronica- We can hope…