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So far, I have 6 collages, 11 filks (of which, 8 are posted here)
, a couple of manipulated wavs,
10 banners
, and one
guitar TAB
(for Bree Sharp's "David Duchovny").
This page is still under construction. I have to
put in the wavs.
I made this site and um, I won some awards for my work!
Check 'em out here!
My Collages
These are my first and only collages that I have created. I will
be making more when I have some good ideas and some *time*!!
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This one was my first
attempt at creating collages.
It's my personal favorite. |
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This is a Mulder collage.
Not David, *Mulder*... I
like this one a lot, too.
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I love Gillian.
I really do, but I don't
like how this one turned out.
I promised myself to make a
better GA collage.
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Scully! I'm cool with
this piece of work.
Again, I'm going to try
to do better next time.
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Woohoo! I definitely
think that this GA
collage is much, much
better than my first one.
Yayyy.
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I originally had the
"little David" perched
atop the main DD figure's
head, but it was too silly
for this "serious" collage.
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My Filks
These are organized as best I can chronologically.
Not much here, but at home on paper, I have filks
for 311, Jimmie's Chicken Shack, and The Red Hot
Chili Peppers. I'll be submitting those for a B.A. in Filks
at XFU. *g* So, maybe later, I shall post those up too.
I worked hard on them!
Pendrell the Red-Haired LabBoy
(sung to the tune of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reineer)
Pendrell the red-haired LabBoy
He was always such a Doof
He never got to tell her,
"Dana Scully, I love you."
He was a lab technician
Employed by the FBI
Works hard during the day
And dreams about Scully at night
Then one foggy DC eve
Scully came to say,
"Pendrell with your 'scope so bright,
help me with this case tonight."
Scully and Mulder liked him
But it's truly a shame
LabBoy was shot and killed
Before we figured out his first name.
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A Krycek Ska Filk
(sung to the tune of "She Has a Girlfriend Now" by Reel Big Fish)
Chorus: He has but one arm now x3
His name is Alex "The Ratboy" Krycek
Verses:
He's such a wild card
Nobody knows his plans
Is he on the rebel's side
Or on the Smoking Man's?
He says he did not kill Fox Mulder's dad
And everybody always kicks his ass
He's like a punching bag made by Everlast
'Cause everybody always goes and kicks his ass
Chorus
Verse:
Well, he double-crosses everyone
Oh, the things you can do with a gun
A backstab here
A blackmail there
He'll even hunt and kill a guy for you!
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Sex and Time Traveling
(sung to the tune of "Sex and Candy" by Marcy Playground)
Mulder:
Runnin 'round
'Round this huge ass boat
And there she was
My Scully all in red
Yeah there she was
And with her I fled
It's 1939, yeah...
Seems I've traveled back in time
It's the funkiest shit I've seen
Damn, I hope this ain't no dream
I kissed my partner for real
I'm stoked like any guy should be
Damn, I hope this ain't no dream
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Quick Filks |
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(sung to the tune of "Buddy Holly" by Weezer)
Mulder:
Ooooweeeoooo
I look just like Morris Fletcher
Uh oh
What am I supposed to do?
How can I get inside my normal body?
What am I to do?
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(sung to some song that starts out,
"Raindrops falling on my head..."
I'm told it's by The Carpenters.)
Max Fenig or any alien abductee:
A saucer hoverin' overhead
A cool green glow emitting from its center
Brightly
On me
Suddenly I'm floating off the ground
To who knows where...
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(sung to the tune of "One" by U2)
Scully:
Are you disappointed
That I missed your UFO?
I wish I could believe you
But you've got no solid proof
Well it's too late
We've been reassigned
They have the X-Files
It's not yours or mine
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(sung to the tune of "Knowledge" by Operation Ivy)
I know that the truth is out there
And I can't seem to get any straight forward answers
We're fucked if we don't do shit right now
Get up off your dumb asses
Chorus:
All I know is that I do know
All I know is that I do know something (x2)
They... keep telling all these lies
Just like as if we don't always use our minds
Chorus
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(sung to the tune of "Where It's At" by Beck)
There's a quaint old town
By the side of the road
Where the peeps go 'round
Eating people to and fro
They make 'em into soup
So hot you gotta blow
They work at Chaco Chicken
Run by Henry Chaco
Human Fleshy Flesh is
Lip smackin' good
Yeah it's lip smackin' good
Where it's at
Where humans are on the menu
Where it's at
Where humans are on the menu...
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