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Mazing Girls day started with walking away slowly from an exploding car. Now, mostly days ended like that, but you know … vary it up. Technically speaking it may not be day. Sarah had woken up at 3:00am, as one occasionally does in the movie game. They had shot some crazy hours yesterday, despite the fact that they were doing it all on set, which often approached 9 to 5 – however when you start ...
One day after waking up from a night of anxious dreams, Sarah awoke to find she had abs. Not the kind of flat tummy that women suggest say "hey: abs!" – but the kind of highly indented, very deep, actual muscle in her abdominal wall. The kind of muscles that appeared after 1000s of hours in a gym, and on a woman suggested maybe she had overdone it. There wasn't actually anything flat about it. ...
Tales of An Mazing Girl: Dance of the Sugar Cleaning Fairies by Castor (special thanks to Dru for editing and proof reading It was a Good Idea. It wasnt Sarahs entirely but it was a good idea. When she had first moved to LA three years ago, she had met Wendy, who introduced her to Grace and F (her name was Florence, but everyone called her F). All of them were low industry girls at the time, ...
Sarah was rarely that scared. There was very little of the everyday that could hurt her *physically*. Seeing no weak-spot her mentality had altered such that very little could *emotionally* hurt her either. It wasnt that she didnt feel pain – being a superhero hurt, sometimes an awful lot – and it wasnt that she didnt feel emotions – she did that too. But her coping mechanisms in both senses ...
Special thanks to Dru for Editing and Proofreeding. ‘Mazing girl was the most powerful superhero in the city of Los Angeles. Also certainly the state of California and the western United States. One would start to have to argue about the country as a whole but these things were true. And tonight she was going on a date, courtesy of Match.com It was the kind of logical leap that one would make in ...
Special thanks to Dru for editing and proofreeding. This was boring. One of the easily forgotten truths of LA (the nebulous city) was that it was gigantic. Between Santa Barabra at the northwest to say Carlsbad in the southeast was about 200 miles. There was a lot of empty space between them but still. It was bigger and more populated then, say, Ireland. It was less green but had even more ...
Thanksgiving was an autumnal holiday. The one quality one could ascribe to Los Angeles was it did not really have an autumn – or a fall. It did have seasons; about six of them. However, the season that late November fell (the transition between the muggy months after summer and early winter) was not what one would call time to bring in the harvest. This is not to say that southern California ...
Whether Mazing girl had, technically speaking, saved Los Angeles from utter destruction she didnt quite know. There were knowns; there were unknowns … and there were known unknowns. And there was also a giant cloud of psychic darkness that threatened to sweep up the city. That last one was pretty bad, but she had managed to stop it. When it went over people it tended to cause them to scream and ...
Special thanks to Dru for Editing and Proofreeding Go to Las Vegas for the day, have some drinks they say, Do a little gambling said ‘Mazing Girl, It will be fun. She should have said that as she hid behind a pillar, as a heavily armored man heard her and shot at her with a huge machine gun.. But well she had a weakness for classic banter Yippie kay yay motherfucker, she said … but the machine ...
(special thanks to Dru for Proofreeding and Editing) Last week Sarah had to deal with a very large forest fire north of the city. This week: A flood in the south of the city. Well life was never boring in the city. Sarah was standing on the Santa Ana River in Fullerton. looking on in concern. The irony was that it wasnt really raining. It was very cloudy, and maybe you could describe it as a ...