T'eyla Minh

I'll just go straight into this one. Once again, mostly typed at work on better keyboard and to get the majority of the words down. :P

( Day 09 )

Thankfully, I get a grace period of one day for tomorrow's post, before the epicness that will be Day 11. Oy.

Another slow day at work today. Apologies in advance if this ends up being a bit rambling...

Paul was working on Saturday, so I used the time alone to do something productive, which equated to cleaning the kitchen and bathroom - although not the floors. I managed to get the weird crud off the bath near the plug / taps area - it came off surprisingly easily, actually. The enamel is in bad condition so foam and stuff ends up clinging to the surface, meaning it was worse than it looked...

Also found a home for the vast collection of biscuit tins I've accumulated from work, finally.

I've also booked tickets to see Sunset Boulevard in London, which is mine and Paul's birthday present to Eni. Row D in the stalls. :) Vicky had sent me a promo-code for a discount (£50 tickets for £25) but it didn't actually work, which seems to be because none of the tickets actually cost £50... Anyway, at full price they still cheaper than equivalent seats for Sound of Music...

I also discovered that I can book the B&B near Kings Cross - where we all stayed in January before / after the Eurostar - from their website, though I can only book a minimum 2-day stay, so we'll have to go up on the Friday and leave on Sunday. Which, actually, probably works out better, as it doesn't mean we'll be rushing on the Saturday to get into the city, get changed, etc... Since my birthday trip in October was somewhat done on a budget (cheap seats and the matinee, so no overnight stay), this will feel more like a proper theatre trip, at least...

Still. YAY SUNSET!

We're going on 28th February. Oddly enough, when Sweet, Eve, Lloyd and I saw the final night of the UK tour, that was on 28th September... :)

Sunday was nothing much, really. Paul was meant to go out and play badminton but Drew was ill, so it was cancelled. We invited Lisa up for Sunday lunch and then inflicted Rocky Horror Picture Show on her, as she'd never seen it (!) Another one for the ranks when it tours again, anyway... I might make a RH-themed layout, actually... at the very least, one of the shots inspired me to make an icon...

( Some fandom-ramblings. )

I told you it would be rambling. ;)

In other fandom stuff, I have one episode of season 5 of X-Files to get through, and then the first movie. I had a bit of hiatus over Christmas but started up again this week. I am now just attempting to organise my time in order to watch the film through in one go...

Right, I'm going to post this one now before it gets any longer...

At least, it is if you don't like Farscape.  I just found a load of old BBC message board posts that I'd saved back from the Good Old Days during seasons 3 and 4, before Auntie Beeb shut the Cult forums and before I stopped posting on them for my own sanity.

All of them are LJ-cut by episode/theme. Paul - there are definite spoilers here, so don't read it. :P

I never did get to 500 posts on that forum, alas, but my 500th post was certainly cause for celebration.  I think this must've been midway through season 3.  Also, this was back in the day when I didn't capitalise. Woo.( 500th post! )

During the between-season hiatus and subsequent Farscape Withdrawal Syndrome (henceforth to be referred to as FWS), Eve and I decided to form the FWSP (P for Prevention) game.  ( As per this post here. )

  Of course, some idiot posted not 10 seconds later - or possibly after we initially annouced it, without the rules - to say "I'm expected to follow another poster's rules?  No thanks!".  Whatever, mate.  It's your loss. :P

This was the first week's challenge.  I don't remember how long it went on for, but we had a large list of topics, and the game really seemed to kick off and resulted in some wonderful discussion.  It was our brainchild, and we couldn't have been more pleased by the outcome.  I don't have any of the actual discussions, alas, as I only saved back my own posts (it was easier to write them in Word and copy them over, because the forum only allowed 500 words per post so it was easier to do a wordcount that way) but some of them were quite thought-provoking.  Anyway, here's the first one.

( Week One )

Of course, all of this was before the news came of the cancellation, as I know I'd already stopped posting by then.

This is the list of topics that we had planned, with our names in brackets to indicate who was posting/collating each one.  I don't remember if we got through all of them, though a struck-through version states we only got as far as number 13...  The FWSP was fun, but the worst bit was collating the information at the end.  I seem to have blocked that ordeal from my memory, and if anything, it only goes to prove that I had far too much time on my hands back then...

( The List )

To be honest, I think we'd exhausted all avenues of discussion by that point anyway... and, yeah, you can totally tell our preference for the shippy episodes. :D

In respect of question 15 about the translator microbes, I also seem to have made the following post about language in Farscape, because it was a topic that had been bugging me for a while.  It looks like it was also a discussion topic, too.

