In other news, while looking through summaries at the metslash archive, my thought process went like this: "Hm. Hm. Ew, who wrote this crap? Oh, that was me."
Haha, well, I was reading your stuff too, and then I thought. Hey, actually, that's the same kind of stuff I was writing 13 years ago. Starring: Krimson Rockets, with the elusive CEO Dr. Krimson. Mestdagh Airlines, with the elusive CEO Mr. Mestdagh. Mr. Vuylsteke, CEO of Vuylsteke sewer vents, Mr. Dequidt, the local drunk. Mr. Coopman, of Coopman short circuits (try translating back to dutch, some will make a lot more sense). Mrs. Matyn, The local hooker at the service of everybody else...
It's called teacher slash I think, although I didn't know back then there was a name for it, until now. It used to come with a lot of cartoons too. Dr. Krimson's base of operations was our school (technical school, there wasn't much stuff to be found that *couldn't* be used to launch rockets). Mestdagh Airlines was based in Ethiopia (figure extremely lean free pilots, damn, was I always that evil ?)
Anyway, the world never blew up because there was always something that should go wrong with a cast like that. Vuylsteke always provided a back door entry into each others bases. Matyn always ended up bare bottom on the control panel, or they went away somewhere in private and left Dequidt at the controls. If nothing else helped, Coopman could get any base powered down in no time.
Oh yeah, and Krimson rides on top of his rockets, never inside of them. (Nobody ever figured out how he lands safely but yeah, I was 15 dammit).
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I don't understand where this new lust is coming froooom!
*flails*
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I'm so ashamed.
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It's called teacher slash I think, although I didn't know back then there was a name for it, until now. It used to come with a lot of cartoons too. Dr. Krimson's base of operations was our school (technical school, there wasn't much stuff to be found that *couldn't* be used to launch rockets). Mestdagh Airlines was based in Ethiopia (figure extremely lean free pilots, damn, was I always that evil ?)
Anyway, the world never blew up because there was always something that should go wrong with a cast like that. Vuylsteke always provided a back door entry into each others bases. Matyn always ended up bare bottom on the control panel, or they went away somewhere in private and left Dequidt at the controls. If nothing else helped, Coopman could get any base powered down in no time.
Oh yeah, and Krimson rides on top of his rockets, never inside of them. (Nobody ever figured out how he lands safely but yeah, I was 15 dammit).
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Jason: "Kirk's been teaching me yoga."
Lars: "Ooooh!" *drags Jason into nearest closet*