icarusancalion

Now that everyone has gone off to The Witching Hour, those of us who are left should form a secret society.

I'll be treasurer. (Our treasury shall be packed full of porn, fics, and drabbles written behind everyone's backs, housed on my site and maybe even password locked for members only--and those who beg prettily enough.)

Who wants to chairman, huh? "Vice" chairman?


ETA:

-- We have a "Smut" Chairman (as she has agreed to wear the, ahem, mantle of authority) -- electricandroid
-- The official Cabin Boy has been sworn in, and will be serving mead (and running various untoward errands) in the underground cavern you-know-where and you-know-when -- tboy
-- scribbulus_ink is in spandex and maintaining the roster of secret identities.
-- hobbit_feet shall train us in the secret handshake (which should be pretty interesting since we'll all pretty smashed by that part of the agenda....)
-- simmysim has signed in blood as super Captain Super Pirate King and has the bandaid to prove it!
-- kaci_2005_tide has the honor of First Member Emeritus.
-- kragey is grazing the muffins while quaffing mead, while sarcastic_irony is drawing up our bylaws (oh by the way, you're in charge of bylaws sarcastic_irony) and anandangel is our official scribe (oh, you're the scribe, anandangel).
-- fer_de_lance shall shake you down collect your fics, ficlets, drabbles, art, recs, and other fantasies.

ETA2: dphearson has been sworn in as the disreputable and unreliable look-out and guard.

ETA3: winstonmom has taken on the task of flustered and frustrated foreign liaison.

Our first agenda shall be posted in my next post. :D