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18 August 2003 @ 11:04 am
Can I just get a little something off my chest?  
*stares down* No, not these... something else. And don't be mad, but feel free to debate me.

I don't think there is a word for how much I dislike Dylan/The Thin Man. Or D/A, as it seems to be getting called these days. *gags* And, before I get too far into my bitching, let me just say that I hate the name 'Anthony' for the Thin Man... mostly because Saint Anthony wasn't specifically a "healer of the mute." He was a healer. Period. A doctor. The real patron saint of the mute is Saint Drogo, who is also a patron saint of hermits, and lived in a cave for some forty-odd years. But that's not an attractive name to give to a potential love interest, is it? I think I'm just spoiled because of all the good, meaningful names that seem to be sprouting from the Nightspore-DrWorm obsessive brainmobile. The Loner, Del Layne, Gabriel, Veshengo, Moriarty, Lazarovitch Vatrashi... they're all so much more interesting... and meaningful. *stabs hack CA writers*

Anyway, Dylan/The Thin Man. Hate. It's so... I dunno... a stroke to Drew Barrymore's ego. Like, in the first one... she bags Eric Knox. Then it turns out she's had Seamus, as well... then the Thin Man pops out of nowhere and it's all smoochy-smoochy. Whereas Natalie and Alex remain fairly stable in their boyfriends, Dylan bops all over the place.

All right, so it's true... I'm not a Drew Barrymore fan. At all. She bugs me and I don't know why. But... arrgh, that kiss was so unromantic (and it ends with him being stabbed, for chrissake) and so weird... how people have taken that moment and been able to make these cozy, little domestic scenes for the two of them is just beyond me. (Would it be tasteless of me to want to write some really nastily abusive Dylan/TM fic? Or has it been done?)

Then again, I'm the one addicted to Eric Knox/The Thin Man based on an assumed professional relationship and about five minutes of screen time where they were in the same room... the only thing Knox says to him is "Come on, let's go" or something similar. :D Maybe I don't have any room to talk, but I do anyway.

Stupid noncanon OTPs. Stupid hetsex. I'd like to see some Natalie/Madison too. Where's all the promised lesbian porn?
 
 
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mistiec on August 18th, 2003 02:30 pm (UTC)

LOL - I may be an avid fan of Dylan/Thin Man, but mostly for the twisted shit connotation of it. It really does bug me when people take that an try to make it a healthy relationship - cause dude - it's SO NOT.

Anyway, Dylan/The Thin Man. Hate. It's so... I dunno... a stroke to Drew Barrymore's ego. Like, in the first one... she bags Eric Knox. Then it turns out she's had Seamus, as well... then the Thin Man pops out of nowhere and it's all smoochy-smoochy. Whereas Natalie and Alex remain fairly stable in their boyfriends, Dylan bops all over the place.

I love Drew as much as you hate her, but I think it is very safe to say that girl just made Dylan her own personal Mary Sue. It's like she paid 80 million for her own personal fanfic - which - hell I would so totally do if I had the money, but doesn't make sense writing wise. I still do not understand what happened to make that kiss happened on Thin Man side...

Charlie's Angels - Who needs plot when you got ass? ;-)

But... arrgh, that kiss was so unromantic (and it ends with him being stabbed, for chrissake) and so weird... how people have taken that moment and been able to make these cozy, little domestic scenes for the two of them is just beyond me. (Would it be tasteless of me to want to write some really nastily abusive Dylan/TM fic? Or has it been done?)

It's been done. Scarr C wrote a nicely twisted story, and we've had numerous discussions of how the ship is just NOT a happy fluffy ship. IT's twisted and dirty,and they'll never be wearing wedding rings, and going to barbeques. *grabs noose to hang herself with* Oh well - with any ship cometh the lemmings. You just gotta wait until they all throw themselves over the cliff, and the rest of us can watch. ;-)

Then again, I'm the one addicted to Eric Knox/The Thin Man based on an assumed professional relationship and about five minutes of screen time where they were in the same room... the only thing Knox says to him is "Come on, let's go" or something similar. :D Maybe I don't have any room to talk, but I do anyway.

