JC: Thanks, dude. I'm proud of that song too.

Chris: No, I mean-- us. You and me.

JC: So-- you don't like the song? What? Chris! You told me you did! You said that it was one of the best songs you'd ever heard and --

Chris: Hey! Now calm down, ok? I was actually talking about Kim and halo--

JC: What? They wrote a song too?

Chris: Er, no. C, just listen for a minute, ok? Can you do that? Listen?

JC: I can, but I don't know if I want to. I'm still feeling rather hurt here, after you dissed my song.

Chris: I didn't--

JC: In fact, I think I'm just going to sit here and read all about halo and Kim, if that's ok with you. You no longer exist in my world for the moment. De-nied.

Chris: See, that's what I was trying to say-- that it's about the two of them when it should be about the two of us. C? Get your fingers out of your ears when I'm talking to you-- C? Come back here!

++ halo

- is totally responsible for the much of the cracktastic babbleage to be found on this site.

- is fuelled by coffee, Red Bull, and a brain that can slash anything at fifty paces. even ice cream. (you think i'm kidding? i'm not kidding.)

- knows just enough html to be dangerous in a not-very-dangerous way

- is mean and cruel and made Kim write a bio even though she whined about it a really lot.

- likes making lists. can you tell?

- adores JC more than she currently has words for. she tends to just make incoherent little whimpers and /or swear a lot. ""

- when faced with a picture of JC looking stunningly beautiful, will usually 1) cry like a little bitch, then 2) mutter darkly about "making that fucker suffer for his insolence".

- should probably have not told anyone that.

++ kim

What the *hell* do I say about myself? (Not liking this question. Just ask halo--I just asked her this, with the same whine.) Huh.

Okay. I'm generally the calm in the ocean that is crackfic *g* Which means, basically, I consume less caffeine, so I don't bounce off the walls (as much). Really, that's about the only difference. Oh, and I like straws better than spoons. And Chris, a teeny bit better than JC. But together, there's nothin' better. Really! (er, that would be ChrisnJC, not straws and spoons. Or--well, anyway. Yes.)

I love my OTP, and the other half of my brain. She's as whacked out as I am, and we're totally (wait for it--) in sync as far as ideas and execution (no, not THAT kind) go. What one of us doesn't think of, the other does.

I spend too much time on the computer, dreaming about far away (or non-existent) worlds where pretty boys like to touch each other, and often hurt each other in beautiful ways while touching. Then I spend more time, writing those dreams out.  I like angst, drama, sex, kink, humor, and did I mention sex? Yes, I love stories with good characterization and great plot, and action and adventure are always a plus, but I also like the sex. I'll freely admit it. Or not so freely, whatever. *g*

++ the livejournals

because really, anyone who's anyone has one, darling.

halo's is [ here ]           kim's is [ here ]         and we have a shared fic journal [ here ]

all links open in a new window. hey, you're welcome. my pleasure. no, really. oh go on, bugger off.