Erm. Oh dear.

[camwyn]

Spam subject line today:

"The Serenity Pill = REAL Mood Management"

Perhaps it is only that I am Fannish, but that just rings all kinds of wrongness bells...

Comments

[mephron]

I will only consider taking it if it means I can then get training in gun-kata.

[camwyn]

I'd be more worried about the sudden urges to adopt a high-protein diet and wear poorly tanned leather, myself.

[mephron]

To abuse the tagline from a beer commerical, why not both?

[camwyn]

… you know, it's bad enough that I can successfully cross Equilibrium with …


AUUUUUUUUUUUGH.


BAD MAN. VERY BAD.


Earth-That-Was didn't get used up. It got mostly nuked into green glass. The sane people left; the ones who remained had to struggle through post-apocalyptic hell as best they could. And in both places, psychopharmaceutical studies continued apace. . . .

Well, nah. You can't really cross 'em properly because of the timeline gap, but I do rather fancy the idea of the occasional bad reaction to Prozium being more dangerous than a whole houseful of sense offenders. That, and the image of Cleric Brandt being what happens when someone who would have a Reaver response to the Pax just happens to be better at self-control than your average cannibalistic spacegoing rapist. . .


Now if iTunes/my iPod would just quit playing "Hole In The World" every time the Equilibrium universe comes up in conversation.

[mephron]

*bow*

Tis an ill wind that blows no minds.

[camwyn]

"Cleric Brandt? Meet the Operative. He's going to show you what a sense offender with a sword can do."

[sanity-cheque.livejournal.com]

Only if it's also listed as marketed by Blue Sun ;D

[mephron]

Maybe the city was an experiment in controlled living, stuck in the arse-end of some planet, deliberately set there... then forgotten.

And then a ship sets down nearby, needing some water from the polar ice for drinking, and....

[cleverthylacine]

*general protection fault*

*reboot brain*

[camwyn]

Oh, it gets worse. And the 'worse' grows out of a single comment made by an entirely different friend of mine. Namely:


"Grammaton Clerics would probably be immune to the Cthulhu Mythos' madness, huh?"

That, I can make work. That's not hard at all.

[ebony14.livejournal.com]

Stop. For the love of , please stop. You're making the brain baby kick.

[kelathefinn.livejournal.com]

I just wasted five minutes watching your J.K. Rowling Hotline icon... *sigh* now I suppose I *have* to go back to work...

[prodigal.livejournal.com]

A wee plastic bottle of Reavers, huh?

[camwyn]

Mmm. Pax inna bottle!

[prodigal.livejournal.com]

"Feeling listless at the sheer ease of your prosperous life? Has universal prosperity given you nothing but ennui? If so, try new Reaver-In-A-
Can™!"

[batyatoon]

...so very, very right there with you.

[genarti]

*chokes*

Yeah. Um.

Without that, I suppose one does get a mite unpredictable.

Mood swings, of a sort.