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Well, I... (being dragged behind the bandwagon because my hair is caught in the tailgate)

I dunno. I can't think of anything offhand that I wouldn't answer (though if I honestly can't deal with answering, I'll say so, nicely) -- I just wonder if jumping this bandwagon makes me look like I think there's anything remotely interesting about me? I mean, what on earth would anyone want to know, who doesn't already?

Oh well. Take your best shot. Ask me anything.

(Oh, and, just to see if I could, redesigned my sockpuppet journal, based on the same template Lar used on Kita's. Because I want a big picture of nekkid Xander. Isn't that reason enough?)


2002-05-16 09:40 pm (UTC) (Link)

Which one of Faith's torture groups would you pick if you definitely had to be tortured for no good reason?


2002-05-16 10:09 pm (UTC) (Link)

oW OW OW OW OW! Evil.


One of the few things I can imagine that really does make me shudder, is torture, especially in the hot/cold/sharp/blunt/etc ranges.

If I had to pick one... cold, because I can deal with that, though I'm not fond of it. Followed by loud. Though sudden loud would probably induce a nice heart attack, thus ending the torment!


2002-05-16 09:45 pm (UTC) (Link)


If you could *be* a character in a slash fandom. Which one would you be, and why ? m/m or f/f doesn't matter.

Some people have been very vauge. I want a name people, a tv show or a book. The SO, and *why*. **hugs to compensate for my grumpiness**


What stimulates you in a partner, male or female ? What is it that, in a moment of conversation makes you go - want !

Yeah, I've asked everyone this, I won't use it to hit on you - promise ;)


2002-05-16 10:03 pm (UTC) (Link)

If you could *be* a character in a slash fandom. Which one would you be, and why ? m/m or f/f doesn't matter.

Easy answers to #1: Xander. With Spike. With *my* Spike, or a limited number of other people's, not with canon Spike as he is now. His issues are similar enough to mine that they wouldn't freak me (Though I'd have to be Xander with my brain, to some extent. Wouldn't want to lose the desire to make pretty words.) His friends are loyal and loving, if sometimes clueless and distracted, and he inspires a desire to protect and cherish in the sort of S/X fic that I enjoy/write. But he's witty enough and big enough to defend himself and *not* be a cringing pet. And the Spike I love, gets confused and amused and sucked into caring despite himself.

What stimulates you in a partner, male or female ? What is it that, in a moment of conversation makes you go - want !

Accents, and smart, interesting, funny talk. A face -- especially eyes and mouth -- that gets more and more animated with the conversation. Where I can read humor and excitement and dismay, and am as fascinated by watching them as I am by listening.

Not surprisingly, many fannish people (whom I've met) fit these qualities, and so few people I know offline.

Yeah, I've asked everyone this, I won't use it to hit on you - promise ;)



2002-05-16 10:13 pm (UTC) (Link)

Oh yeah -- and he lives in a world where there's external proof that magic exists and there's life after death. Big plus there, no matter that monsters are also real.


2002-05-16 09:56 pm (UTC) (Link)

If you could pick one character to eliminate from the past or present Buffyverse completely--gone, poof, no memory remaining of them or their plot--which would it be? Feel free to give lots of gory details. :-)


2002-05-16 10:22 pm (UTC) (Link)

Glory. *So* much of the nastiness that's gone down in this and last season would be undone if there were no Glory -- or at least would have had the chance to be played through naturally, without all the miscommunication and lying.

Riley might very well still be around. Thus, frankly, keeping Buffy out of my slashy hair. Buffy wouldn't have died, and Willow would have to deal with her power issues slowly, instead of becoming all godlike by bringing her back. Buffy would have had time to deal with her mother's death without apocaypse hanging over her head. Xander would never have proposed to Anya on the spur of the "We're going to die, and if we live surely I'll be all excited about having a future with her" moment. The sicktwisted Spuffy wouldn't have happened, or at least wouldn't have happened this *way*, with Buffy feeling cold and dead and using Spike, and him desperate to keep her so he reinforces it... yadda yadda

I *like* Dawn, but I'd be willing to sacrifice her for no fucked-up Scoobies as they are now. And Dawn *could* come about as part of another plotline.


2002-05-17 09:59 am (UTC) (Link)

What's your funniest story? As in something that happened to you, not something you've written.