( Language )

I don't seem to have the reply I made to myself, however, but I'm sure I've explained my theory on Translator Microbes once before anyway.  And if I haven't - well, that's what the comments are for. :)

Now for some episode reviews/write-ups, which I used to post after every episode, as did everyone else.  At least mine had more substance to them than Anna Sun's ("I liked this episode.  I thought it was very good." - she was 18 frelling years old!)  There's not that many of them and they're only for seasons 3 and 4, mostly the latter.  Enjoy. :)

( The Choice )

LMAO.  I'm a bad, bad author, plugging away, there...

( Fractures )

This one was actually before the 500th one, but I wanted all the episode posts together and in order.( I Yensch, You Yensch )

If anyone's wondering, all of the "Don't yell at me" bits in relation to fic is because of a fic-war that started about a year before, during the season 2-3 hiatus.  I started a 'rolling' fic thread, and since the board's default set up was to show lots of posts (I think it was the first few posts in any given thread, though it could be changed to just the subjects... I can't really remember) all of the anti-fic readers started shouting at us because they didn't want to look at it.  Our fic - and us - were effectively driven from the board, never to darken the pages with our drivel again.  I never did forgive the poster who started it... but as I recall, he complained about everything, and was never happy, even when an episode did exactly what he'd been asking one to do the week before.  I'm so glad I don't have to deal with him any more.

We head now into Season 4 (I've lost the rest of season 3, and I'm sure I did a DWTB post, though it was most likely incoherent) and the looming end of the series...

( Promises )

( Natural Election )

( A Prefect Murder )

LJ is complaining about the length of this, so I'll have to do it in two posts...

Okay. So, melodramatic whinings aside, here's a lowdown of the weekend.

On Friday night I finally got around to making the two CDs I intended to (though not the one I was intending for jackiesjottings, as that'll take more work...) and did an accompanying letter/lyrics for one of them, which pretty much took all night after I'd done covers and whatnot... which were quite possibly the most unoriginal covers ever (it's very difficult to turn the cover of Catatonia's Equally Cursed & Blessed into anything other than it is, but since I'd named the random mix on the end "Thoughtless", I just did a little thought bubble coming from the fox with the word in it...) so shouldn't have taken the amount of time that they did.

Things were going just fine until I decided to go to bed at around midnight... ( cut for lengthy explanation )

Anyway, after all of that, I finally sat down and finished my cards and wrapping, finally having lunch at 3.00 and watching the drama settle down a bit. Paul turned up shortly afterwards and we had another chat about things (luckily, I'd calmed down by then), then settled down to make a start on watching Farscape...

:D

This continued into Sunday - after a break for the X-Factor repeats (why am I not surprised by that result...) and Eastenders - and we reached, um, the first one with Maldis, the title of which I can't quite remember. I'd forgotten how fomulaic the early episodes were, to be honest - the trouble with wandering into the series mid-arc is that the earlier, alien-of-the-week episodes are lost... though even with that formulaicness, there are hints of canon. We've already learnt within 6 or 7 episodes that Sebaceans lack the gland to regulate heat, that Luxans have hyper-rage, that Zhaan is a 9th level Delvian Pa'u and was once capable of great violence, etc., etc., etc.

Simply put, I'd forgotten how bloody wonderful it was. And that most of my favourite lines are from Aeryn, though my personal favourite so far has GOT to be from... er... red-people PK root-planting planet episode (meh...), when Aeryn has to do The Science Thing and complains that she had to "think really hard!" :)

So, with that ridiculously long update, I shall sign off and get back to work...

BBC review of the Farscape: Peacekeeper Wars DVD.

"Farscape gets a decent send off."  Yes, it does.  I quite agree.

But not by you, you cheap bastards.

Didn’t get around to posting this one last night as it was later than I thought.  Bloody Hagley Road traffic.  Anyway, some thoughts on ‘Scape and thereby definite spoilers, beneath the cut.

( Farscape: Peacekeeper Wars – some thoughts. Click me, Eni. Cliiiiick meeee! :P )

So, now for today.  There was some random excitement when a car driving a speed hit a parked car, lost control, and ended up on its roof right outside our building.  Everyone in our office congregated in Liz's room to be nosy, and one of the TMs called the police.  There was some miscommunication along the lines when people were trying to figure out what had happened.

"What's happened?  There's a car on the roof??"

"No, there's a car on it's roof..."

