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 Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:32 pm
Oh that's right, your not-boyfriend died a few years back and people angst in your world. I forgot about that side-effect of the superhero industry. Has the cute gay batkid stopping grieving over his dead boyfriend yet?
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:36 pm
Oh please, Barry Allen could have fought crime wearing a tutu and a feather boa and he'd never have set off anyone's gaydar. Wally on the other hand...
::clears his throat::
I think the gay batkid put on his older brother's togs and took a trip to Europe. 'Course then, his boyfriend got better. It's THAT sort of world, you know. Someone you love died? Wait a few months. Unless they're your dad.
For some reason, the universe really has it out for dads.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:38 pm
No, not that one. The one you were all kinky and handcuffed with. I think that was the last time I saw you around at all was back when he got shot in the head or something.
As for Wally...is it true what they say about his "speedforce-fueled recovery time?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:42 pm
Oh thank YOU for bringing THAT trauma back up...and here I was enjoying objectifying my enemies as tightly-wrapped packages.
Trickster's dead. I got to enjoy dragging his corpse around for a while, and after that, just his arm.
::slams the rest of his drink::
Then there was some insane WTF-ery and some druid on the planet Apokalips told me I have an equation in my head and things started to explode, so I channeled the almighty Mercury, comma Freddie, and saved everyone.
And NO one said thanks.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:44 pm
Hartley Rathaway Oh thank YOU for bringing THAT trauma back up...and here I was enjoying objectifying my enemies as tightly-wrapped packages.
Trickster's dead. I got to enjoy dragging his corpse around for a while, and after that, just his arm.
::slams the rest of his drink::
Then there was some insane WTF-ery and some druid on the planet Apokalips told me I have an equation in my head and things started to explode, so I channeled the almighty Mercury, comma Freddie, and saved everyone.
And NO one said thanks.
And trust me, you'll just LOVE the way it rolls off my tongue.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:45 pm
Oh I KNOW you, Go-Go. If I don't play hard to get, you're going to get bored and traipse off after the next fellow with some swing in their hips.
::shakes his glass, indicating he needs a refill::
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:48 pm
Oh please. If you REALLY knew me, you'd know I'd traipse after the both of you.
Besides, have you seen this place? I don't wanna go all Only Gay in the Village, but you ARE the next fellow with some swing in their hips.
*claps twice again and the dancing boys refill the drinks and bring Chris a chocolate milk*
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:52 pm
Oh please. I could go down the list and tell you half a dozen guys who are fronting BIG time.
Tony Stark, for starters. Started a whole civil war because his crush didn't agree with him in politics.
Nick Fury? That guy has kinks they only have names in Japanese for. Notice how he's always got a "life model decoy" of himself nearby?
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:56 pm
Oh, I remember all too well. And then tried to use me as a rebound, just because I threw myself at him during the war. It's like he didn't even know I was after his money more than anything else. So cute, but so dumb...
I knew I'd seen Nick and his identical twin in that film! Stupid Angela tried to tell me there was no way, but there's no way I'm getting any of the details from that scene out of my head.
No matter how much I wash... crying
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:59 pm
*grabs a drink*
Hey guys how's it going?
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 6:00 pm
Guys? I'll have you know I'm a fine, upstanding lady.
...Well, just the last part. For now.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 6:01 pm
Doing well, Chris. Just dishing, you know.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 6:08 pm
Well, we're just going to have to swap stories--and whatever else we can find--later. I'm afraid I must take the boys and go.
Be sure to stop by the Karaoake Booth, both of you! Especially you, Hartley. I wanna hear you sing.
Good night, my lovelies!
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 6:09 pm
Oh, I know. I'm just waiting for the competition to ramp up a bit before I use my illicit advantage to win the contest.
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