sheriff ermine pouting

[burntcopper]

munchkinott, remember me griping about not being able to do a smackdown recently because they were being well-behaved? Well, someone was fuckwitted this weekend, there was smackdown, then I made a mod post which involved me insulting their intelligence. Except I somehow think I'm never going to be able to start a reign of terror at this rate. The usual response to mod posts in other communities tends to be whining and muttering and hesitant 'thankyou for enforcing the rules, that person was a fuckwit', right? Not at robinhoodbbc. There, they *rate* my damn mod posts. And take points off for criteria missed. And leave comments like 'yay for dictator!mod - all hail!'.

...They worry me.

In other news, have been having that moment where you post fic, are rather proud of certain bits, but the bit everyone fixates on and comments on is a throwaway line you wrote without thinking about and thought was fairly standard cliché for that style of fic. (vaguely scared. have posted four pieces of fic so far this year. At this rate I'm going to exceed my limit of 5 maximum.)

In other news, need to get off my arse and go see some theatre; I have a parental voucher for two free tickets that I still haven't spent. Hmm. Billy Elliot or Sound of Music?

Comments

[munchkinott.livejournal.com]

See, it's your hardline stance on 'pants' that keeps me away. *g*

I don't think you'll have any problems starting a reign of terror. Especially when you've got so many people who're willing to aid you with important infrastructure decisions like 'Mott & Bayley: Plus - very authentic. Minus - shite for housing a rocket battery.' which means more votes for hollowed out volcanoes.

I'd give you a 9.2 - could've done with a few more bloodys and a dash of Agincourt.

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

but... but... they weren't wearing any pants! Thus we can't have them!

:muses: ah, trebuchets.

[munchkinott.livejournal.com]

I have absolutely no problem picturing Sir Guy wandering around without any pants on. Either of the under-variety or the ruddy-colonial trouser variety. Actually, the world would be a happier place if Sir Guy just forgot to wear any clothes at all.

You could fling rotten fanfic over the ramparts of other communities with a trebuchet. What about a Baffling Ram?**

** Just like a Battling Ram only much MUCH more complicated to use.