July 15th, 2007

text* = DON'T TASE ME BRO!

In which she Sylar's some time...

Meme time. First, teh rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favourite lyric to your current favourite song. Or your favourite kind of sandwich
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better
3. Either reply in the comments or post the answers in your own journal with a link here so I don't miss your answers
4. Post these instructions in your own journal and get to know your flist better


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And from bwhahahabeck comes:

Post an ANONYMOUS comment with the following:
1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment.
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you are.
9. After you do it for me, put it in your LJ and see who does it for you.
text* = DON'T TASE ME BRO!

In which she wonders if she should do it or not...

[Mainly for the interests of bwhahahabeck, hymenchan, vespalicious, and jazalove. Because if anyone understands this I truly weep a sad weep for the depravedness of their minds.]

So...

I may have written DOGPYLE... Seriously... I wish I was joking.

Should I post it, y/y?
text* = DON'T TASE ME BRO!

In which she is DEFINITELY going to special hell now...

The ayes have it. I present (as far as I know) the only existence of DOGPYLE in the universe. Which would make me the best writer of it, ROFL.

For those who don't know (read most of you), in another crack AIM chat last night/early this morning, bwhahahabeck, hymenchan, vespalicious, jazalove, and myself were having fun with the The Heroes Almost Totally Random Pairing Generator. Resulting in the following.

Read at you own risk.

Title: Who's in Charge Here?
Rating: PG-13 for suggestive themes (slash! underage! bestiality!)
Characters/Pairing: DOGPYLE (aka Mr. Muggles/Peter/Lyle... I wish I were kidding)
Disclaimer: If I owned any of it, I'd be doing a lot more "interesting" things than writing fic.
Summary: Honestly, no words can describe other that "WTF?" I don't even know what the hell is going on here. Except that Mr. Muggles channels Sylar.

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