Conversations I Have Had... Lately.
That feeling-better thing? Yeah. Totally spoke too soon. In other news, my muses have totally abandoned me except for angsty stuff, which leaves me going O.o, all things considered. Also, I have a sneaking suspicion the weddingfic I've been trying to ignore is going to leap out of the plotbunny pile and eat me. And thus I bring another installment of Conversations I Have Had. Fandoms poked and perverted include Firefly, SGA, and of course House.
MB: sex sex sex omg reavers sex sex sex
Tris: sex!
MB: sex sex sex with mal in a dress sex sex sex
Tris: sex sex dust sex sex sex with stranded!naked!mal sex sex sex
MB: sex sex blue hands sex sex BOOK'S HAIR OMG sex sex more reavers sex.
Tris: sex sex sex heist sex sex sex girl in box sex sex crazy space incest oh wait that's sex too sex
MB: XD
MB: you win
Cat: Least of all Cameron, who thus far hasn't demonstrated that she has any better a grasp of House's inner workings than the average ficus, though she certainly thinks she does.
MB: I know beter ficuses than that.
Cat: Well, that image gave me pause for a second.
Cat: (Note to self; in absence of pet, House talks to plants?)
MB: always assuming he doesn't have a black thumb.
MB: "One year for Christmas I gave House an air fern. *pause* He killed it."
Cat: On the other hand, music is good for plants. Though according to the Mythbusters experiment, metal works better than classical.
MB: "He did once have a really successful Tamagochi."
Maire: Oh god, he'd play with it instead of talking to his patients
MB: oh he would. he so would.
Maire: It would wake up, and he'd totally stop to feed it and stuff
Cristin: ...I bet he kept that Tamogachi alive for *months*. He was the Tamogachi king.
MB: I still think he might do okay with a large, independant, disdainful cat.
Cat: I agree.
MB: not that he got for himself. One day he came home and it was on his porch. and it stayed on his porch until he said, "If you touch the furniture you die," and let it in.
MB: when being introduced to Wilson for the first time, the cat would sniff his french shoes and sneeze disdainfully.
Cat: And walk off with that characteristic tail posture that says "Whatever, dickhead."
MB: "Here is a clear view of my anus in retreat."
Cat: Pretty much, yeah.
Cat: Somehow I doubt it likes Wilson. Unless Wilson hates cats.
MB: Ah, but you know who it does like?
MB: Foreman and Cuddy. For no apparent reasons.
Cat: Well, for reasons that work very well in cat logic. At least for that KIND of cat.
MB: Foreman gives it authoritative headscratchings, which makes it kind of make sense, but Cuddy just stands there with an expression of, "o.O There is a twenty-pound cat trying to become one with my ankles."
MB: Cesperanaza: "Anyway, I told resonant once that we change fandoms sometimes because we get all crushed under the weight of our own storytelling aspirations, and then we need a new fandom that's all about lube and balloons. And just--SGA has got to be the best lube and balloon fandom of all time. I'm just, ice-cream cone in one hand, bunch of balloons in the other, going whee! I have a million lube and balloon ideas for that fandom; with my Due South and Dead Zone WIPS, I've got "ideas" and things I want to "say" and "moves I want to make"--with SGA, I have ideas like, "Hey, maybe they could have sex in a boat!""
Canth: *Stares*
Canth: ... she's right, unfortunately.
MB: I'd call this popcorn fandom, but it's not me.
MB: See, this is why I don't get into Atlantis
MB: it would totally be all, "And then they can shag in Nine while Six makes suggestive comments!"
Canth: *Snerk*
MB: "Really steams up your windows, huh."
"Oh shut up."
Canth: "Major, I'm afraid your ears are causing undue attention and distraction. We're going to have to lick them."
"... buh?"
MB: I keep seeing this crop up in House fics. And it bugs me.
MB: How do people know Wilson spent the whole night at House's?
MB: Are there nurses stalking him who followed them and then proceeded to watch House's place in shifts?
Cat: The only thing I can figure is that Wilson comes back to work in the same clothes he left in after having been observed leaving with House.
MB: but that doesn't MEAN anything!
MB: they could be hitting the bars and Wilson could be going home with a different haircolor every night!
Cat: Yep, true.
Cat: But hey, this is Fanfic Logic.
Cat: I think it's related to the principle that the only way for two people who've been dancing around each other forever is for their friends to meddle and trap them in a cave with each other for a day.
MB: "Well, that crosses out red--"
"No, it doesn't."
"It doesn't?"
"Not natural."
MB: "You haven't even gone home with her yet, how do you know...."
"*sheepish look*"
"I can't even let you go to the bathroom on your own."