Two fire engines and two police cars turned up, and then a bunch of firemen proceeded to stare at it and mutter a bit about how to right it again.  They reminded me inexplicably of men doing roadworks, actually, in that it seemed to take 4 of them to do the work and one to think about it.  I was about to head out to lunch at the time, but that was put slightly on hold while we waited for the emergency services to turn up.  Crappy response time, guys.  Seriously. :P  After that we got bored as the car had stopped smoking and there were no casualties, so I headed out:

"Would anyone like anything that isn't a fireman?"

By the time I'd walked back the car was right side up again and most of the officials had gone.  Well, it was exciting for a few minutes.

I tell ya, it's all go in Ladywood. :D

And now, a mini-rant:  ( Something else that annoys me about the Phantom movie. )

Here endeth the rant.  Yeah, I'm whinging.  But... ugh, it's all I can do, and even if nobody else understands the importance of this movie, I do, and if I don't complain about it, nobody will.  Except lots of people are, so I'm not the only one whinging over nothing. :P

Wow, long post.  I shall go now.  I'll work on getting MHOTP! screencaps when people give me more to find.  Also, the MH interview I found last night keeps seeping into the periphery of my mind and making me snigger.  If I ever see Karl Beattie in the street, I shall slap him for emotional torment.

Just watched the first half of Farscape: Peacekeeper Wars, and... it's interesting.  And it's Farscape, but with, like, spangles.  And a teense of dumbing down because they're trying to continue a horrendously complicated plot arc whilst not confusing any new viewers, though said dumbing down is done in a lovely self-ironic way that the fans can smirk about it.

Dude.  I had forgotten how frelling exhausting it was.  What with the random angst and the shrieking and the "WTF?!" and the hysterical giggling and the general confusion, I mean.

Roll on next Tuesday!!

Got back about an hour or so ago... haven't checked email or read friendlists or anything like that yet, but am about to do something resembling a write-up (with photos) that will be up some point tonight or tomorrow depending on whether or not I fall asleep in the process of writing it.

But overall, a completely wonderful weekend was had, and I am now the proud owner of the following:

A box of very nice Galaxy Silk Collection chocolates.
Farscape season 3 deluxe DVD sets 3.3 and 3.4.
Buffy character collection DVD (Spike) with very very pretty cover artwork :)

And I still haven't managed to watch Big Fish having bought it early in the summer holidays, and Van Helsing is on the list to buy, as are the ridiculously priced X-Files video box sets in the Works for £9.99 each, which, obviously, I'm going into Birmingham to buy tomorrow, if I can still move.  There's also two new Most Haunted DVDs coming out very soon, so all in all I'm going to have a lot of watching of things to do.

Anyway.  Write-up coming momentarily, after I've read my emails, etc.

How typical...  Two years on (and it seems like they did that on purpose), my Sunset obsession starts to dig its claws back in, and I realise it's May, and I have yet to change my calendars.  So we have Spike staring off into middle distance.  Which is okay.  But Farscape decrees May to be Aeryn month, and presents me, naturally, with Chiaerynaith.  Not that exact picture, but I can't find the truly terrifying one, and getting up to take a photo would be too much energy expenditure at this point.

Meh.  Terrifying.  (And for all those who missed the Chiaerynaith phenomenon and don't have a clue what I'm on about, I shall explain if required.)

PS: Naomi!  Scan the terrifying birthday card!!

Sikozu is Kemper's Mary Sue.  Am I right?

This is something I was thinking about at about three o'clock this morning, whilst trying to get to sleep (despite being tired, oh, six hours earlier...) but I thought I'd share it. We all know (and if we don't, where have we been, pray?) that I'm a shipper of the highest order. I am, in fact, a Professional, except I don't get paid. If, however, I could earn a pound for every 'ship I've managed to predict before it happened or was obviously going to happen, I would be a very rich lady.

So. This post is going to be long, and in it, I shall attempt to explain, for no reason at all other than I feel like it, what couples I ship for (in the main, anyway; I'll exclude the various movie ones because they're ultimately pointless, with a few exceptions as you'll see...), when I did, and why, and any associated rants. But I'll try to keep the rants short. :)

Feel free to comment/critique/add your own. It's a free-for-all. I'd appreciate feedback on my ramblings, if only to commend my efforts. :)

( 1 - Buffy, Farscape, X-Files )

There was going to be more of this, but I can no longer type, so will finish it tomorrow. Or probably not tomorrow, because I have an essay to start. Perhaps after essayness. Anyway. There will be much more. I have many fandoms still to do...

