Koriand'r, Starfire's real name, is a princess of the planet Tamaran in the fictional Vegan system.
Once upon a time, there was a short and be-boobed princess called Millie. She had a small crush on the prince of a neighbouring kingdom, and hoped he would take her to the ball. However, she soon relaised that he wasn't right for her and that his heart likely already belonged to another, and like the strong, independent princess she was she jumped onto her unicorn steed Mr Sparkles (whom she had borrowed from the brave Sir Neil) and rode off to fight trolls and slay dragons and all that good stuff. The End ~
As I write this, my grandmother is actually nearly crying in fear (but not pleasure) at watching Jaws: The Revenge. The third Jaws. Seriously, how many giant man eating sharks can there be out there?
RS was...RS-y. All of the Marriage & The Family questions made me want to projectile vomit into the back of E5's head, but I pushed through.
I have realised that I could easily be a massive comics nerd. DC, of course. I've just spent nearly an hour clicking through Wikipedia pages about anything and everything DC. I think I've just about figured out The Crisis on Infinite Earths (which is basically when all the comic makers said "You know what, I don't like Bat Girl anymore. Let's call her Flamebird! Oooh, and Comet the Superhorse can now be a transgender centaur! This is a brilliant idea!"), and I've pretty much overloaded on the original Titans, which is Robin (as Dick Grayson. Giggle.), Starfire (Koriand'r, alien princess of Tamaraan who flees when her failure sister Komand'r is all "You know what, I'm sick and tired of you getting all the cool starbolt-y powers. Die, bitch!" and tries to kill her), Cyborg (who gets experimented on, then bullied, then given cool metal body parts, then experimented on some more, the poor guy), Beast Boy (who then gets old and changes his name to 'Changeling' to sound more manly) and Raven (whose just a generally douchey half-demon).
I'm gonna stay away from Watchmen and Superman for a while, since that's a whole different kettle of worms. Yeah, I know- apparently I very nearly went into a comics shop in London when I was about 6, but my dad intercepted me in the doorway. Smart move, that- who knows how much I'd have spent on stuff my now.
Just mentioning, on an unrelated note, that this would be a totally snazzy birthday present. :D
Grandmother is now nearly in tears as black dude with upperclass British accent got eaten.
I finally got to see the house we put an offer in for. I liked it- it was kind of like the Tardis- everything got waaayyyy bigger when you went inside. Only, you know, without all the time lords and Daleks and stuff. Though I'm far better than Amy Pond. Grandmother interjected with helpful comments such as-
Grandmother: The sofas are nice.
Millie: Gran, the family will be taking their furniture with them. (Said politely, as you're not meant to bait the insane.)
Grandmother: Ey, ey. *goes off to compliment the toilet paper*
Ooh, everything's cool. Black dude with upperclass British accent just got a bit mangeled. He's all okay now. :D
As I write this, my grandmother is actually nearly crying in fear (but not pleasure) at watching Jaws: The Revenge. The third Jaws. Seriously, how many giant man eating sharks can there be out there?
RS was...RS-y. All of the Marriage & The Family questions made me want to projectile vomit into the back of E5's head, but I pushed through.
I have realised that I could easily be a massive comics nerd. DC, of course. I've just spent nearly an hour clicking through Wikipedia pages about anything and everything DC. I think I've just about figured out The Crisis on Infinite Earths (which is basically when all the comic makers said "You know what, I don't like Bat Girl anymore. Let's call her Flamebird! Oooh, and Comet the Superhorse can now be a transgender centaur! This is a brilliant idea!"), and I've pretty much overloaded on the original Titans, which is Robin (as Dick Grayson. Giggle.), Starfire (Koriand'r, alien princess of Tamaraan who flees when her failure sister Komand'r is all "You know what, I'm sick and tired of you getting all the cool starbolt-y powers. Die, bitch!" and tries to kill her), Cyborg (who gets experimented on, then bullied, then given cool metal body parts, then experimented on some more, the poor guy), Beast Boy (who then gets old and changes his name to 'Changeling' to sound more manly) and Raven (whose just a generally douchey half-demon).
I'm gonna stay away from Watchmen and Superman for a while, since that's a whole different kettle of worms. Yeah, I know- apparently I very nearly went into a comics shop in London when I was about 6, but my dad intercepted me in the doorway. Smart move, that- who knows how much I'd have spent on stuff my now.
Just mentioning, on an unrelated note, that this would be a totally snazzy birthday present. :D
Grandmother is now nearly in tears as black dude with upperclass British accent got eaten.
I finally got to see the house we put an offer in for. I liked it- it was kind of like the Tardis- everything got waaayyyy bigger when you went inside. Only, you know, without all the time lords and Daleks and stuff. Though I'm far better than Amy Pond. Grandmother interjected with helpful comments such as-
Grandmother: The sofas are nice.
Millie: Gran, the family will be taking their furniture with them. (Said politely, as you're not meant to bait the insane.)
Grandmother: Ey, ey. *goes off to compliment the toilet paper*
Ooh, everything's cool. Black dude with upperclass British accent just got a bit mangeled. He's all okay now. :D