Apr. 15th, 2005

narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (Hmm)
Episode 22 in particular, though seeing as that particular plot detail is the linchpin upon which some rather major occurrences hang on I don’t think I’ll be changing it any time soon. It is interesting to see how that particular point plays out though because it might never actually reach its inevitable conclusion in my writing.
At least, I presume it won’t.
And my ‘Gankutsuou’ as much as he is, though comically enough already holding the title of Count, is not as yet defeated. Nor is he likely to ever be at this rate. And as for my ‘Mercédès’, well, she is rather a little too canny.
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (opinion)
One big honking spoiler )
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (smug)
Drugs and genitals all in one conversation, oh my! )
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (smug)
I have a friend who’s scared of crumpets. Seriously freaked out by them. He gets worried that crumpet-like holes will open up on his hands.
And this was before he started on the drugs.

And on another drug-related note...
From another friend: "Charlie makes you arrogant. That’s why rich people take it."
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (opinion)
Why has sadistic Iisou fic turned into Iisou/Hazel romance? Why does Konzen have Homura? Where are, as yet, unmentioned members of the cast? Where in fact, are the frequently mentioned ones? And why is Iisou pushing drunks into the Cam?

If I could answer any of these questions I might actually be able to write some more. Alas, the answers do not appear to be at the bottom of my mug of tea.
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (WTF)
I’m not going to warn because it’d spoil the effect but yeah...

Fux0red drabble the second )
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (smug)
If you add Tango to your vile scotch and it still tastes absolutely vile then you really should be buying better scotch.

I refuse to touch the Norwegian vodka though. It’s 50% proof and I don’t want to waste it.
Honey, if I send you this disk of bad p0rn will you bring me more vodka?

And Louis used to bring me such good scotch. Why ever did I stop talking to him? Oh, wait; it was the whole ‘jealous of other men, why don’t we fuck’ thing wasn’t it.
narcasse: Sebastian Flyte.  Brideshead Revisited (2008) (Default)
Fucking with the other Germanic schoolboy of choice. Nihilistic maybe.

Fux0red drabble the third )


Have some lyrics too...

"it never happened
it never will
it's not a memory
there's no way to prove this isn't real"


- Moist "Morphine"