Thanks to you and ghostgecko, I'm starting to see the loverliness of that ship myself. ;-)

Stupid noncanon OTPs. Stupid hetsex. I'd like to see some Natalie/Madison too. Where's all the promised lesbian porn? I dunno - but can you hook me up with some Dylan/Natalie while you're at it?

I must read more of your fic, dude. It's freaking awesome.

*runs back to the Dylan/Thin Man side of the verse*
DrWorm: benevolencedrworm on August 18th, 2003 06:02 pm (UTC)
Oh ho... you is cool. I'm glad that you didn't rip me to shreds, as I was mildly worried about today at work (well... five minutes of thinking "Gee, how can I justify my rather doped up opinions when... hey a squirrel!" I'm not sure whether that counts as worrying). I suppose I've been traumatized by the Harry Potter fandom or some other thing where breaking up an OTP results in mass hysteria. Aaaaaaaaaaaanyway...

It really does bug me when people take that an try to make it a healthy relationship - cause dude - it's SO NOT.

Nope, no way. And if I didn't want to strangle Drew Barrymore, I'd probably like it... mmm, fucked up heterosexual anti-relationshipsssssssssss. Ha, the only het pair I drool over is Lolita/Humbert, and can't we just see the dynamic in that?

I love Drew as much as you hate her, but I think it is very safe to say that girl just made Dylan her own personal Mary Sue.

Thank you. I love you, and I barely know you.

I still do not understand what happened to make that kiss happened on Thin Man side...

Yeah, since for a second there it was all "Thin Man SMASH" and then it became... "Let me clean out your tonsils for you." Drew is pretty and all, but I'm not sure she's attractive enough to induce transformation back to Bruce Banner. As if the Thin Man ever was vaguely Bruce Banner-ish. Never mind.

Who needs plot when you got ass?

Haha, well spoken.

It's been done.

Thank god, seeing as I'll sure as hell never get around to it. Maybe. NO! BAD BRAIN! PUT THE BUNNY DOWN!

Thanks to you and ghostgecko, I'm starting to see the loverliness of that ship myself.

I knew we were good for something besides... um... mistaking fake alligators for real ones.

but can you hook me up with some Dylan/Natalie while you're at it?

>___> No. Maybe. I don't know. IDEAS would be nice, but they are inconveniently spaced far, far apart and tend to be maddeningly complex. Fuckaduck.
mistiec on August 18th, 2003 11:07 pm (UTC)
You should be careful, dude - you keep being this cool and I'll friend the crap outta you.

Oh ho... you is cool. I'm glad that you didn't rip me to shreds, as I was mildly worried about today at work (well... five minutes of thinking "Gee, how can I justify my rather doped up opinions when... hey a squirrel!"

LOL. Dude, flaming is so damned stupid. It's like - different opinons - that's a COOL THING. I dont' get people that are like closeminded and stuff. It's just dumb.

I just realized I came out sounded a drunk ass surfer up there. *shrugs*

It's all about the Creepy Thin Love, baby.

Thank you. I love you, and I barely know you.
Awww. I already love you. Cause ghostgecko loves you to pieces - and I adore the man. He must have taste, after all. ;-)

Thank god, seeing as I'll sure as hell never get around to it. Maybe. NO! BAD BRAIN! PUT THE BUNNY DOWN!
Awwwwww. But it's such a niiiiiiiiiiice bunny. *pets bunny*

I knew we were good for something besides... um... mistaking fake alligators for real ones.

I'm sure there's a story there. Just not sure I wanna hear it. ;-)

No. Maybe. I don't know. IDEAS would be nice, but they are inconveniently spaced far, far apart and tend to be maddeningly complex. Fuckaduck.


You do that and I'll do ThinMan/Knox. ;-) Think about it.
DrWorm: benevolencedrworm on August 19th, 2003 07:49 am (UTC)
You should be careful, dude - you keep being this cool and I'll friend the crap outta you.

I am not afraid. Because, oh man... FISHFISH! *does the dance* "C'mon and get in my house... ladies. C'mon and get in my house GIRLSGIRLS!" :D I used to annoy the shit out of everyone with that. Then there was the time when I danced around with two giant stuffed catfish under my arms singing "FISHFISH!" at the top of my lungs. In other words... Strong Bad icon = awesomesupahcool and you cannot make me stop being cool now, no way nuhuh.