2002-05-17 03:37 pm (UTC) (Link)

I went to England for the 2nd semester of my Junior year of college. While there, I discovered hard cider. Coming back, I thought it would be a good idea to bring some back to celebrate my 21st birthday with -- I was perfectly of age in the UK, and only a month away from being of age in the states.

So. I packed one 2 liter of Woodpecker (Because I hadn't yet discovered non-plonk brands. Shut up.) into my large carry-on bag, along with two glass bottles of ale that I was bringing home as a souvenir for my uncle. Bringing the total up to the limit for declarable alcohol that wouldn't be taxed on entry.

I *also* packed another 2 liter of cider in my suitcase. With the label stripped off. And replaced with the label from a 2 liter of apple flavoured soda. Glued neatly in place, and looking rather spiffy. Guaranteed to make a kid who'd never even *had* more than a sip of alcohol before the least few months, paranoid about getting caught, and about it imploding under lack of pressure...

I got to Heathrow and was boarding the plane when the stewardess from British Airways says that my carry-on is too large. I replied that it wasn't too large when I brought it *over*, also on BA, but there was no arguing; they were going to have to put it below, with the suitcases. They assured me it would be tagged and safe, and I didn't need to freak.

Oh well. Fine. Not like there was anything in my carry-on I desperately needed during the flight. Pulled out my Walkman and book, and proceeded to be vaguely nauseated and worried about getting caught for smuggling the "apple soda" in my suitcase, for 7 hours.

We landed at O'Hare. I located my suitcase and tried to look as un-shify-eyed as possible, while scouting around for my carry-on, that had the declarable alcohol in it. And scouted. And scouted. And waited until the baggage carousel had been around three times for three different planes. Nothing. Freaking... Went to the BA desk -- they had no idea where it is, but I should just relax, because it was probably on the next flight. If it wasn't, though, they could take my name and address and call me to come claim it when it got in...

Um, no. Because it had items to declare in it, because it had my photos in it, all of them, and because it had my teddy bear in it. Sorry, not leaving the bear, lady.

Waited around, while my uncle who was coming to pick me up was asking "Okay, *now* are you ready...?"

It came in on the next flight.

The bottle in the carry-on -- the *labeled*, fully legal, declarable bottle, had exploded. Sprung a leak, rather. All over my photos.

The illegal, falsely labeled bottle in my suitcase was perfectly fine, and was what I ended up toasting my 21st birthday with.

Only funny because the photos were mostly in lastic sleeves, and the ones that weren't turned out to be salvageable. Not funny then. Funny now.

Moral: Amy should never become a smuggler.


2002-05-17 05:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

[snicker] So what about those drugs you promised me?


2002-05-17 02:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

what does the paranoid part of your brain [assuming you have one, but you do appear to be human, therefor .. shutting up now] worry about people thinking about you?

cake or death?


2002-05-17 03:21 pm (UTC) (Link)


Random strangers: that I'm somehow less interesting or worthy of getting to know bcause I'm overweight.

People I know: that I'm a selfish bitch. (This is possily accurate, which is a good reason to be paranoid.)


2002-05-17 02:59 pm (UTC) (Link)

How much time do you spend writing (non-work related, if that applies) over the course of a week, and how much of it is actually worthy of posting somewhere?


2002-05-17 03:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

Ahem. Bwhahahaha.

Solo? It varies. I appear to be a dry well these last few weeks, aside from essayish stuff. I've been doing graphic and html things, and avoiding solo writing like the plague.

Co-writing? Am online co-writing in some way at least 5 nights a week, usually, including mostof the weekend. And after editing, almost all of that is worth posting. Very rarely have we ever scrapped something, and that's usually been because it's been terribly jossed, or because after finishingit, the story just didn't seem necessary. (There was a DP story like that, of Cordy, Willow and Tara chatting in IRC. I think it may be lost to posterity now, since both James and I have had computer meltdowns since we wrote it.)



2002-05-17 03:28 pm (UTC) (Link)

ACK!! Missing DP?! Say it ain't so.

Cool. I'm counting the two small children climbing on me as excuses for not writing as much as I want. :P

Hey, it's a long weekend here, maybe by Monday I can get both of my current ventures up... (wishful thinking)


2002-05-17 04:02 pm (UTC) (Link)

Chained up Angel watching Spike do Xander or Chained up Angel watching Xander do Spike?

Or would rather have all three licking Doyle?


2002-05-20 09:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

Angel watching Xander do Spike. All that "Mine" stuff, coming to the fore, and Xander going "Uh-uh. Not anymore."