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[turps]

I don't think I mentioned this, but I received my pic for 1000 assignment. I thought the watercooler of last year was challenging, this years is even more so. It's three dusty bottles of wine, I think, and my mind has gone to either JC and his wine cellar, or some kind of desert island story where they find a stash of alcohol and drink that, getting wasted on a beach. It could be an unofficial continuation of Stranded, because there needs to be more stranded on desert island stories, and bus crash stories where they're forced to survive in the wilds, running through pitch black fields, chased by rabid cows, and fall in rivers where they're nearly swept to a watery death only to be saved by one of the others running along the bank with a tree branch where they'd dive on their stomach and hold out the branch, shouting for the drowning one to grab on!

I may even do two stories for the challenge, it would be a good chance to write in a new fandom, post a story then pretend it isn't mine.

Today I've also opened the file for the next wtf27 story, which is MPREG. I'm determined to get that series finished this year, I mean, high school AU, fuck or die, wake up gay. So much fun! Though my hate to write sex side is cringing at the thought of actually writing fuck or die, because all I have is this image of Chris, Lance and Joey lying there all pathetic and dying and Justin and JC having to go at it like rabid bunnies, creating enough sexual energy to bring the others back from the brink. Thrust JC! Thrust! Faster! Harder! Do it for your friends!

Yesterday I gave Silver a tune up, and now he's working fine. Goodness knows what was wrong with him, but all the lagging is gone. Also yesterday I finally got to talk to ninjetti75, as always our chat lasted hours and a variety of things, but the most important is this. Josh is writing me season 4 of Mutant X as my Christmas gift! It's the most wonderful thing ever. Every wishlist I do I ask for s4 of MX, and he's giving me it. One new episode a month, and just. My joy is immense, because my boys! Brennan, Jesse! Plus Shal and Adam and Lexa. 12 Josh written stories of my favourite show, and he gave me a sneak peek of the first part of episode one, and my boys. So much love.

Last thing, would anyone be willing to let me bounce ideas off them for pop_appreciate's scavenger hunt?

Comments

[trumpeterofdoom.livejournal.com]

Me! I'm available!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Excellent!

I'll email you with some ideas.

[withdiamonds.livejournal.com]

I was thinking the same thing about pic1000, maybe dip into a new fandom a little bit. My picture is two donkeys. Yes.

[phaballa.livejournal.com]

Can there be actual rabid cows??

[turps33.livejournal.com]

At first I thought you were asking if cows could actually be rabid, and I was all, yes! Because I was chased by a cow once and I'm sure it was foaming at the mouth¹. Then I thought maybe you meant in fic, which is a bigger yes! Because a whole herd of rabid cows would chase them, and one would eat Justin's head!

¹Okay, so it was walking fast, but dude, cows are big and it was behind me.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it seems the perfect time to branch out. I mean, 1000 words are nothing...ha! Plus, it's not like I ever get much feedback for the challenge anyway. So if I post to stony silence, well I won't care.

Donkeys. Okay then.

[phaballa.livejournal.com]

Like, rabid cows who'd had their teeth filed to sharp, scary points, Marilyn Manson-style!

[turloughishere.livejournal.com]

fall in rivers where they're nearly swept to a watery death only to be saved by one of the others running along the bank with a tree branch where they'd dive on their stomach and hold out the branch, shouting for the drowning one to grab on!

Winnie-the-Pooh (http://www.poohnet.co.uk/gallery/winnie/chapter08-expodition/pooh_rescues_roo.jpg)!!!

it would be a good chance to write in a new fandom, post a story then pretend it isn't mine.

*flashes Patrick at you* And speaking about new fandoms, are you aware of bandom365? Doesn't it sound like a great place to dip your toes into a new fandom?! *hint* *hint*

Thrust JC! Thrust! Faster! Harder! Do it for your friends!

*giggle* You're taking all the joy out of sex :-)

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

ooops - completely missed that pic for 1000 was happening again already. Oh well - guess it's for the best, really. <- is too busy.

And MPREG! I'm not too busy to beta!

xx

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Ahahahahaha. That's made my night! It's so Winnie the Pooh!

Do you think the world is ready for me writing 1000 words of Patrick/Mikey? ;)

I have seen that comm and think it's a fantastic idea. The thing is, it's so visible, and I'm scared about taking that step where I actually write something to show the bandom fandom. I mean, we're friends, so it felt unofficial, the comm not so much. And yeah, I know, I need to get over myself.