I just realized I came out sounded a drunk ass surfer up there.

Seeing as that's about how I sound normally, I'm impressed that you only manage to do it every once in awhile.

Cause ghostgecko loves you to pieces - and I adore the man. He must have taste, after all.

I cannot fault his tastes, seeing as they seem to result in me getting pretty presents. *pets Nightspore!art* Mmmmm, selfish of me...

*pets bunny*

*reaches around and breaks bunny's neck* Whoops...

I'm sure there's a story there. Just not sure I wanna hear it.

Yeah, it does make us look kind of bad. Even though I think we were 5-1 that day... winning the stupidity race, of course.

You do that and I'll do ThinMan/Knox. ;-) Think about it.

Oh, bribery! Blackmail! Biatch. >__> Well... *pokes her brain* C'mon you useless lump of tissue... start connecting random thoughts into a story...

"Natalie likes daffodils. And Dylan buys them for her in spades, even though she likes tiger lilies more and privately thinks that daffodils make the house smell too fresh to possibly be lived in."
mistiec on August 20th, 2003 07:17 am (UTC)

I am not afraid.

You will be. *nods sagely* Yes, you will be.

Because, oh man... FISHFISH! *does the dance* "C'mon and get in my house... ladies. C'mon and get in my house GIRLSGIRLS!" :D I used to annoy the shit out of everyone with that. Then there was the time when I danced around with two giant stuffed catfish under my arms singing "FISHFISH!" at the top of my lungs. In other words... Strong Bad icon = awesomesupahcool and you cannot make me stop being cool now, no way nuhuh.

LOL. Stiny! Get me a danish!

Put on a purple thing and dance around!

I cannot fault his tastes, seeing as they seem to result in me getting pretty presents. *pets Nightspore!art* Mmmmm, selfish of me...

Yeah. I saw the bunny thing you did for him. Remind me never to give you a bunny.

*pets bunny*

*reaches around and breaks bunny's neck* Whoops...


Er... nevermind.

Oh, bribery! Blackmail! Biatch. >__> Well... *pokes her brain* C'mon you useless lump of tissue... start connecting random thoughts into a story...

"Natalie likes daffodils. And Dylan buys them for her in spades, even though she likes tiger lilies more and privately thinks that daffodils make the house smell too fresh to possibly be lived in."


OOOH! Is that a start? Please tell me that's a start!
DrWorm: benevolencedrworm on August 20th, 2003 10:56 am (UTC)
"Strong Bad... Batman... what are you guys doing in my house?"

And I even drew a guy at work as Homestar Runner. :D It really sucked, but I liked it. And he bought it for ten dollars, even though it should have sold for fifteen. It was the beginning of the season, I was lenient, and it was the freakin' coolest dorky drawing ever. Hahahaha. I want to do something fun like that again.

Yeah. I saw the bunny thing you did for him. Remind me never to give you a bunny.

Arrr, you saw that thing? >__o Oh, well. Yes, we feed each other's obsessions rather nicely.

Er... nevermind.

That's misleading. I actually like small, furry mammals. It's birds and fish that I hate. Ask anyone. A coworker saw a chipmunk haul off and maul a sparrow and she positively couldn't wait to tell me of the news of how my tiny army has been working independently. And I've been witholding their sunflower seeds! How loyal is that?

OOOH! Is that a start? Please tell me that's a start!

I dunno. It was a random thought I had in the shower. Ummmm... *continues*

"Dylan prefers things to smell spicy or musky or slightly mysterious. That began her obsession with patchouli, which led to a brief fling with marijuana and, later, various scents of incense. Now that she has grown up--or, at least, is supposed to have grown up--she tends to gravitate toward semi-expensive scented candles and tiger lilies. But Natalie likes daffodils and daisies and Pine Sol lemon scented cleaners. So Dylan has made a few sacrifices.

While Dylan sacrifices silently, Natalie shares openly. In fact, Natalie shares pretty much everything: from her car, to her bed, to her toothbrush, to her cup of orange juice, to the dream she had the night before. Natalie told Dylan once, off-handedly, that she had watched Sesame Street religiously as a child. Dylan believes it. In fact, Dylan sometimes thinks that Natalie could double for Big Bird and no one would be the wiser."

