Big stop just to renew your license to companion. Can I use companion as a verb?

Wash ,'Ariel'


Firefly 4: Also, we can kill you with our brains  

Discussion of the Mutant Enemy series, Firefly, the ensuing movie Serenity, and other projects in that universe. Like the other show threads, anything broadcast in the US is fine; spoilers are verboten and will be deleted if found.


P.M. Marc - Oct 20, 2005 1:15:17 pm PDT #6682 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

does HP fandom maintain that they are the best novels ever written with a straight face?

Some of them, yes. But they're not a shining example of sanity.


Gris - Oct 20, 2005 1:15:49 pm PDT #6683 of 10001
Hey. New board.

ita is not a boy

This is true. There were pictures once. I saw them.


Steph L. - Oct 20, 2005 1:16:32 pm PDT #6684 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

So I should stop calling shrift "shrift"?

Dude, Shrift IS Shrift. And meara is meara.

Oddly, though, I am Teppy.


§ ita § - Oct 20, 2005 1:16:48 pm PDT #6685 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

PMM, you made me do my periodic review of fandom_wank, dammit. And because of how I'd been posting in leadensky's journal (just replying to comment notices in my inbox) I hadn't noticed it had gotten wanky, nor been posted up there. Icky. I gotta remember not to go back to the discussion.


amych - Oct 20, 2005 1:17:43 pm PDT #6686 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

the fact people are pulling apart the alledged strangeness/wankyness/etc of an overly long sentence is no less strange/wanky/etc.

have you met us?


Gris - Oct 20, 2005 1:17:44 pm PDT #6687 of 10001
Hey. New board.

Loyality in fandom does urk me a bit, but the fact people are pulling apart the alledged strangeness/wankyness/etc of an overly long sentence is no less strange/wanky/etc.

I like to think of Buffistas as fandom fans. We're sometimes (or always?) part of it, we're often scared by it, occasionally we swear it off completely, but we can't stop staring at the train wreck that fandom can be whenever it rears its ugly head.

Then again, maybe I just need to get more sleep.


tommyrot - Oct 20, 2005 1:19:48 pm PDT #6688 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

but we can't stop staring at the train wreck that fandom can be whenever it rears its ugly head.

If trains wouldn't rear their heads then they wouldn't get wrecked so much.

Then again, maybe I just need to get more sleep.

Um... me too.


Kevin - Oct 20, 2005 1:20:26 pm PDT #6689 of 10001
Never fall in love with somebody you actually love.

Well, I view every single person here (including myself) as part of that fandom. Of course, people here can generally spell, however.


brenda m - Oct 20, 2005 1:21:04 pm PDT #6690 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

two, assuming that noting relevant details to properly evaluate the movie can *only* be done by "loyal browncoats"

To be fair, I think it's saying that this *will* only be done by them, not that it *can* only. But I'm pretty much with you on the rest of it. It doesn't really annoy so much as make me cringe a little, though.


shrift - Oct 20, 2005 1:22:38 pm PDT #6691 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

So I should stop calling shrift "shrift"?

That would be odd. Although if you want to square quote me all next weekend, I'll laugh.

Shrift's real name is shrift, and I don't care what her driver's license says.

It says I'm F and 5'4" and have brown eyes that need corrective lenses. All true!

That statement isn't pretentious, I think, it's just fandomly.

Making excessive claims of value isn't unusual to fandom. Or anywhere else, really. I've certainly done it myself. Sometimes it rubs me wrong, like a fannish call to arms that sounds like poetry I wrote when I was 15 and convinced nobody understood my secret pain.

Yeah, like that.