In which I am heartless. Finally.

[toomuchplor]

Wow, this is actually my first big flist-related wank, and I've been around for like 3 years now! Bravo to the brave few, y'all. That shit pinged my weird-o-meter *instantly* and I'm glad you guys had the cajones to go all sleuth-y and figure things out.

(I really don't think of myself as a cynical person, but I do pride myself on having a bullshit detector that's, like, factory-installed, and precious little patience for bullshit. And I figure this is like a rite of passage for me as a fannish person because I think I've passed the mystical stage of starry sweet politeness to one and all. Not that I'm going to embrace universal rudeness and cruelty -- just that I'm done with the pretense of being lovable and darling 100% of the time. I'm not really that nice. Shocking, isn't it? Heh.)

(And now I'm totally wondering who on my flist actually thinks of me as a nice person. Maybe the act hasn't been that convincing after all! *g* Hrm, how about a poll?:

[Poll #879562])

Also in the land of Random Pointlessness, a meme taken from yin_again:

Copy a line from any of my fics, post it in the comments section, and I have to guess which fic it's from.

I promise I won't cheat. Fic is (mostly) here or on this lj.

Comments

[toomuchplor.livejournal.com]

You know, I have NO CLUE. I have this feeling that the sentence before is something to the effect of "He just -- stops." But I can't place it!

You don't know how tempting it is to just hit my Mac's spotlight and type in that sentence.

Okay, I give! What is it?

[hey-miss-missy.livejournal.com]

Lex is pacing, and Clark hears him gather a breath, preparing for another round of invective. Then he stops. Stops walking, stops talking.

Aw, it's from Hyperextension. It's a sweet story. *g*