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Celebrate with porn!

I'm so happy about this financial aid problem going away, I'd like to celebrate.

Yet, I have 700... well, about 500 pages now... to read this weekend. And I have a committment to finish this sexy John/Lorne piece, which has just now earned its NC-17 rating.

I know! Who wants to write me John/Rodney porn, say, role playing?

*looks around hopefully*

Anyone?

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I would if I could, but alas and alack.... writing is not a skill I possess. Apparently neither is spelling. :P

It's all right, just a playful thought. They would be so bad at role playing, don't you think?

Absolutely horrendous. They have enough trouble being circumspect when they are themselves, let alone trying to role play. It would be a lot like watching a particularly painful car crash I think :P

I think... it would be Rodney's idea. "You can play the macho soldier. That wouldn't be too much of a stretch, right?"

I can feel John's eyeroll and glare from here. The somewhat sarcastic suggestion that Rodney could play the arrogant, evil scientist. After all, once again, not too much of a stretch :P

Rodney would get a speculative look at that. "Hm. That could work. And you foil my master plan?"

"What am I, James Bond?"

"Mmm, no, I don't think you can pull it off-- though you can try, I mean, if you could that would be-- well," he adds eagerly.

"The name is Bond. James Bond." John attempts to sit a little straighter.

Rodney rolls his eyes expressively. "Never in a million years."

"Hey...."

*embarassed for them*

Although I think I would pay good money to be seeing Rodney try to be a nurse. Or John. I think they'd have more luck with James Bond, which clearly Rodney just nixed.

Who wants to be a pirate? :P

::dies, a little::

Of course, if the James Bond idea got any further than that, they'd end up arguing about whether Rodney should capture and "torture" John or vice-versa, until John rolls his eyes and says, "Admit it, McKay, you just want to tie me up and have your wicked way with me."

"That phrase is so trite I cannot believe your brain did not leap out of your ear and recoil in horror under the bed," Rodney says. "And besides, you know you'd love it."

"Really."

"Of course. The whole--authority thing," and here he makes an expressive gesture, "is clearly a manifestation of something deeply seated and ridiculously Freudian. So either you'd secretly enjoy being dominated or you're a high-functioning sociopath, and frankly, if it's actually the latter, I'll have to break up with you."

"You've thought about this way too hard," John said.

"Genius, remember?"

"Wicked way"... lololololol!

This is great. I'm still snickering.

Rodney, I'm on board with the rebellious submissive theory. He likes being dominated but prefers to get a little salve for his ego before he... gives in.

lttledvl is thinking of running with this James Bond idea.

Icarus

And how.

Unless you mean the dice-rolling Dungeons & Dragons sort of role playing...

I'm sure even with D&D the two of them would end up squabbling.

Of course, because Rodney would be the biggest rules lawyer ever, and totally minimax his stats with weird race/class classifications. ("I want to multiclass as a sorcerer/ranger half-dragon. And for my animal companion, a dire weasel.") While John would be vaguely confused by everything but the combat system, so all his characters would basically be Human Fighters but with different elaborate magical weapons and armor. John would keep attacking things indiscriminately ("Isn't that the point of this game?") while Rodney spends entire sessions arguing with Zelenka (who is totally the DM) about whether he's getting his fair share of XP and how the modifiers are supposed to stack, and also why he can't make up his own prestige classes ("Because it upsets the flavor, you insufferable man! There is no prestige class Time Lord in this setting!"). All the other players find excuses to send John and Rodney's characters off by themselves, so they can actually have fun. Eventually Zelenka just lets them get eaten by a tarrasque.

You can tell my boyfriend is president of the RPG club.

Oh man! I just laughed my ass off reading thorough those comments. Ifing you want me to, I could attempt a whack at it. (b/c without me home internet, I really don't have much else to do in the evenings anyway)

Though I can't guarentee what the result will be (it just may end up on the pyre with the lorne/heitmeyer story), but I'd be willing to give it a try.

But...if I do this, I'd like to use the above said comments - I'm thinking of running off with the Bond thing...

*laughs* Go for it! And I won't hold you to it if it ends up in the bin with that Lorne/Heightmeyer story.

LOL. Use anything you like, I'm sure Maud won't mind either. Right, Maud?

Icarus

Go for it. I would love to see this.

I shall begin tonight. Whee!

(and you all need to stop giving me ideas - now I see a whole scene of the SGA team sitting at a kitchen table, rolling dice and eating pizza)

Who wants to write that story? haha!

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