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[allana]

Well, I've somehow managed to exceed my 6GB data transfer limit on my blog. Whoops. I'm getting an astonishing number of hits, even though I haven't updated in a while. Hrm. My nasty suspicious little mind is thinking that it's possibly malicious, but I can't quite see a pattern. I don't know if I can be arsed buying any more bandwidth for the month. It's what, the 19th? Less than 10 days till the month's over and the bandwidth gets reset.

Me and a bottle of wine stayed up until 5am... I'll have to note down the label; it was great company ;) Had a great chat with Heather about doing a Metallica/Authority XO (I took notes H!). Alas, we would be the only people who would read it as the fandom seems to be completely dead. It would still kick ass though. Maybe one day....

I've also been working on a very silly little short story. Original, non-rockfic, non-sexual, but still fun (yes, tis possible!). Fracture, the last part of Manipulation is motoring along happily, to much encouragement from rockfic and hanks_lil_pit. I think I might get done with it sometime over the weekend! I might even squeeze out the next part of Wild Things as I'm getting some ferocious encouragement there too :P Hell, Hank's even got me thinking about subbing Midsummer Madness again. I fear I may be rather suggestible :P

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[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

(I just learned that lj has a character limit on comments, so I'll have to break this into two parts....)

I thought about The Authority/Metallica XO last night as I was falling asleep and again as I was waking up this morning, but you'd be horrified to learn the turn of events the particular storyline in my head took (more horrified after David gets the Kev graphic novel in April). In it, Kev is (like I mentioned in chat) acting as a roadie or tech for Metallica ('cause people are always out to kill him, so it's good to hide), and then he gives James some bottled water, and promptly after James's taking a sip, James vomits up a black eel.

[I have no idea what significance the black eel has or why James threw it up or how that turns into a world threat; if I did, I'd be writing the actual story right now.]

Kev thinks he's bollocksed since he was the one who handed James the water, and to get himself off the hook he insists it wasn't the water that did it, and takes a sip himself (very worried, naturally, and then very relieved when he doesn't himself vomit up a black eel).

Meanwhile, the black eel is lying on the floor, its little side heaving like it's breathing. Kev says he'll just take care of that thing, grabs a blunt object, and heads over to it. This shouldn't be a problem....

Except of course when he raises the blunt object, the eel comes to life and darts off, with Kev chasing after it.

(James, through all of this, is vomitting up his breakfast, turning various shades of green and white, and overall pretty shaken.)

Later.... [I'm missing a whole bunch of important plot info; I really just have info on the James/Kev subplot.] James and Kev are alone (in a run-down hotel? I'm not sure, but they're awaiting The Authority (James, of course, has no idea what The Authority is). Kev asks him if it's true. Is what true? You know, what they write on the internet.... What, are you hitting on me? Poor extreme homophobe Kev assures him he sure as fuck is NOT hitting on him, but at least he'll be among his kind when the others show up. What the fuck 'kind'?

People show up at the run-down hotel room, but the fact that they bust down the door instead of making a door appear is Kev's first rather quick clue that it's not The Authority come to collect James, so he fights off the hit team in front of a drop-jawed James (who really hadn't expected much from his lazy, often-drunk roadie), grabs James, and runs.

Fortunately, a door does open up. Kev had been looking forward to just passing James off to the others, but instead he doesn't even stop to say hi or mutter "poof" under his breath as he speeds by Midnighter; up into the carrier he goes with James running alongside.

Inside, he breaks the news that he might stay for just a bit. Just till things cool off.

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[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

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Then.... Crap. I've completely forgotten how the first kiss came about. Some bickering between James and Kev leads to James kissing him. Kev, horrified, gets an instaboner and is disappointed when James pulls back.

James is grinning like he got one over on Kev, Kev is trying to compose himself, and Midnighter pokes his head into the room, ending any possible continuation of what had been going on.

Later yet (while The Authority are doing things to save the world; I'm really going to have to figure out the whole eel/world threat plot) Kev seeks out James on the carrier, finds him in his quarters, wet kissing ensues. Clothes come off. Kev says he's not going to be the girl. James tells him to just turn around--

And crap. I forgot what momentous thing interrupts them, but it does lead to the climax of the save the world plot. And once the world is saved, everyone but Kev (who's hungover and not aware it's as late as it is) gathers in the junction room to say goodbye to James. The door opens. He steps out.... Kev's eyes snap open. He bolts out of bed and runs disheveled and smelly to the junction room to go after James--now that the threat is over, they can resume their thing, right?

He comes to a hard stop meters from the door; beyond he can see it's sunny and green and James's kids are jumping into his arms and James is kissing his wife.... James turns his head while giving Fran a hug and he and Kev meet eyes.... And then James turns his attention back to his family, taking little hands in his, walking away with Fran's hand on his back.

Flash to a hole in the wall pub, Kev drunk, as usual...and crap again. I forgot his little speech at the end. The one where he makes a mountain into a mole hill and shrugs it off. *sigh*

I'm glad I started writing this down in a comment; I'm already forgetting important things! By the time I figure out the whole world threat issue, I could have lost everything!

