Writer's Block: Drink up me hearties!

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First off, why is this posted today? Talk Like A Pirate Day is Sunday. Are we going to get piratey questions all week, then?

I sort of like Mean-Eyed Malone for a name. I don't want to be the captain - I want to be the quartermaster, in charge of supplies, prizes, and discipline. And THAT is why I'd be the most-feared buccaneer: If you didn't treat me the right way, I'd tip you over the side or have you keelhauled. YARRRRRR.

RD fic: "Machine in the Ghost" 8/8 COMPLETED (R)

“Machine in the Ghost”
Rated: R for language, slashy sexytimes, talk of torture
Chars: Lister/Rimmer, Kochanski, Cat, Kryten, Hol, original characters
Disclaimer: Property of Grant Naylor. I don't get to keep these characters, I just get to take them home for the night on occasion.
Summary: The crew gets more than they bargain for when they find a derelict in deep space. Can be read as a standalone, or as the continuation of Urgent, which itself juts out of a short earlier series I wrote. (In other words, do what you want, LOL.)
Spoilers: The entire TV series, some borrowed elements from the novels.
A/N: This fic begins back here.
A/N2: This is the end, kids! Feedback greatly appreciated.


( 'Who are you? What are you doing here? How did you get-' She cut herself off as her eyes landed on Rimmer. She squinted and leaned a little forward toward him, staring for a good twenty seconds. )