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camelotremix) wrote2020-07-05 09:50 pm
camelotremix) wrote2020-07-05 09:50 pm
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FIC: Kilgharrah, If You Please
Title: Kilgharrah, If You Please
Creator: ???
Work Type: (fic, art) Fic
Work URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24669073
Remixee Name: Polomonkey
Link to Work Remixed: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5941164
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Length: 12.4k
Rating: M, for vivid imaginary sequences. (I do hope they will jump out of my imagination and into reality in the not tooooo distant future.)
Warnings: Too many footnotes. No, wait, there can never be too many footnotes.
Notes:Publisher's disclaimer (the fine print): All views expressed within this story are solely those of Killy the cat and do not reflect those of the publisher, pre-reader, the Camelot Remix staff, Polomonkey, or ao3. All complaints and/or lawsuits should be directed to Killy's lawyer. The publisher has not benefitted financially from any of Killy's incendiary statements, internet picture theft, or vivid imagination. Furthermore, Killy's advice cannot replace the expert opinion of your doctor, lawyer, spiritual adviser, registered sorcerer, or family occultist. Following any advice contained herein is at your own risk. By continuing to read this story, you agree to not hold the publisher, the pre-reader, ao3, Polomonkey, or Camelot Remix liable for any damages.
No arm chairs were harmed in the telling of this tale.
Summary: In which I, Kilgharrah the Great, give a fair account, noble and true, of the events that occurred in the story "Get Sick Soon", recorded by Polomonkey but experienced first-hand by me. Don't let any reports of the unreliability of eyewitness testimony sway you. This is what really happened. I was there. And I never misrepresent anything. Just ask Merlin. He'll back me up on this one. Or I'll scratch up his favourite woodcut. The one with the runes designed to ensure potency in bed.
(I know, I know, Camelot Remix is supposed to be an anonymous fest. But unless I claim my work, how will you all know that the narrator of this tale can be trusted? You have to understand that I was actually there. Surely the rules don't apply to someone as esteemed as I?)
Creator: ???
Work Type: (fic, art) Fic
Work URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24669073
Remixee Name: Polomonkey
Link to Work Remixed: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5941164
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Length: 12.4k
Rating: M, for vivid imaginary sequences. (I do hope they will jump out of my imagination and into reality in the not tooooo distant future.)
Warnings: Too many footnotes. No, wait, there can never be too many footnotes.
Notes:Publisher's disclaimer (the fine print): All views expressed within this story are solely those of Killy the cat and do not reflect those of the publisher, pre-reader, the Camelot Remix staff, Polomonkey, or ao3. All complaints and/or lawsuits should be directed to Killy's lawyer. The publisher has not benefitted financially from any of Killy's incendiary statements, internet picture theft, or vivid imagination. Furthermore, Killy's advice cannot replace the expert opinion of your doctor, lawyer, spiritual adviser, registered sorcerer, or family occultist. Following any advice contained herein is at your own risk. By continuing to read this story, you agree to not hold the publisher, the pre-reader, ao3, Polomonkey, or Camelot Remix liable for any damages.
No arm chairs were harmed in the telling of this tale.
Summary: In which I, Kilgharrah the Great, give a fair account, noble and true, of the events that occurred in the story "Get Sick Soon", recorded by Polomonkey but experienced first-hand by me. Don't let any reports of the unreliability of eyewitness testimony sway you. This is what really happened. I was there. And I never misrepresent anything. Just ask Merlin. He'll back me up on this one. Or I'll scratch up his favourite woodcut. The one with the runes designed to ensure potency in bed.
(I know, I know, Camelot Remix is supposed to be an anonymous fest. But unless I claim my work, how will you all know that the narrator of this tale can be trusted? You have to understand that I was actually there. Surely the rules don't apply to someone as esteemed as I?)