Anyway, naturally there's plenty of ribbing of Kev from Midnighter, and possibly a little exchange between Kev and Apollo where Kev's trying to get Apollo to tell him if he thinks James is gay without actually coming out and asking if he thinks James is gay. Maybe there'll be a moment when Kev's alone with Angie and he realizes she's watching him. "What?" "Your eyes are pinned to my chest. Are you feeling all right?" "It's something in the water!" he yells before he jumps out of his chair and stalks off, fists jammed in his jeans pockets.

I guess it doesn't have to be eels...I just want to write the scene where James pukes on up. It'll have to be something, though. Something that necessitates Kev bringing him to The Authority for protection--and something that requires The Authority to set it right.

And the climax should require involvement from James and Kev, too, whether it's that Kev mucks it up even more or they actually save the day, or whatever.

Yeah. Okay. I'm done babbling for now!

(Oh, the other thing I was thinking about when I was falling asleep was the Authority/Metallica archive. I was imagining the guys drawn as comic book characters. More to the point, I was trying to figure out a way that The Bass Player could be drawn with three heads yet still be attractive. *sigh*)

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

A black eel, eh? It could be the fore-runner to an alien invasion... maybe he slept with someone weird or got abruptly snogged by someone in passing (someone who he thought was a crazed fan?). Or it could be something supernatural; it only seems to have been Jenny that has had any contact with supernatural stuff, so that would make a nice change of pace.

God, imagine the feeling as it slithered up his throat? That would be so revolting....

You're going to need to remind me what powers Kev has... I'm really looking forward to that graphic novel when it drops in April.

James's reactions to the Carrier would be really fun to write. I loved your line previously about the hum aggravating his tinnitis, and what we said last night about the all stainless-steel fixtures making things echo even more in his little sterile room would work really well.

Maybe he's in a particularly stark room for a few days so that they can observe him, and make sure that he doesn't have a belly full of eels? That won't improve his temper!

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

Kev has no powers whatsoever. He's a former Special Air Services Corporal, and he's a wanker, and he's a cock-up. The British government calls him in when they want someone taken care of permanantly, and he seems to be in over his head every time he farts--but he also seems to escape by the skin of his ass.

When I reread the 4-issue More Kev today, I refined my idea of how he ended up being a roadie, based on the way the story ended. :)

Also, I watched some of Cliff 'Em All this afternoon and decided that there should be a gig involved in the climax, one that puts James in danger and such.

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

Of course, the Midnighter can guess exactly what's been going on when he pokes his head in. Maybe he'll tease Kev some :D Oh, you already said that. My brain is on it's last legs.

Hmm. I was thinking. Whatever James pukes up could be a government experiment that was passed onto him. So, the people that bust the door down (and most of the wall too) are G-men. Undoubtably enhanced in some way... I'm sure the superhero teams sent after the Authority still have a few remaining members who are still capable of walking without crutches.

I still like the idea of a plotline with Brian :D As for how to draw three bass players in one picture, how about putting Rob at the front, with a lighter sketch of Jay standing behind him, and then a faint ghostly outline of Cliff behind him? Or shuffle them around and put Jay at the front since I'm sure that he'll feature in more stories!

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

No, the people who bust the door down are the same people who always bust in on Kev--angry Irishmen in black ski caps. They've got a grudge about his SAS work.

I meant three bass players as one character, not just in one picture. It was a passing fancy.

Ugh. I need to get started on dinner. It's German night here at the Lackey household. :D Brats and beer.

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

He's SAS? *melts* He'd have plenty of muscles for being a roadie, then. I can see him having confrontations with Gio over security matters, as he wouldn't be able to keep his nose out of things.

He'd always want to arm-wrestle everyone when he got drunk. Or sit and talk about how many ways he can kill someone, which would get v.old once you'd encountered Mid at least once.

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

You'll change your mind when you meet Kev in April. This one would prefer to keep his nose out of things. He does go drinking with his other retired SAS buddies, but they're more like a big-necked knitting circle, but with pints and B.O.

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

He's not worth melting over? Damn. Oh well, I'll have to stick to leering over Apollo and The Midnighter. Much more satisfying.

Your description of Kev and his mates has given my tummy muscles a real work-out :) Thanks!

[kelpierocks.livejournal.com]

I've never even *heard* of the Authority and now I'm intrigued by your description and your storyline! LOL. Just what I need... another interest to look into... ;)

Thanks though for the entertainment!

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

Okay, I've got more. This is the first eel that's come out of James; it's at least the third. One at every venue so far on the tour. He's panicked about the situation, but oddly unconcerned with where the eels go after they come out. Kev thinks he needs to see a doctor; James doesn't see himself explaining to any doctor what's been happening. (Which is a lame excuse, but it goes along with his strange lack of concern over the whereabouts of the eels.) Kev says he knows a doctor who wouldn't blink at the thought of eels coming up the hard way. James says he'll think about it--and tells Kev to keep this to himself.

