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Lately my interest in fandom has been waning, slightly. I just have so much work I should be doing instead of hanging out on the kink meme (which is getting repetitive, oh no...) that I haven't had that much time for fanfiction...and lately all of it's been kinda crappy. Same tropes, over and over, and not necessarily the fun ones like pon farr in a cave and shit. It's all too fluffy or too porny or too OOC and I feel a little jaded with everything, right now. That's what I get for picking one fandom and only one pairing and shipping it so hard that I'm blind to everything else, huh. I'm not worried, though, I'll have an eventual resurgence into the whole fandom thing and we'll all be dandy. Doesn't help that I just watched Generations, though, or at least the part that my DV-R decided to record. Stupid crappy cable channels. It cut off right at the climax, at the part what with the Frenchman and the woodcutting and the...*shudder* ...Antonia. It is throwing a real wrench into my canon. D: It feels like a slap in the face to the fangirls to retcon all the years of slash.
I am so stressed out. I keep intentionally procrastinating on my goddamned senior project, and that freakin' violin composition is not going to write itself. But I honestly think it's too much work to put on high school seniors. We have other classes and social lives (or, y'know, lack thereof) and other stuff, we shouldn't be pulling our hair out over this. *SIGH*.
IN SPITE OF ALL THIS, THOUGH, I thought up of a brilliant and epic idea for another sort of H2G2/STXI crossover, even though it's not at all like this epic piece of crap that I've written and more of a rewrite in the style of. I've got it all planned out and everything, at least the first bit. And because it entertained me so greatly to sketch out the story...here is word for word my basic concept "outline" for this epic crack.
so much fun. well torture session.
flash to Delta Vega (SP doesn't exist in this timeline???) [here on paper I made the later edit of drawing a line out to the margin indicating a bit "WAIT. NO"] where Sc's like, "wow, Hoth sucks". Ent. is docked there and he hooks up w/ U who's all like "'s a good idea?" and he's like, "yah" and they totes rip off w/ the Ent.
turns out there's still one passenger--ragin' drunk Mc who passed out in sickbay (=Marvin, lol disease and death and brains the size of a planet)
meanwhile K and S anre gettin' tossed out an airlock and freaking out. Ent comes along and is like "WHAT IS THIS INSANITY?!" and Sc uses mega awesome engineer transwarp skillz to save 'em.
yay most of the bridge crew.
now Sc wants to see *insert planet here--guardian planet???*
(HOLY SHIT MICE=Su/Ch AAAAGH NO?) (they'd sneak on the ship???)
(BUT IF I DID THE SEQUELS WOULD THAT MADE FENCHURH=SAAVIK??? *brain explodes*)
(I think Agrajag still belongs in this universe. No? Potted plant=??? Would Agr. be Nero? KHAAAAAAN?!?!?! but I wanna keep it in XI canon while alluding to TOS... And of course THAR BE WHALES HERE (*laughs to death*))
Dead George and Gracie. :C :C :C
They split up after crash landing after using the intermix formula (WE'VE GOT. TO RISK. A FULL POWER START!) to escape po'd Roms. of course we are going to have amazin' S/SP interactions b/c SP=SLARTIBARTFAST, WHATTHEFUDGECAKES. YES. K/U/Sc get drugged and convinced to kidnap super rare compainion to sell to Su/Ch for $$$. In the meantime...Mc is still in ship BECAUSE SPACE=DANGERIOUS. So while everybody's escaping he gets po'd @ comp for "medieval medicine" and BREAKS IT and...shit I lost it.
SURELY IF I DID LUE PON FARR WOULD OCCUR.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS.
Now I'm so fixated on The Ultimate Cliché that I can't focus.
/end pointless crazy fic rant. My this is embarrassing.
EEEEEEE so the other day I was at the Dollar Store, of all places, and I found this campy looking book called "Everything I Ever Needed to Know I Learned from Star Trek". Needless to say I had bought that shit before I had even finished reading the title. So I finally picked it up today and opened up to one page that said "Never wear a red shirt", and I chuckled, then I opened up to another page and it was all like, "There is nothing more important in the series than K and S's epic friendship, and it went on to mention faves like "Amok Time" and TSFS and shit, and I just squeed because we have a friend, yep, I'm pretty sure it's a dude, too, but yes. Okay.
I am so stressed out. I keep intentionally procrastinating on my goddamned senior project, and that freakin' violin composition is not going to write itself. But I honestly think it's too much work to put on high school seniors. We have other classes and social lives (or, y'know, lack thereof) and other stuff, we shouldn't be pulling our hair out over this. *SIGH*.
IN SPITE OF ALL THIS, THOUGH, I thought up of a brilliant and epic idea for another sort of H2G2/STXI crossover, even though it's not at all like this epic piece of crap that I've written and more of a rewrite in the style of. I've got it all planned out and everything, at least the first bit. And because it entertained me so greatly to sketch out the story...here is word for word my basic concept "outline" for this epic crack.
so much fun. well torture session.
flash to Delta Vega (SP doesn't exist in this timeline???) [here on paper I made the later edit of drawing a line out to the margin indicating a bit "WAIT. NO"] where Sc's like, "wow, Hoth sucks". Ent. is docked there and he hooks up w/ U who's all like "'s a good idea?" and he's like, "yah" and they totes rip off w/ the Ent.
turns out there's still one passenger--ragin' drunk Mc who passed out in sickbay (=Marvin, lol disease and death and brains the size of a planet)
meanwhile K and S anre gettin' tossed out an airlock and freaking out. Ent comes along and is like "WHAT IS THIS INSANITY?!" and Sc uses mega awesome engineer transwarp skillz to save 'em.
yay most of the bridge crew.
now Sc wants to see *insert planet here--guardian planet???*
(HOLY SHIT MICE=Su/Ch AAAAGH NO?) (they'd sneak on the ship???)
(BUT IF I DID THE SEQUELS WOULD THAT MADE FENCHURH=SAAVIK??? *brain explodes*)
(I think Agrajag still belongs in this universe. No? Potted plant=??? Would Agr. be Nero? KHAAAAAAN?!?!?! but I wanna keep it in XI canon while alluding to TOS... And of course THAR BE WHALES HERE (*laughs to death*))
Dead George and Gracie. :C :C :C
They split up after crash landing after using the intermix formula (WE'VE GOT. TO RISK. A FULL POWER START!) to escape po'd Roms. of course we are going to have amazin' S/SP interactions b/c SP=SLARTIBARTFAST, WHATTHEFUDGECAKES. YES. K/U/Sc get drugged and convinced to kidnap super rare compainion to sell to Su/Ch for $$$. In the meantime...Mc is still in ship BECAUSE SPACE=DANGERIOUS. So while everybody's escaping he gets po'd @ comp for "medieval medicine" and BREAKS IT and...shit I lost it.
SURELY IF I DID LUE PON FARR WOULD OCCUR.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS.
Now I'm so fixated on The Ultimate Cliché that I can't focus.
/end pointless crazy fic rant. My this is embarrassing.
EEEEEEE so the other day I was at the Dollar Store, of all places, and I found this campy looking book called "Everything I Ever Needed to Know I Learned from Star Trek". Needless to say I had bought that shit before I had even finished reading the title. So I finally picked it up today and opened up to one page that said "Never wear a red shirt", and I chuckled, then I opened up to another page and it was all like, "There is nothing more important in the series than K and S's epic friendship, and it went on to mention faves like "Amok Time" and TSFS and shit, and I just squeed because we have a friend, yep, I'm pretty sure it's a dude, too, but yes. Okay.