Rio in Natter:
Cohabitation = booty on tap.
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Rio in Natter:
Cohabitation = booty on tap.
From Buffy 1 - no spoilers (from a non-new episode convo about siring and such)
Madrigal...
Hmm. Maybe the reason that we haven't seen very many sires by the Goresome Foursome is that the bloodlines do dilute with each step. So among the hoity-toity undead, it's unseemly to sire more than a few people in order to keep the bloodline strong.
then Vortex...
yeah, Darla talked about this on Angel when she was trying to get revamped.
Madrigal again,
So when she tried to get the Shempire to sire her, she must have been insanely desperate. Maybe W&H hired Dru just to make sure that Darla didn't end up a member of the Order of Dwayne or the like.
then finally - Steph L.
Man, with my luck, I would SO end up in the Order of Dwayne.
edited to correct context
Thanks, Jess!
Cindy, that was in Buffy
Tom Scola's tagline, which just made me laugh and laugh:
"I" "am" "not" "ironic"
FayJay, in Bitches
Hi there, good people! I'm FayJay! You may recall me from previous posts, such as "pornpornpornknobspornpornvampirespornpornknobsporn", "Whoops, there go my knickers" and "But I just want to be Canadian", but the exigencies of Real Life and my inability to keep up with the whistlestop pace of this thread have made me an unfamiliar virtual face here Chez Bitchez. Um. But, as I was saying, Good evening one and all.
Rio in Natter:
Hey! She's quoting me. I think I deserve a footnote.
Emily -
Emily's Helpful Notes for Writers, #583:
Lathe? Lave? Two different words. You cannot "lathe" someone's skin. It's a noun. And even if you could? They would not have sex with you afterward.
Betsy Hanes Perry - And laving somebody's skin has inappropriate church resonances anyway, at least for those of us in Catholic-derived churches. I mean, I keep expecting there to be silver laver, and a heck of a lot of linen to launder.
Ms. Havisham - Well, you could lathe them down to an amusingly-shaped toy...
Madrigal Costello - Oh, see I was trying to think of what body part one could use for the lathing. I mean, there's one obvious one, but the spinning would tricky unless they were on a merry-go-round or sturdy lazy-susan.
Betsy Hanes Perry - I mean, I hear "his tongue laved her breast" and it's like hearing "her fear transubstantiated into desire".
FayJay, on the appeal of Stargate:
Teal'c is mine, I tell you, all mine. He just needs a nice English girl with a burning passion for apostrophes, a fascination with Ancient Egypt and a hardon for strapping, earnest & honourable chaps with broad shoulders and permanent sparkly eyeshadow.
Jen:
There really needs to be a musical genre called "apocalypso". Beautiful, lilting rhythms describing the end times--who wouldn't be hooked?
(PS. "Apocalypsi" is so wrong)
in Due South, somewhat in reference to Stargate:
SA: Now I have to become a large, buff black man who wears eyeshadow.
FayJay: Yes. Because then I would never ever stop licking you. Ever.