I don't know how James got picked to be the eel distributor, but that's pretty much what he is, leaving an eel in every town they visit. Something has to happen to make him reconsider seeing The Doctor, which is how he then ends up in the hotel room with Kev waiting for the doc to show up.

Before the Irishmen bust in, but after Kev's probing questions, James changes his mind about seeing The Doctor. (Again it's something lame; obviously the eel whatsits don't want him to be examined.) Kev has to wrestle him to the bed to keep him there...which is when the Irishmen bust in, and aren't they full of homo jokes? ;-) (I'm thinking it'd be even better if Kev was on the pot when he heard James starting to leave, so he's wrestling James down with his pants around his ankles. Yes. That's what the Irishmen have to walk in on. Poor Kev.)

Well, that's a few more pieces of the puzzle at least....

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

I meant "this ISN'T the first eel." *sigh* Should have proofed more carefully.

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is good. Where are they touring? I'm picturing a rare and unusual Far East or South American tour. Somewhere where the populace wouldn't really be too concerned about a large black eel slithering into a gutter. (I'd imagine that in North America there'd be a lot of screaming and hurried calls to animal control.)

The eels could have a very tape-worm effect--increased appetite, walking along munching non-stop like Lars, making piles of sandwiches from the rider for snacks, and instead of swilling water in the middle of a set, he's chugging down protein shakes? But he isn't putting on any weight with all of this. If anything, he's losing weight....

Oooooh! He thinks that he's picked up something nasty from a sushi restaurant that Lars dragged him to before they flew out to wherever they're starting the tour. (A charity gala dinner at the restaurant or something; Lars wants to go to hobnob with the other famous dudes, James spends the evening wishing for a bloody steak.) The first eel arrived a few days after that. What he's forgotten is an encounter with someone, maybe even at the sushi place, which could also be the cause of this?

Poor Kev, he'll be lucky to avoid getting his balls mashed into the floor. They may be full of jokes, but I'd imagine that they'd be lacking a real sense of humour :)

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

A-ha! I just got a piece of the explanation for why the eel-producers chose James: 1. Metallica still tours, and when they tour, they tour a lot, 2. James is (for the sake of my story) the only rocker who tours as much as they do who doesn't drink alcohol. *nods* (Which means I also have a way to stop the eel production, though I don't think alcohol would hurt already "born" eels.)

Okay, I'm off to bed to watch last week's Wife Swap and hope that the itchy, tired feeling in my eyes is a fluke and not an impending cold.

[screwthedaisies.livejournal.com]

Oooh! The far east stuff is good! The tape-worm effect...yes! Awesome!

Oh, and I think that their first kiss is really (unbenownst to Kev and the reader) an attempt to pass the eel production off because James is quarantined on the Carrier (although I expect The Authority wouldn't at first be thrilled about the possibility of eels on the Carrier, but oddly James doesn't vomit any eels on the Carrier, since the Carrier isn't part of their mission (apparently they don't understand you could "door" eels out all over the world).)

Yeah, so, I just have to figure out how the eels would deal with Kev's penchant for alc...oh wait! Okay, Kev got a job as security for Metallica because he walked away from killing people for the British government (which is not an easy thing to just walk away from, but anyway)--as part of his turning over a new leaf, he gives up drinking! (Which makes for a very shakey, edgy, and more dysfunctional than ever Kev. But also one with a body safe for eel production.)

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, I hope that you don't have a cold :(

The people behind the eels, if they're extra-terrestial or from another dimension may not be aware of The Authority. They may not be aware of The Bleed if they're merely extra-terrestial, so another reason for not knowing that they can "door" stuff around.

So, the eels start to make Kev find James attractive. Using the same technique that they're already using to manipulate him into being unconcerned about what happens to the eels that he's choked up. The eels hatching out from eggs in his belly are perhaps secreting hormones to calm him down? If they can secrete serotonin then they could certainly crank out some extra pheneromes to help with the growing interest Kev has in James.

Maybe there's something unsuitable about the atmosphere on the Carrier so as to make the eels reluctant to be released there. Perhaps the humming upsets their nervous system? Poor James could find a dead eel floating in the pan, the next time he visits the bathroom after reaching the sanctuary of the Carrier. Too gross? It would be fun if the eel eggs were passed on via sex, well, a BJ. And now I'm just randomly brainstorming....

Hmm, the humming. That could be used as a way to kill them perhaps? Put some ultrasonics out at the next gig? Absolute hell for anyone in the audience that has tinnitis, not to mention the neighbourhood dogs. But it would get the job done?

[glam-ang.livejournal.com]

Check this out, Keli: http://www.rhyo.net/AandM.html

It's a very quick guide to Apollo and The Midnighter (with a bit of info about the rest of the team) who are the first gay superhero comic couple. Alas, they got married which killed their sexiness a bit for me and H. But still! Hugely sexy :D