The Fans of Findley K. Boyd.

[logansrogue]

This is one for the Xena folks. Me and octopedingenue loooove Findle. He's funny, he's clever, he knows everything about rock and roll and he says 'OMG' and he's a grown man. So we decided we'd be his FANGIRLS!!

We decided to do everything fangirls do! Merchandise, buttons and bumper stickers, and then the gem, the prize, the piece de resistance, the real PROOF that you've made it:

REAL PERSON FIC!!!

So we decided to write some together. I kept our names in the chat so you know who was clever and said what thing. Cause we're ego girls, you know. Anyway, without further ado:



The Beauty of Findley.

By Kawcrow and Nancy.

Nancy: HAHahah Tina just goes, "Findle's rippled body..."
Kawcrow: like a potato chip? o_O
Nancy: yeah something like that LOL
Nancy: She said she meant ripped
Nancy: She only just got up
Nancy: LOL
Kawcrow: LOLOLOL
Kawcrow: "Findle's body rippled in the breeze, like a manly oak tree."
Nancy: *falls over laughing*
Nancy: "And like a reed I quivered!"
Kawcrow: "a WOMANLY reed."
Nancy: *nods* Womanly reed
Nancy: Nancy: Kawcrow: "a WOMANLY reed."
Findle3:
Nancy: YOU MADE HIM WHIMPER!!!
Kawcrow: AND YOU DIDN"T!
Kawcrow: *is triumphant*
Kawcrow: let's porn him some more!@
Nancy: okay!
Kawcrow: womanly reed.
Kawcrow: hmmm.
Nancy: sung like a womanly reed
Nancy: and how I ached that his boughs would bend towards me
Kawcrow: O, gentle breeze, how I wished you would aid us in the consummation of our arborial love!
Nancy: LOL!!!!
Nancy: We have to save this for him so he doesn't miss out on any of it
Kawcrow: yes!
Kawcrow: okay
Kawcrow: arborial love!
Kawcrow: keep goin'!
Nancy: hmm
Nancy: The tender leaves of his branches caress my slender body
Kawcrow: "I feel desire oscillating through my nubile body."
Nancy: LOL
Nancy: "His firm timbre calls me!"
Kawcrow: "Kee-WHIT! Kee-WHIT! Kee-WHIT!"
Kawcrow: "is the call of his wild love."
Nancy: *screams with laughter*
Nancy: oh my God I'm CRYING!!!
Nancy: *laughs so hard*
Nancy: "I hear it and my nectar flows!"
Kawcrow: "Why does the caged bird sing? It sings for YOU, my Findle!"
Nancy: "It wishes to be free, and amongst your woody protection!"
Kawcrow: "Come free my birdy, Findle."
Nancy: "Make her FLY!"
Kawcrow: "You are the wind beneath my wings!"
Nancy: "The bough beneath my scaly bird-feet!"
Kawcrow: "The grain in my birdseed!"
Nancy: "Put your water in my tray!"
Nancy: (This is getting so very silly!! LOL!)
Kawcrow: (what, it started OUT seriously? LOL)
Kawcrow: "Take me, you hunka hunka burning hunks!"
Nancy: "Make me a WOMAN!"
Kawcrow: "That's what they call you, you know."
Kawcrow: "The WOMAN-MAKER"
Nancy: "Not the MAN-Maker. NO SLASH!"
Nancy: "Your call echoes into the night..."
Kawcrow: "...beckoning all the loveliest maidens to your side..."
Nancy: "Which you deflower like a commanding Sultan..."
Kawcrow: "...and then they make you cookies!"
Nancy: "Your harem of delicious beauties... let me be your harem girl too!"
Kawcrow: "For you, I'll kick all the other harem girls' asses!"
Kawcrow: "In chocolate pudding!"
Kawcrow: "And let you watch!"
Nancy: "An clean up the mess! With your TONGUE!"
Kawcrow: "Does that not sound entertaining, O my Findle?"
Nancy: "Does it not sound delightful? Show me your delight! Show me SHOW me!"
Kawcrow: "Findle Findle, he's our man! If he can't do it, no one can!"
Nancy: "Do it! Do it! Do it right! Do it now from morn till night!"
Kawcrow: "Findle the Mighty, Captain of Debauchery! If you need a special tryst, he's the guy you can't resist!"
Nancy: "Your fingers play that lute so expertly! O Findle, tickle my fret, make me sing!"
Kawcrow: "My heart expands like warm yeasty dough at the thought of you."
Nancy: WARM YEASTY DOUGH? WAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Nancy: "My oven burns beyond all heat at your touch!"
Kawcrow: "Let's get baked together!"
Nancy: Oh that's good, that's really good!!
Nancy: "Roasting in the fire of our eternal love!"
Kawcrow: "It's like Hell, only nice!"
Nancy: AHAHAH
Nancy: "And if THIS be Hell, then may God leave me here forever! Oh you lusty demon!"
Nancy: "But you are too good, too lovely, so you must be an angel!!"
Kawcrow: "But angels have no external genitalia!"
Kawcrow: "Oh, man, either way, I'm in trouble!"
Nancy: "Trouble! Thy name is Findley. K. BOYD!!!"
Kawcrow: "Trouble with capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for PRETTY!"
Nancy: "Pretty EYES, pretty BODY... if only you were a MOVIE STAR! Then I could stick a poster of you on my wall and touch myself while looking into your halftone printed eyes!"
Nancy: (That's so wrong)
Nancy: (HAHAHAHAA)
Kawcrow: (YOU ARE *EVIL*)
Nancy: (I KNOW! I WIN!!!)
Kawcrow: (you do. I concur.)
Nancy: *victory dance*
Kawcrow: *shudder*
Nancy: Mistiec: LOL
Mistiec: you are BOTH DORKS.\



*sighs, sated*

Was it good for you too?

Comments

[zebeckras.livejournal.com]

I can't decide on a response *lol* Part of me is going "You guys are so dumb" and part of me is going "I wanna be a Findle fangirl!!" And part of me is just going "Dammit, these are the things I miss while I'm away." LOL!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Why not go with all three? I know I was thinking the first two for the entire time I was writing it. Besides, three is a good number. Magic number. We can be the Furies of Findleness. OooOOooh! Alliteration! Spiffy! It works. How 'bout it girl? *grins evilly*