MB: agentotter: "I just saw a post in a House community in which somebody referred to the House/Wilson slash pairing as "Houson." It took me a moment to realize they hadn't just mispelled the word "Houston," and that they were in fact referring to both House and Wilson as if they were a single entity, one woobie under God with heavy petting and blowjobs for all."
Canth: .......
Canth: Houson.
Canth: *Cry*
Cristin: ...please don't tell me that Houson vs. Wilhouse is supposed to indicate which character is on top in the story. Please. Because that just makes it ten thousand times worse - and it's already pretty down there. (Houson? Wilhouse? I... I... a city and British aristocracy?)
MB: I...
MB: don't know.
Cristin: That's the way there were used in an anime fandom I was in once. Daiken and Kensuke were actually *different pairings* to these people. It was very scary.
Cristin: Oh, ow. Poor House. ...he's going to whack me with his cane too, isn't he.
MB: Probably.
MB: He even smacks me with the cane.
MB: He's like a much-more-screwed up Yoda.
MB: ....
Cristin: ...
MB: *headtilts at that image*
Canth: ...
Cristin: *imagines House as very small and green*
MB: "Judge me by my snark, do you?"
Cristin: I'm... imaging House snarking on patients in Yoda-speak. It rather makes my brain hurt.
Canth: "... House?"
"Doctor boy, I am!"
"... what did you do?"
"Chinese statue, I rubbed. Magic, it was."
Maire: and he already gets annoyed with his padawans... er ducklings and does things when they fail
MB: Chase as a Jedi Padawan--oddly picturable.
Maire: do you think he might be part skywalker? he has pouting down like a master
MB: oh!
MB: this ties in so well to that old abandoned idea of mine about Chase being the secret heir to a galactic man-teasing empire!
Cristin: Chase: But that's not fair!
House: Care not, I do. Do tests, you will.
Canth: Y'know, they say that because House refers to his patient as "The Drug Addict", he must have been saying he was a drug addict.
Canth: But in the beginning, he refers to his patient as Carmen Electra.
Canth: Which means that, obviously, House is the Baywatch Chick, and had a sex change.
MB: Maybe he was just trying to convey that he has great legs.
Canth: *Snerk*
Canth: 's why he was so reluctant for them to get cut off.
Cristin: And I think he was trying to imply that he's a lycanthrope - on full moons, he goes through a painful transformation and turns in Carmen Electra.
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It's perky. It's demented. It makes me think of Frasier and dearladydisdain. So why not?
Joni Mitchell - Twisted
Yell for a reupload.
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MB: sex sex sex omg reavers sex sex sex
Tris: sex!
MB: sex sex sex with mal in a dress sex sex sex
Tris: sex sex dust sex sex sex with stranded!naked!mal sex sex sex
MB: sex sex blue hands sex sex BOOK'S HAIR OMG sex sex more reavers sex.
Tris: sex sex sex heist sex sex sex girl in box sex sex crazy space incest oh wait that's sex too sex
MB: XD
MB: you win
Cat: Least of all Cameron, who thus far hasn't demonstrated that she has any better a grasp of House's inner workings than the average ficus, though she certainly thinks she does.
MB: I know beter ficuses than that.
Cat: Well, that image gave me pause for a second.
Cat: (Note to self; in absence of pet, House talks to plants?)
MB: always assuming he doesn't have a black thumb.
MB: "One year for Christmas I gave House an air fern. *pause* He killed it."
Cat: On the other hand, music is good for plants. Though according to the Mythbusters experiment, metal works better than classical.
MB: "He did once have a really successful Tamagochi."
Maire: Oh god, he'd play with it instead of talking to his patients
MB: oh he would. he so would.
Maire: It would wake up, and he'd totally stop to feed it and stuff
Cristin: ...I bet he kept that Tamogachi alive for *months*. He was the Tamogachi king.
MB: I still think he might do okay with a large, independant, disdainful cat.
Cat: I agree.
MB: not that he got for himself. One day he came home and it was on his porch. and it stayed on his porch until he said, "If you touch the furniture you die," and let it in.
MB: when being introduced to Wilson for the first time, the cat would sniff his french shoes and sneeze disdainfully.
Cat: And walk off with that characteristic tail posture that says "Whatever, dickhead."
MB: "Here is a clear view of my anus in retreat."
Cat: Pretty much, yeah.
Cat: Somehow I doubt it likes Wilson. Unless Wilson hates cats.
MB: Ah, but you know who it does like?
MB: Foreman and Cuddy. For no apparent reasons.
Cat: Well, for reasons that work very well in cat logic. At least for that KIND of cat.
