I Don't Like Mondays

Insanity Became of Me (04)

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Tue, 22 Jan 2008 03:31:26 GMT

Bored into filling out:

How long have you been roleplaying ~~for~~? (Don't end your sentences with a preposition! Bastard) ... god, 7 years now? On AIM, 3 on message-board-based systems, 2 on LJ.

Are you interested in celeb, pb or fandom? Fandom, mostly (AU more than OK! Lemme know of any zany non-canon ideas, for my fandom pups, and more than likely I'll agree). I can do PB, if properly motivated, RPF/RPS scares me. Plzno.

Do you prefer to scene via aim or thread? Preferably thread, but I can do AIM as well.

What's your writing style? Storybook, I'll match what is given to me with each scene. Dialogue-only threads also acceptable.

Do you do adult scenes? Yes. Dark SLs, smut, and more. Feel free to ask, very little (besides RPS?) actually squicks me.

Do you prefer gen, straight, slash...? Any or all of the above. Developing storylines welcome, as well as established relationship-sorts of play. Slash/femmeslash more than welcome... GLBT pups FTW.

Who do you play?

Fandoms:

Bones: Temperance Brennan*
BtVS: Willow*, Xander*
Doctor Who: Fourth Doctor, Ninth Doctor*, Tenth Doctor, Romanadvoratrelundar (II, usually), Jack Harkness
Firefly: River Tam, Mal*
House, MD: House, Wilson, Cuddy**, Chase (Rusty, but willing), Cameron**
Sandman:
Scrubs: John 'JD' Dorian, Perry Cox*, Jordan Sullivan*
Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, Radek Zelenka**
Stargate, SG-1: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Teal'c*
Torchwood: Jack Harkness

*: I've never played, but based on my knowledge of the fandom and type of character I see them as, I'm willing to try.
**: Same as above, although I have a feeling that my take on the character isn't quite canon. Sue me.

PBs
Dependant on the storyline; You're unlikely to find me playing any pop-princesses or punk-rock-band guys, but if they fit the purpose/character, I might go with it. Feel free to ask.

Examples
House&Thirteen Log (UTR), House/Terry (Example of slash-smut- UTR), House-Torture (example of dark writing and a posted AIM log; first paragraph's mine, then every-other after that- UTR).

Delirium and Death (UTR), Delirium and Desire(UTR), Delirium and Famine(UTR).

Other examples available on request; these two are my loudest characters, so most of my examples are of them. Sorry for that.

This comes on the eve of a rough choice: I'm officially backing out of a few games, to be announced in their respective OOCs. Mainly, if I haven't actively posted in your game in the past two weeks or so? I'm likely gone, unless I find a good reason to stay. I hate holding onto pups I know I'm never going to play.

Pups in Danger
prideviewrandom
Jack Harkness
James Wilson
Delirium

worldinherhands
Greg House
Delirium
Jack Harkness

Games I'm Dropping
Otherways on LJ
Hearts and Minds on LJ (I'm officially cutting ties on LJ, possibly looking for other homes for certain pups there)

If anyone has any objections, I'm looking for plottage with those games! If I can't come up with anything in the next couple days, I'm afraid I'll have to drop.

AND, to round out my State of the RP post: please to be checking out badmds, heartandmindooc, and syncraticsd! New games, all fandom based, all just starting! Looking for new players, etc, etc!

And... that's it.

♥

Talk to Me Like Lovers Do (03)

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Sun, 20 Jan 2008 06:25:48 GMT

So. Of course, once again my ADD attacks.

'Oh, I'll just run upstairs to get out of these ass-hugging jeans and into some sweatpants so I can get more comfortable'. Right.

Here we are, about five hours later, and I am just now realizing I actually slept.

At 8:30.

This is almost historic, people. It will probably never happen again XD

Needless to say, I'm still in that excellent half-awake state, so all tagging and the like is waiting until tomorrow morning.

Apologies for anyone who was waiting on something. I might actually be up long enough tomorrow to plot something out! XD

♥

I Milked it Myself! (02)

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Thu, 17 Jan 2008 03:02:53 GMT

So. drsnarkfest is what accomplishment looks like. And it only took me 3 hours. Hahaha.

Okay, now, I get back to tags. For real.

Tomorrow's effort? Make new little pictures to cover that crazy-ass face-thing. But I'm content in it, for now.

Neil's New Album Rocks! (01)

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Wed, 16 Jan 2008 14:07:15 GMT

(So, I've decided, since there are completely randomized and usually amusing-as-hell quotes in that 'Tweak Says' thing atop this page, those are going to function as my post names. Because it makes my life easier, when I don't feel like thinking of one. </useless>)

Did you know that the name '48 hour flu' is a complete misnomer? It has definately been *pauses to actually count* sixty (60) hours. And still, food is the enemy. So, for now I wrap up in my pajamas, and wait for this series of stomach cramps to go away, so I can write the other paper I have due this week (the other was finished last night, at approximately 2:04 am. During- guess what- another of my stomach's renditions of Chewbacca impressions. Ponder that one.)

Ah, MXC. Next time this show's on, listen very closely- I think the voice-overs are the robots from MST3K.

This post has no true educational or informational value; although it could be high in carbs. If... the internet has carbs.

And it's thoughts like that, that let me know I need to stop typing, take more meds, and go back to sleep.

♥

House Personal Storylines

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Mon, 14 Jan 2008 04:37:11 GMT

So. I'm apparently in the market for new and exciting ways to torture and/or pimp out everyone's favorite misanthropic bastard. And this'll be the post where I try and keep track of the storylines he's in, that aren't game based.

House/13 with sadist
Scene 1: F-Locked @ sadist

drsnarkfest@insanejournal.com — Sun, 06 Jan 2008 04:31:35 GMT

Who: House and Ray, Girls possible later
What: Post Physio Grumbles
When: Jan 5, 2008
Why: We're bored. And the comms are all closed.

The car ride back from Greg's third day of physical therapy was silent- that last fall made Greg less than sociable, and after a loud few minutes of getting Greg back into his wheelchair, they'd left a half hour early for fear of someone- probably not Greg- getting hurt worse than they were already.

Arms crossed, eyes trying to bore a hole in the dash, Greg waited petulantly for Ray to get out and set up his wheelchair, not strong enough on the passive prosthetic they'd given him to lean and set it up. He just wanted to make it to the hot tub, and to his pill. Everything else was just an annoyance, by this point.