whilst pottering around on my computer, i finally got my copy of "scratch 'n' sniff" (farscape, season 3, the episode they showed at an ungodly hour so everyone missed it) to work. see, windows media player needed telling where the file was - i finally found the letter eve sent me telling me which it was - and it played in a tiny little window that wouldn't full-screen itself. then i tried it with the DVD player programme, told it what drive to play from, and it found the file right away, and let me full-screen it.

so :P to windows media player...

anyway. worked last night, 6.00 - 2.30, which was knackering... then we decided to go for a drive up clent hills to see if we could find mars away from the light pollution (we didn't) and i decided i would never survive living in the country. it's too dark. ah, i'm a true city girl...

what else... no, i think that's it...

oh, only that i cannot for the life of me decide what to go as for halloween.

go to this thread on the beeb farscape board. it's zhaan! on our little board!

of course, you can only reply if you're registered, but still, whee!

so. let us mourn the loss of great things. here's my list; feel free to add your own as appropriate. in no particular order:

1) starting with tonight's escapade into what used to be jonathan creek, allow me to mourn the loss of maddy. carla, i can tell, is only going to get more irritating. want maddy back now. "the three gamblers" (final episode of series three, if anyone remembers that far back) showed potential for the jonathan/maddy relationship, bizarre though it is. the episode before that had them bloody sleeping together, and they want us to believe that this means nothing? that jonathan would fall back on carla, of all people? geez. an explanation to maddy's whereabouts was given in a throwaway line in the last christmas special, "satan's chimney", when carla was introduced - the blonder, slimmer new female lead. hm. pandering to male audiences, anyone? i wanted acknowledgement of maddy's existence, at the very least. whether they like it or not, it was the tension between maddy and jonathan that kept the majority of viewers interested - it's a fact of life, human instinct. ferchrissakes, when mulder went AWOL, at least they made a fuss about it.

which brings me nicely on to...

2) the x-files - i stuck with it til the end, albeit very badly for season 8 before rediscovering its wonderfulness in season 9. it represents the end of an era for me. well, it represents 9 years of my life that i wasted obsessing about it, but it's all the same in the end... at least x-files got a decent send off, and there's talk of a second movie. anything that reaches cult status within two seasons will never die...

3) farscape, of course, will be no more in two weeks' time. and the circumstances surrounding this turn of events suck in the suckiest way possible. it's going to end on a cliffhanger, and it's going to be horrible, and we're all going to cry for a week. or i will. whatever, it's going to be the most evil cliffhanger imaginable and i'm actually scared. above that, i'm disappointed and frelled off beyond belief that something like farscape, which - shock! horror! - has decent writing, believable characters and - oh, god, no! - deals with real issues that could, perhaps, affect real people, and not in a prettyprettyfluffy manner, either, gets cancelled, while things like big brother and the countless other pointless reality shows keep on getting damn well made.

hence, there are about a million tiny little loose ends thrown in amongst the larger main ones that will never get tied up; who the father of aeryn's child is (because we still don't know for sure); whether that baby will even be born; what scorpius' motives are; the ever-deepening relationship between him and sikozu; the recurring tension between chi and d'argo; where the heck noranti came from; how jool's doing; whether they'll all get home; whether there'll even be a happy ending. but these things mean nothing to television executives, of course, just the fact that they apparently can't afford to give us that much. i have faith that, given time, kemper and co could have adequately written an ending, but they weren't even given the chance. that, i think, probably sucks the most...

*sigh*

this, possibly, is a rant that should have come back in september. moving on...

4) buffy the vampire slayer - if anyone hasn't already heard, season 7 is to be the last. but at least buffy will have time to write a proper ending, which is more than farscape got. i still dread, though, that joss will prove himself to be the evil-anti-spuffy i think he is, in which case i'll be ranting a lot more come the end of the season...

5) frasier is also on its final season - season 10, admittedly. i am only glad that they finally redeemed the niles/daphne storyline after about 8 years of niles- and viewer-torture. i don't hold out much hope for roz and frasier, despite their also sleeping together at the end of last season. it seems to have been conveniently ignored. but i do have at least some faith in the writing team and they'll probably surprise me...

6) futurama, i think, also got axed by fox. which is quite suspect when you consider the similarities between it and farscape, but i won't read anything into that and turn it into a conspiracy... i think it got axed because it wasn't doing as well as its big sister, the simpsons - well, duh. the simpsons has been running for about twelve bloody years; futurama's only been going for what? five? and it's probably only seen as 'scifi' even though it's also an animation, and we all know the stigmae attached to that, don't we?