MB: Foreman gives it authoritative headscratchings, which makes it kind of make sense, but Cuddy just stands there with an expression of, "o.O There is a twenty-pound cat trying to become one with my ankles."
MB: Cesperanaza: "Anyway, I told resonant once that we change fandoms sometimes because we get all crushed under the weight of our own storytelling aspirations, and then we need a new fandom that's all about lube and balloons. And just--SGA has got to be the best lube and balloon fandom of all time. I'm just, ice-cream cone in one hand, bunch of balloons in the other, going whee! I have a million lube and balloon ideas for that fandom; with my Due South and Dead Zone WIPS, I've got "ideas" and things I want to "say" and "moves I want to make"--with SGA, I have ideas like, "Hey, maybe they could have sex in a boat!""
Canth: *Stares*
Canth: ... she's right, unfortunately.
MB: I'd call this popcorn fandom, but it's not me.
MB: See, this is why I don't get into Atlantis
MB: it would totally be all, "And then they can shag in Nine while Six makes suggestive comments!"
Canth: *Snerk*
MB: "Really steams up your windows, huh."
"Oh shut up."
Canth: "Major, I'm afraid your ears are causing undue attention and distraction. We're going to have to lick them."
"... buh?"
MB: I keep seeing this crop up in House fics. And it bugs me.
MB: How do people know Wilson spent the whole night at House's?
MB: Are there nurses stalking him who followed them and then proceeded to watch House's place in shifts?
Cat: The only thing I can figure is that Wilson comes back to work in the same clothes he left in after having been observed leaving with House.
MB: but that doesn't MEAN anything!
MB: they could be hitting the bars and Wilson could be going home with a different haircolor every night!
Cat: Yep, true.
Cat: But hey, this is Fanfic Logic.
Cat: I think it's related to the principle that the only way for two people who've been dancing around each other forever is for their friends to meddle and trap them in a cave with each other for a day.
MB: "Well, that crosses out red--"
"No, it doesn't."
"It doesn't?"
"Not natural."
MB: "You haven't even gone home with her yet, how do you know...."
"*sheepish look*"
"I can't even let you go to the bathroom on your own."
MB: agentotter: "I just saw a post in a House community in which somebody referred to the House/Wilson slash pairing as "Houson." It took me a moment to realize they hadn't just mispelled the word "Houston," and that they were in fact referring to both House and Wilson as if they were a single entity, one woobie under God with heavy petting and blowjobs for all."
Canth: .......
Canth: Houson.
Canth: *Cry*
Cristin: ...please don't tell me that Houson vs. Wilhouse is supposed to indicate which character is on top in the story. Please. Because that just makes it ten thousand times worse - and it's already pretty down there. (Houson? Wilhouse? I... I... a city and British aristocracy?)
MB: I...
MB: don't know.
Cristin: That's the way there were used in an anime fandom I was in once. Daiken and Kensuke were actually *different pairings* to these people. It was very scary.
Cristin: Oh, ow. Poor House. ...he's going to whack me with his cane too, isn't he.
MB: Probably.
MB: He even smacks me with the cane.
MB: He's like a much-more-screwed up Yoda.
MB: ....
Cristin: ...
MB: *headtilts at that image*
Canth: ...
Cristin: *imagines House as very small and green*
MB: "Judge me by my snark, do you?"
Cristin: I'm... imaging House snarking on patients in Yoda-speak. It rather makes my brain hurt.
Canth: "... House?"
"Doctor boy, I am!"
"... what did you do?"
"Chinese statue, I rubbed. Magic, it was."
Maire: and he already gets annoyed with his padawans... er ducklings and does things when they fail
MB: Chase as a Jedi Padawan--oddly picturable.
Maire: do you think he might be part skywalker? he has pouting down like a master
MB: oh!
MB: this ties in so well to that old abandoned idea of mine about Chase being the secret heir to a galactic man-teasing empire!
Cristin: Chase: But that's not fair!
House: Care not, I do. Do tests, you will.
Canth: Y'know, they say that because House refers to his patient as "The Drug Addict", he must have been saying he was a drug addict.
Canth: But in the beginning, he refers to his patient as Carmen Electra.
Canth: Which means that, obviously, House is the Baywatch Chick, and had a sex change.
MB: Maybe he was just trying to convey that he has great legs.
Canth: *Snerk*
Canth: 's why he was so reluctant for them to get cut off.
Cristin: And I think he was trying to imply that he's a lycanthrope - on full moons, he goes through a painful transformation and turns in Carmen Electra.
---
It's perky. It's demented. It makes me think of Frasier and dearladydisdain. So why not?
Joni Mitchell - Twisted
Yell for a reupload.
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