Moar MST!

[seiberwing]

I'm long overdue in posting the second part of this. Although I doubt anyone is waiting with bated (baited?) breath to see how it turns out.

Part one of this glorious bit of glurg can be found here.

Comments

[koilungfish]

... damn, that fic is dire. What's it called?

[seiberwing]

Forever as Two. It's still up on ff.net.

[pivot89]

Wow. Great sporking, but for the fic itself... *boggles* Someone give Scourge his sense back.

[seiberwing]

Everyone apparently got their brains stolen.

[pivot89]

By the zombies, I take it.

[seiberwing]

Or the noodles.

[dranzersfire]

Galvatron: I can't think of a single period in my life where I actually passed out purely from emotional overload. Unless by emotion one means 'plasma bath'.

Or 'Inhibitor-Ray' or 'Got-owned-by-Matrix-tripped-Scourge' or...*promptly gets killed by Galvatron*

[ionicaq]

Cyclonus: Does anyone else get the feeling the writer knows that sex causes drama but doesn’t actually have any idea how it works?
Scourge: What, you mean there's more to it than kissing deeply and then angsting in the morning?
S/he's probably like twelve or something. It explains a lot actually...

Rumble and Frenzy finely got tried of it.
Finely? What are they, sand?

Love it, as always. :D

[seiberwing]

Yeah. I figure if you don't know the basic concept of a thing, don't write about it. Same applies to sex.

[ionicaq]

If you haven't seen at least one porno and/or engaged in one (minimum) act of intercourse/other sex yourself, stay away! Bah.

[seiberwing]

*reads a lot of good sexfic, does that count?*