*giggle* You're taking all the joy out of sex :-)

I try ;)

Fuck or die is wonderful when it's done well. It's just not my thing to write though. Oh well, I'll get through it somehow.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, pictures went out a few days ago. Mine is, well, it's dusty wine bottles *g*

But yes, you are busy, but it also means time for you to write other things too :D

The MPREG has been started. It seems I've had my break after SeSa and now Word is being cracked open again.

[turloughishere.livejournal.com]

Of course it is!! Everyone's always ready for more Patrick!!

Who would've anything against you writing bandslash? I mean, other popslash writers do and as far as I know no one's saying anything. (And anyway it's on my bandslash rec site so it's totally offical ;-)

[ckanerock.livejournal.com]

Bounce away! I'd love to help. :0)

[nopseud]

You know, I don't think fuck or dies says that they have to fuck *each other*. It could be, one by one they have a choice to fuck someone/thing or they die horribly. It could be really funny or really, really icky depending on which way you want to go with it -- maybe they're under the impression that this time the death will be permanent. (Although, y'know, either way Lynn should probably feature. Whether it's icky or funny depends on whether you pair her up with Justin or Chris. :-)

[turps33.livejournal.com]

You're such a Patrick whore *g*

Who would've anything against you writing bandslash?

It's not so much that than I've spent the last 5 years with only the pop boys living in my head. It's scary thinking of letting other voices in. However, saying that. Am I insane for working on this for the challenge? Bearing in mind it's very very rough.




Mikey finds the bottles in a dumpster; a glinting light against dusty glass and some instinct has him leaning in – hard plastic edge digging into his chest, his nose wrinkling at the scent of decay.

They feel old, look old, and he’s carefully lifting, pushing them into his bag, surrounded by math homework and the half eaten remains of his lunch.

When he gets home he nods to his mom and hurries upstairs, heading for the sanctuary of his room. Once there he shuts the door, places his bag on his bed and takes off his coat, shedding the layers of his day.

He doesn’t look at the bottles; not then.

Instead he rubs his grimy hands on his pants, looks out of his window and watches the boys next door. They’re playing ball, smiling faces and laughter, and he has to look away. Movements quick and awkward, his hip connecting against a haphazard pile of video tapes, making them clatter to the floor.

He steps over them, folds himself down onto his bed, onto rumpled jersey sheets and stained pillows. Lying back, his head resting on his bent arm, one ear close to the wall. He listens; hopes.

Within minutes he knows. Too sharp laughter and a series of thuds and he’s already pushing himself up when Gerard stumbles into the room.

Gerard’s eyes are rounded, pupils blown and he’s grinning. A jagged brittle smile.

“Mikey!”

He moves forward, steps deliberate, and Mikey’s skin is itching as he remains still, not shrinking away when Gerard sits and slings his arm around Mikey’s shoulder.

“Mikeyway. I have had the best day.”

Gerard’s breathe is alcohol and cigarettes and his voice is shattered shards covering a misery that plunges bone deep. Mikey knows. He knows. Except Gerard got there first and Mikey’s nothing but a spectator now.

He watches, intercepts, covers up for and smoothes, all the while wondering if that’s the right thing to do. He doesn’t even know anymore, lost in a tangle of love and hate and a thousand sleepless nights.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Awesome! I'll send you the email I sent JM :)

[ckanerock.livejournal.com]

Cool! Might want to send it to skullierose@yahoo[dot]com

I don't always get my LJ notifications in a timely fashion/if at all.

Looking forward to it. :D

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Got you :)

And sent!

[vaudevilles.livejournal.com]

And to make things really icky and funny you could have it be a Justin/Lynn/Chris threesome!

Plus someone should have to fuck a lamp. And I am going to rise above the obvious rabid cow idea.

[turloughishere.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's a novel way to put the bottles in the story. I like it! But the rest HURTS to read. You're not going to leave them like that, are you? You HAVE to fix them! Both of them. Please!

[nopseud]

And to make things really icky and funny you could have it be a Justin/Lynn/Chris threesome!

FTW! I second, third and fourth this idea!

Plus someone should have to fuck a lamp.

And this one!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Obviously it needs to be a Chris/Justin/Lynn/rabid cow orgy complete with Lamp sex toys. Ones that light up!

I suppose in terms of Lamp, at least cows are better size wise.

You two are making me wish it was the fuck or die part next.

[vaudevilles.livejournal.com]

*makes cow eyes (not VERY rabid ones) at Terri*

[vaudevilles.livejournal.com]

Dear GOD I'm terrified of you.

Cows are better size wise? Which PART of a cow is better pray?

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I like this don't have to fuck each other idea, because that would kill me story dead. Oh, they could all have to fuck their worst nightmare. That would be evil fun.