November 21st, 2007

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A J-Rock RPS rant... now in POETRY form!

pretentioustfu has a bone to pick with bad fic writers of J-Rock RPS (real person slash). And they does it in a completely awesome poem.



Friends, ranters, wankers, writers, lend me your ears.



I come to express my rage over badly-written Jrock RPS.
The evil that is lack of research is obvious and painful.
The good understand that gender, gender presentation, sexuality, and preferred types of sex can differ in one person.
So I wanted it to be with writers. The ignoble badfic
Hath told you that all are monolithic, and only two choices exist, seme or uke.
If it were so, and unfortunately it so often is, it is a grievous fault.
And grievously hath fanwriters answer'd it.

Here, under leave of Jrock RPS all over the internet
For Yoshiki and Hide were tragic love, and Tetsu and Hyde are barely in-denial love
So are they all, men of ambiguity and beauty
Come I to fanficrants to rant at the cliched, OOC, and insipid.

They are so cool, so interesting, so varied as people, inspiring and funny for reasons good and bad
But someone said they are all the same: weepy, pathetic, uke stereotypes all
And these writers are many and prolific
They hath brought many readers to their fanon
Whose pages the reviews did fill:
Did this in them seem hopeless?

When that the ukes have cried and cut, the readers have praised
Fanfiction should be made of better stuff
Yet the reviewers say "it's so kawaii"
And the reviewers giving praises are always right

You all did see that on the communities
Their readers present them with endless praise
Which they did endlessly accept, is this all there is?

Yet they could be good writers
And, sure, they could be with more research and less stereotyping on appearance
I speak not to slam Jrock RPS, which I love
But here I am to rant about what I do know
You all do love them, do you not?
What cause withholds you, then, from writing them in-character?

O judgment! Thou art fled to fanwriters
And squeeing fen have lost their reason. Bear with me
My brain has a pain, my desk has splinters
And I must pause till Yoshiki/Miyavi goodfic come back to me.



Context just wants some good J-Rock RPS.
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    talkin' 2 myself-Ayumi Hamasaki-talkin' 2 myself
HOLD ON

The mind Googles

"MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!"

Considering the prevalence of the internet today and how a quick Google search would most likely turn up this recipe in seconds, the source of angst has been eliminated, so I doubt that this song would be written today.


- outsdr, here.
polycorns

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Regarding flemco getting beaten to this shirt idea:



Hey, you could still do "Kennedy Shot First."

And I'm sure with that one there's some conspiracy theory twist you could put on it, but it's getting late and my brain is shot.





Um...no pun intended. Seriously. I didn't even think of it that way until after I typed it.


sedshe, here
The Virtual Me
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Fair Warning Is Given...

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    Look, pussy. Move the fuck over. You were never meant to drive this car. I drive my fucking Kia harder than you drive your car. 75,000 dollar car and you drive it like it's made of spun fucking glass. Lemme show you how this is done. Lemme sit in the driver's seat, and show you what that car is capable of. I did 110 mph in second gear in an '89 911. I imagine Porsche has made a change or two, and I can make that baby scream down the road the way she was meant to. It will make even your limp dick hard...

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