I'll end up writing the whole thing right here, even though I have no idea where it's going...
mistiec on August 20th, 2003 04:15 pm (UTC)

I adore you. Absolutely, positively, and just entirely.

Uh... yeah.

I just do.

*reads snippet again*

*sigh*

Would it be obtrusive if I asked for a leetle more?
ghostgecko on August 18th, 2003 08:15 pm (UTC)
Hey, that was a very realistic alligator . . . sure, it was wearing a bright orange bow tie, but it could have been a sartorially challenged alligator.
Anyway, can you really see the Thin Man with *any* of the girls?
*goes off once again to draw naughty Thin Man pictures in lieu of making a useful contribution to human society*
DrWorm: lovedrworm on August 19th, 2003 06:45 am (UTC)
See, I thought it was a bright orange neck flotation device... because, y'know. It hadn't learned how to swim yet.

And I can see the Thin Man engaging in violent, bloody, breathless battle with Madison... followed by violent, bloody, breathless sex. Of course. Sticky too. Oooh, chills. >_> *Now wants to see this for no good reason*

(And, trust me... that is more of a contribution than most people make in a lifetime.)
Pete: If I really can't let something go...glorybox on August 20th, 2003 11:16 pm (UTC)
This is late (a usual, so feel free to smack the living hell out of me) but this sentence caught my attention:

"Would it be tasteless of me to want to write some really nastily abusive Dylan/TM fic? Or has it been done?"

Hasn't been done yet--I'm currently writing one out by hand. It seems as though whenever I start something on the HAL unit, it dies within a few days. If you'd like, I'll notify you when (read: if) I get it finished.

Oh, and the Dylan/TM shippers make me want to repeatedly jam my thumbnails in my orbital sockets until said eyeballs become optic soup.
DrWorm: grrdrworm on August 21st, 2003 11:06 am (UTC)
If you'd like, I'll notify you when (read: if) I get it finished.

Yes, please do. :D I mean, when I'm talking "nastily abusive," I don't just mean angsty. I mean, like, hair-ripping out all over the place and scratching and hissing like wild cats and that angry-face he has as he pulls her away from the edge of the building... right before THE KISS. Hehehe.

What would be really fun is totally switching around the expected roles and allowing Dylan to do the abusing. "Tomcat in the sack" that she is. I have a wicked urge to let her chew the hell out of the back of his neck.

But this may be my obsessive need for Thin Man torture. Mrrrrrrrrrow.

Oh, and the Dylan/TM shippers make me want to repeatedly jam my thumbnails in my orbital sockets until said eyeballs become optic soup.

It's the romantic, domestic, disgustingly normal D/TM shippers I don't like... the ones who seem to expect Dylan and "Anthony" to move in together the way Natalie and Pete do. Or something.

I still say his name should be Drogo. "Probably lives in a cave somewhere." Fantastico.
Pete: Could Beaver make that up?glorybox on August 26th, 2003 10:52 pm (UTC)
I mean, when I'm talking "nastily abusive," I don't just mean angsty. I mean, like, hair-ripping out all over the place and scratching and hissing like wild cats and that angry-face he has as he pulls her away from the edge of the building... right before THE KISS. Hehehe.

Woman, you've read my mind. If you'd like to see a bit of what I'm capable of, abuse-and-torture-wise, I'll send you a deadish "Spider-Man" prequelish fic that I wrote at the beginning of this year. Believe me, it doesn't sound as crappy as that description made it out to be. ...or it could be and I just don't know it yet.

It's the romantic, domestic, disgustingly normal D/TM shippers I don't like... the ones who seem to expect Dylan and "Anthony" to move in together the way Natalie and Pete do.

I hear that. I mean, it doesn't make any sense. Sure! most written fics don't make much sense, but the sugar-satiny D/TM shippers have the sense of head-injured kittens with mange. Jesus Christ-bananas.

I still say his name should be Drogo. "Probably lives in a cave somewhere." Fantastico.

Thanks to you, Gabriel is stuck into my head for eternity (not that I complain). A friend of mine suggested James, which isn't too bad at all. Drogo reminds me of this large lizard that bit me and wouldn't let go of the tissue between my index and middle finger of my right hand when I was six...it fits, man, it really does.