Also, get set for Daria fandom's own version of MARCH MADNESS!!!
How do I turn off the CAPSLOCK??!?!?
- A Double-Blind Trial, by Disco316 (COMPLETE!): Sandi called out to Stacy in a whisper, “Stacy! What’s going on?” Stacy’s attempt to make a reply caused her to wince in pain, as much as she could without being able to safely close her eyes. “Um, sorry, Stacy. Can you handle nodding?” Stacy nodded with a noticeable effort. “Good. Did you see who did this to you?” A nod. “Was it some pervert guy trying to get lucky with you?” Stacy shook her head. “Was it a guy?” Head shake. “It’s a girl?” Nod. “Did you know her?” Nod. “Wait, if you’re here, and Quinn’s over there, where’s…?”
- NEW! End over End, by Shull Bitter (Part 1): "Jane, you look terrible," Daria said. "Thanks, amiga. You always know just what to say to make a girl feel good about herself," Jane said. Her words were croaked out in between sniffles. Jane was fully dressed and accessorized with a box of tissues tucked under one arm.
- Engineered Tiff, by Ajar (COMPLETE!): God, would those two ever shut up. Maybe if I called an accessory committee meeting, that would get me out of this. If being here didn't guarantee me instant popularity I wouldn't be able to stand the boredom.
- Falling into College 72: Valley of Love and Delight, by RLobinske (Part 12): "Still trying to figure out how Michael lucked out," Jack said. Thinking about Daria's story of how they got together, Helen said, "From what I understand, he took a chance." "And still got lucky," Jack said. He paused and hurriedly added, "I don't mean that kind of lucky."
- Finn Morgendorffer 35: The Fat Chick, by HolyGrail2007 (Part 5): “Sandi, that girl dared to stand against you, and said she didn’t need you anymore. And now, she’s here. You have the opportunity. Crush her, break her. Show her what a fool she was for ever thinking she was superior to you. Who deserves to be the queen of Lawndale High?” “Me.” Sandi smiled cruelly.
- NEW! The Hallowed Halls of Fielding, by Roentgen (Part 13): Daria gave up on further attempts at friendship and left the room. Daria enjoyed the fact that the four flights of stairs she had to climb were down, and not up. Stepping forward, she OH MY GOD IT'S A PIT I'M STEPPING INTO A BIG BLACK PIT THAT GOES STRAIGHT DOWN AND GOES NOWHERE GOD HELP ME I'M GOING TO FALL PLEASE GOD HELP ME
- Not So Slow, by Jim North (COMPLETE!): I flick the switch up, then I flip it down so I can flick it up again. This time, I have to do it right, or something bad will happen. The switch flips up, the lights come on, and it is right this time. I know because I can feel it in my fingertips. If it had not flipped right, I would have felt it all along the whorls and curves on the pads, intruding on the tissues underneath like a virus trying to spread through my body starting at the extremities. But I do not feel that, so it is okay. It is going to be okay. I am not slow. (FF.net)
- Tales of the Ringbearers: A New Ringbearer, by Aloysius (Part 4): “Back when Beavis was being trained, he happened to run off a cliff and started to fall. You could even hear him yell, ‘AIEEEE!’, as if he were Daffy Duck. Then one of the metahumans we normally deal with watched him and said, ‘You know, I wonder if that silly boy will remember that he can fly?’” She chuckled and shook her head at the memory. “Did he finally remember?” Tony asked. Rose shook her head. “Nope."
- Tales of the Ringbearers: The Aeon Interdict, by Brother Grimace (COMPLETE!): I wish I could see the children now, Claire Defoe said, feeling ashamed as she remembered seeing the battle that took the life of Sandi Griffin, one of the students she remembered from Lawndale High School. I wish that I could let you know what I can do, and help all of you start to rebuild the world...
- Unnamed story (Iron Chef: "...And that's how your dad and I got together"), by Project Pegasus (COMPLETE!): [Oh, I'd better not ruin this one. Hang on.]
- When the Bullet Hits, by Silver (COMPLETE!): The gun fell from Jane's hand. It fell as much from shock as any thing else. The force of the round it had spat out moments before had kicked Tom Sloane over backwards. Her Tom. Or so she'd thought.