7) going away from television a moment - cats is closed, as you all know. (incidentally, go here and click on the "cats and me" link, for my long-awaited eulogy-of-sorts.) it's also touring at the moment and i'll be seeing it in 2 weeks. oh, two weeks? whee! *ahem* anyway. yes. it's touring. and rather than going to the brum hippodrome, it's going to the wolverhampton grand. which is more expensive. so thwarting my plans of seeing it many many times, and similarly thwarting plans of front row seats because i should really have booked it by now...

8) i worry intensely about the phantom of the opera, the more things are said about the movie, which is now definitely going ahead because they've found a director, and it seems that antonio banderas is still being considered for the lead. i've give up hope entirely in that regard, and hereby state for all and sundry (well, those who read this and/or care in the slightest) that i will not be seeing it. in fact, i hope it flops and teaches andrew lloyd webber a lesson. and believe me, if it had anyone but antonio banderas being considered, i'd be praying for it to get oscars. that aside, what worries me even more is the prospect that, once filmed, it'll be considered some kind of 'definitive' version of the show, just like the video for cats was. the result of that was the show closing. if andrew lloyd webber closes phantom, one of his most successful and sell-out shows... god, there are no words for the sense of dread i get thinking about it...

9) back to television. deep space nine ended a while back. i miss it. i'm fed up of constant frelling the next generation repeats. d.s.9 was far superior, in my opinion (which is undoubtedly in a minority) and yet has it ever been repeated? not that i can remember on terrrestrial... however, i can't rant about the show itself, because, as finales went, the d.s.9 one was perfect. they tied up the war arc, the focussed on what all the characters were going to do next, they redeemed themselves on the dax/bashir plotline, even, to some degree (even though they tortured the odo/kira-ers beyond belief in the process) and they left it wide open for a movie sequel. that's how you do a finale.

10) voyager, on the other hand... voyager's finale sucked. i mean really. it can be summed up as "oh, no, not another temporal prime directive storyline.", of which berman and braga seem to be far too fond (look at the pilot of enterprise, for god's sake... that's as far as i managed to watch...) i mean, come on, guys? blowing up the borg and changing the future? can't you do any better than that? not to mention pairing chakotay and seven and managing to alienate two groups of shippers at once. just because one of the actors thinks it's a good idea (jeri ryan, i think it was, in fact...) doesn't necessarily mean it IS a good idea. jesus... also, there was nothing even remotely decent, character's-future-wise. nothing. all the reunions, save for the oh-so-precious meeting between admiral paris and tom and b'elanna, voyager's couple of choice for the entire damn run, were conveniently avoided in the hope we'd all forgotten. what happened to libby? mark? t'pel? (no, not t'pol... t'pel was tuvok's wife...) b'elanna's father? seven's aunt? and what about the maquis?

you see?

i could go on longer, but i won't. there's too many things. however, people may feel free to add their own, as i said...

i'm getting that feeling again.

that feeling like i'm going to fall out with every-sodding-body i know, for one reason or another, over completely pointless things, and probably beyond my control. i spent the entire morning having a ranting match with someone on the farscape bbc board, when normally i would have stepped back and let it fly. i feel like just picking fights with people, just shouting "what's your goddamn problem?!" just so i can clear the air.

tensions are rife over "farscape" now there's only however many episodes left to go. four? something hideous like that. tensions are even further fraught over the fact that the beeb are showing two episodes a week as of next week, and they believe this to be good scheduling...

hence, everyone i know through "farscape" is getting pissed off, (rightly so) and it's making me pissed off even more than i am already about everyone taking it out on each other at every available opportunity. last week was frelling hellish, with one thing or another - saturday night, for two hours during "little shop" and those ten minutes of rambling conversation/gush with y-k-w were the high point of the year so far. for the former, i was just completely relaxed (until the last ten minutes or so, at which point my nerves kicked in again) and i realised, not for the first time, that i'm only ever completely, utterly happy when i'm sitting at a show (depending on whether or not my "iwannabeinamusical" hormone is active or not...) because i adore the genre, and i admire the people who perform in it even though i could never aspire to their standards. i'm humbled, but euphoric.

on a semi-related note, my body completely is not strong enough to cope with the demands my emotions put on it, as proven by my collapsing after meeting him...

i have a proposal to make.

everyone who is angry, for whatever reason - here is your chance to vent. comment on this post. rant at me, rant at the world, rant at yourself, whatever. if you rant at me, especially, feel free to bitch, because if anyone's angry with me i'd appreciate knowing why instead of wondering, constantly, what i've done wrong. i put it to you all: "what is your problem?"

i can't promise not to pass judgement, because right now i'm feeling too opinionated for my own good, but i will promise not to rant back unless i'm agreeing with you.

bring it on.

this won't make sense to many of you, but i'll say it anyway.

the deplorable anna sun (or AnnaSun Spank you very much!) from the bbc farscape board, has, for some unknown reason, found the poems i posted under my other pen name about a year ago. and not only that, she's blimmin' reviewed them...

in a word, meep.

