good day and question set 12(?)
Feb. 4th, 2004 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wisdomeagleToday is a good day! I think it's my reward from the universe for being good and going to bed early last night. First, there was this wonderful, beautiful, painfully good Jack/Daniel D/s fic written just for me. Shines Like Destruction by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sage_theory. Read it. Good God, read it. Sadly, I had to interrupt my fic reading to go watch tS. (Oh, how sad! Instead of reading slash, I had to watch slash!) Then, my second class was cancelled! And I finally opened a bank account. Oh, what a good girl am I.
I should go to the post office to see if the mail gods have noticed my goodness and rewarded me with a letter.
Questions fromgvambat (spelling corrected. :p)
1)If you could have one fandom-related wish granted, what would it be? If we're dreaming the impossible dream, I'd like to go back in time and have Andromeda redone, correctly this time.
On a slightly more plausible note, a Jack/Daniel kiss would make me veryveryveryvery unbelievably happy.
And more plausible still, to never again have another Jack/Sam moment that caused me spontaneous squick.
2)What's one fic you would absolutely never write--not as a challenge, not as parody, not even for...well, a reasonable amount of money? Graphic NC-17 Dylan/Trance. I think I can say with reasonable certainty that I will never write Dylan/Trance neither for love nor money. There are other things, too... like, given the unlikelihood of my even writing any DA fic, I highly doubt I'd write Logan/Alec. Since I dislike the pairing in the first place. So. There you have it.
3)What's your favorite artist (to be defined as you see fit--pictures, music, books, whatever)? The Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
4)If you could only ever write happy, fluffy gen fic, how painfully would you kill me? Terribly, incredibly painfully, with lots of torture and angst and evil mean vile malice. And then I wouldn't sarc you, on the grounds that you were already as evil as you could be. And then I'd write fic about it. With gratuitous necrophilia. *smiles sweetly*
5)Which would you rather give up: fic or vids? (Hey, turnabout's fair play!) Argh! PAIN! I'd say vids, but then... "Your Mistake"! "I'll Keep Your Secrets"! "Love is a Stranger"! "Private Emotion"! And then I'd say fic, but... then I never could've read Meg's fic this morning, and there would be no Dr. Jackson's Diaries, and no H/W slash, and how could I live without Holmes/Watson?? In conclusion, *sarcs* *kills* *sarcs* *kills*
sage_theory. Read it. Good God, read it. Sadly, I had to interrupt my fic reading to go watch tS. (Oh, how sad! Instead of reading slash, I had to watch slash!) Then, my second class was cancelled! And I finally opened a bank account. Oh, what a good girl am I. I should go to the post office to see if the mail gods have noticed my goodness and rewarded me with a letter.
Questions from
gvambat (spelling corrected. :p)1)If you could have one fandom-related wish granted, what would it be? If we're dreaming the impossible dream, I'd like to go back in time and have Andromeda redone, correctly this time.
On a slightly more plausible note, a Jack/Daniel kiss would make me veryveryveryvery unbelievably happy.
And more plausible still, to never again have another Jack/Sam moment that caused me spontaneous squick.
2)What's one fic you would absolutely never write--not as a challenge, not as parody, not even for...well, a reasonable amount of money? Graphic NC-17 Dylan/Trance. I think I can say with reasonable certainty that I will never write Dylan/Trance neither for love nor money. There are other things, too... like, given the unlikelihood of my even writing any DA fic, I highly doubt I'd write Logan/Alec. Since I dislike the pairing in the first place. So. There you have it.
3)What's your favorite artist (to be defined as you see fit--pictures, music, books, whatever)? The Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
4)If you could only ever write happy, fluffy gen fic, how painfully would you kill me? Terribly, incredibly painfully, with lots of torture and angst and evil mean vile malice. And then I wouldn't sarc you, on the grounds that you were already as evil as you could be. And then I'd write fic about it. With gratuitous necrophilia. *smiles sweetly*
5)Which would you rather give up: fic or vids? (Hey, turnabout's fair play!) Argh! PAIN! I'd say vids, but then... "Your Mistake"! "I'll Keep Your Secrets"! "Love is a Stranger"! "Private Emotion"! And then I'd say fic, but... then I never could've read Meg's fic this morning, and there would be no Dr. Jackson's Diaries, and no H/W slash, and how could I live without Holmes/Watson?? In conclusion, *sarcs* *kills* *sarcs* *kills*
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Date: 2004-02-04 10:53 pm (UTC)Wow, I remember that. It was a weekly ritual my alpha year, going to Pannill to see if anyone had mail. Of course, the easiest way to always have mail is to constantly fill out those postcards for grad school information, and then you also have lots of random booklets you will never need to take up space you can't spare. Fun! (:
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Date: 2004-02-04 11:03 pm (UTC)Note to self: apply to grad school.
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Date: 2004-02-05 04:43 pm (UTC)But what if it was noncon, Evil!Trance, torturefic? What if?!?
I should go to the post office to see if the mail gods have noticed my goodness and rewarded me with a letter.
Reallyreally sorry...couldn't manage to make it to the mail room until yesterday. *apologises*
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Date: 2004-02-05 05:03 pm (UTC)Oh, yes, all roommate's fault that roommate's ankle is twisted! All roommate's fault!
Am also waiting on letter from
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Date: 2004-02-05 06:54 pm (UTC)Trance smiled. That was even more frightening. He looked down. Still shackled. Of course. How could he expect Trance to change his situation so quickly? Then, to Trance, time had no meaning. And to Trance, human lives had no meaning. He looked up at the ceiling and listed, under his breath, the things he knew about Trance. There weren’t many. Purple. Betailed. Temporarily tailless, had jumped ship at the Pythagorean Cloud, hadn’t been seen since. Evil.
He didn’t even really know that, of course. Who could fathom the thoughts of the Gods? He wished, wildly, unrealistically, that Rev were there, to attempt to find meaning in the chaotic inversions of life as he knew it. It was an unrealistic wish. He didn’t know where Rev was, where Beka was, where the combined forces of the reconstituted Commonwealth were. The strongest forces in known space. Pride Jaguar at his command. And he was chained to the wall of a cell, three feet by three feet by five feet, in his own ship. No one would come to his rescue, because he would not issue the call, and no one would find him, because no one would know where to look.
DAMN YOU!
:p
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Date: 2004-02-11 05:10 pm (UTC)*bows deeply*
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! DEATHFIC!
*hates roommate's brain*
*REALLY hates roommate's brain*
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Date: 2004-02-11 05:27 pm (UTC):p
Actually, not deathfic, as it's headed now.
*hates roommmate's brain, as well!*
*really hates!*
This was the one I was writing intermingled with the paper on The Truman Show.
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Date: 2004-02-12 07:06 am (UTC):p
KILL HIM! KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL HIM! PAINFULLY! SQUEEEEEEEEE!
WRITE MORE WRITE MORE WRITE MORE WRITE MORE!
*nods*
*does as well*
Oh. You should've turned this in. You really should.