(oh, and on a slightly less scary note, although only just, there were about 5 reviews for cradle on random chapters from someone called "timeends" who seemed to make random comments... but hey, i'm only 19 away from 200 reviews now, so i won't complain :D)

ow. brain going to explode from over-shippiness. john and aeryn and sikozu and scorp and niles and daphne, all in the space of 5 hours. a girl can only squeal so much...

and then, having calmed down, i mistakenly re-watch the last 15 seconds all over again, which makes me giggly for the second time tonight.

i really shouldn't get so emotionally attached. but jesus, i'd missed the shippiness...

...and further proof that you can pretty much crossover farscape with absolutely anything...

farscape meets harry potter

harry = john
ron = d'argo
hermione = aeryn
mcgonagall = zhaan
dumbledore = pilot
ginny = chiana
snape = scorpius
malfoy = crais (or braca, depending on whose side you want crais to be on...)
and finally, hogwarts = moya


tee hee. this was naomi's fault, by the way.

i did chapter 22 of "cradle". oh, yes, i did. i am a good and useful updater-type-person.

and now i'm going to bed. bad sleeping pattern frellage bad, bad, bad. and still getting disturbing images from this:

it's chiana! no, wait, it's aeryn. no, hang on, it's... faith brown??

i'm currently resisting the temptation to post on the bbc farscape board under the post about the claudia and wayne event that i couldn't afford to go to, with the words "i hate you all..."

it's taking every ounce of my will-power, i can tell you...

she and i have a whole bunch of these to go on fahrbot.com when it's done and dusted (give us another 4 years; we might have something resembling content... :P) but here's one to be going on with:

minh and cyril's silly caption collection:



(i do realise it's somewhat illegible. this was an experiment, and i have been duly shouted at for it. it says: "Erk... all right. I... I didn't see that. Very sorry, sir. I'll let you finish... um... interrogating..." it appealed to my recently released inner john/scorp-er. at least, that's what naomi thinks...)

in addition to this plea, i would like to add that there is an email address at CrackersDoMatter@yahoo.com which the cast and crew know about. If you want to say a few words, feel free to do so...

so i went to lloyd's on friday to help him write something. this went hideously wrong and we ended up writing fanfic...

here be sillyfic

sweet - dialogue-only fic included above. it resembles yours to begin with, but hey, it was 1am. sorry...

and the second one i'm going to extend into a full-blown sillyfic and put on FFN at some point...

I will LJ-cut it because it's very long... Enjoy!

( The SFX Event - a Synopsis )

If you're still alive, keep reading. It only gets better. However, you'll probably all want to kill me...

( Saturday 22nd June 2002 )

And finally... Sunday will have to go in another entry, because LJ is informing me that there aren't enough characters to do it. So... um... yes. Useful. See next entry...

i'm going to kill john. i am. even though i vaguely recall mentioning this on saturday night, but, just because i listen to the frelling soundtrack does NOT mean i want the idea permanently embedded in my brain...

*sigh*

"labyrinth" meets "farscape". my original idea being to do a role reversal and have john as sarah, but upon realising that sarah has black hair...

jareth - john. okay. hear me out. envisage our favourite goblin king. now envisage john. amalgamate. giggle extensively. :D and, naturally, this would be john doing the PK accent because just mmmmmmm...
sarah - aeryn. you know what, now i really want to hear claudia do that whole "through dangers untold" spiel...
toby - okay, bear with me... maybe it could be a Prowler that john steals when she complains about it...? i'll work on it...
hoggle - rygel? similarish personalities...
ludo - d'argo, obviously.
sir didymus and ambrocious - for some reason... i can't get the image out of my head of a really vicious stark being piggy-backed around by chiana... oh, come on! she IS the dulux dog!!
the little goblin inside the humunculus - crais. obviously. just imagine him saying the "that wasn't very nice!" line :)
the goblins - DRDs

okay, that's... well... crap. i'll work on it.

but again, i say. i am going to kill john.