First post, yo
Jan. 12th, 2008 18:53![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I am writing a long, digusting, probably cliche work, and I am actually making decent progress on it. Will I ever post it? Who knows. In the meantime, here is a short thing I dreamed up while I was brushing my teeth.
Title: An Extended Metaphor
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Pairing: Stan/Kyle
Rating: G
Summary: In what way, exactly, is Kyle like a bicycle?
Word count: 317
Kyle Broflovski thought of himself as Stan Marsh’s training bike.
It wasn’t because he was being ridden, because remarkably, he wasn’t. No, it was because he was Stan’s training bike. Everyone starts out riding a tricycle, and then they get on a training bike, which is substantially different, because the wheels come off. And when the rider has worked up enough courage to take the wheels off, one of two things happens: Either he falls off and never wants to get near a bike again, or he wants a bigger, better, nicer bike.
If you fall off your first two-wheeler, maybe you try a few more times — get back on, attempt to keep steady. But ultimately you’re wounded, and the memory of falling off in front of everyone — all of your friends — is painful. And so you shun bikes altogether, sticking with rollerblades. You hang your childhood bike up in the garage, where you see it sometimes, and it reminds you of your failure. It’s a warm, bittersweet memory: You tried, you really tried. But you just aren’t a person who can ride a bike.
Infinitely more horrifying for Kyle was the second scenario: If Stan could ride a two-wheeler, if he was happy riding a two-wheeler, he would want a better one. He would sell his old bike to buy a new one, and ride that. He’d love it. He’d ride through town — or a college campus, or a big city — with the wind whipping through his hair, racing toward a destination that his old bike would never see. Even in this scenario, in which Kyle imagined Stan sometimes using rollerblades, he’d still sold his training bike.
But whatever happened, Kyle knew that Stan would never want to ride the same lame training bike forever. And so he dreaded the day when the wheels would come off, because that would be the beginning of the end.
And then I cross-posted it everywhere.
Title: An Extended Metaphor
Author:
sekrit_omgPairing: Stan/Kyle
Rating: G
Summary: In what way, exactly, is Kyle like a bicycle?
Word count: 317
Kyle Broflovski thought of himself as Stan Marsh’s training bike.
It wasn’t because he was being ridden, because remarkably, he wasn’t. No, it was because he was Stan’s training bike. Everyone starts out riding a tricycle, and then they get on a training bike, which is substantially different, because the wheels come off. And when the rider has worked up enough courage to take the wheels off, one of two things happens: Either he falls off and never wants to get near a bike again, or he wants a bigger, better, nicer bike.
If you fall off your first two-wheeler, maybe you try a few more times — get back on, attempt to keep steady. But ultimately you’re wounded, and the memory of falling off in front of everyone — all of your friends — is painful. And so you shun bikes altogether, sticking with rollerblades. You hang your childhood bike up in the garage, where you see it sometimes, and it reminds you of your failure. It’s a warm, bittersweet memory: You tried, you really tried. But you just aren’t a person who can ride a bike.
Infinitely more horrifying for Kyle was the second scenario: If Stan could ride a two-wheeler, if he was happy riding a two-wheeler, he would want a better one. He would sell his old bike to buy a new one, and ride that. He’d love it. He’d ride through town — or a college campus, or a big city — with the wind whipping through his hair, racing toward a destination that his old bike would never see. Even in this scenario, in which Kyle imagined Stan sometimes using rollerblades, he’d still sold his training bike.
But whatever happened, Kyle knew that Stan would never want to ride the same lame training bike forever. And so he dreaded the day when the wheels would come off, because that would be the beginning of the end.
And then I cross-posted it everywhere.
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Date: 2008-01-13 02:40 (UTC)Oh, when I read "And then I cross-posted it everywhere," I was like, wut? *FAILS* ANYWAY, great writing! I hope to see more Stan/Kyle from you!
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Date: 2008-01-13 03:21 (UTC)Anyway. Thank you! The standards in this fandom are so much higher than in the others I've been in, I'm like doubly flattered that you enjoyed it.
Well, I cross-posted it to www.fanfiction.net. How insane of me.
I hope I can provide you with more Stan/Kyle. I don't know what came over me, but I'm obsessed now. Do you want to request something? I can't promise I'll write it, but I like ideas.
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Date: 2008-01-13 03:34 (UTC)I can be your "first" everything, dahling. *cracks up*
ANYWAY. Don't worry. From your first SP ficlet, I can certainly tell that you will meet standards, if not go beyond them. Oooh, expectations. ;) And what other fandoms have you been in, by the way? ...I'm getting creepier and creepier by the letter.
Man, I haven't checked ff.net for a while. LJ has the bulk of the fanfics of my other fandoms, but ff.net, for some reason, has most of the South Park ones. ?_?
Oh, yay! Obsession! :D And thank you for the request offer!! Unfortunately, I am devoid of ideas. D: Well, perhaps a prompt word will help. How about "water bottle"? ...Random. Happy writing to you! :Db
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Date: 2008-01-13 05:15 (UTC)The expectations are crippling, my god. I shouldn't have posted this; now I have something to live up to. Anyway, would you believe LOTR and Xiaolin Showdown? Both of which I am still active in. I just ... I have to keep them separate from SP.
Yeah, I am still trying to figure out where the bulk of the SP action is because I kind of refuse to believe it's on fanfiction.net. I mean, really. Really?
Mmm, yeah. I can give "water bottle" a shot. Although I make no promises as to when it'll arrive...
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Date: 2008-01-13 19:49 (UTC)Expectations are crippling? THEY ARE EMPOWERING!! Do you feel it running through your veins? The need to surpass your yesterday's being?! OK, I'm done with that. Anyway, aaa, LotR and Xiaolin Showdown. I've only seen those once or something. Lol, you have to separate them from SP? And what got you into SP so suddenly?
Most of the fanfics are on ff.net. SP just never really became an LJ thing. :S
I'm just imagining Stan or Kyle being corny and pouring a water bottle on himself like a porn star. *sheepish grin*
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Date: 2008-01-14 00:23 (UTC)Mmm, I could totally work that in. Although when you would see it, or in what context, I don't know.
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Date: 2008-01-13 03:58 (UTC)As a sucker for metaphors (and as an 18-year-old who can't ride a bike), I adored this! :) In the words of the person above me, fantastically developed. Welcome to the fandom! (Although I'm a n00b too, so I'm not sure how much that means from me...)
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Date: 2008-01-13 05:24 (UTC)I've actually been reading and digging your ficlets, which are seemingly posted every fucking day. I am impressed by your output. Well-played.
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Date: 2008-01-13 14:52 (UTC)Yay! Thanks! I just replied to your review a sec ago, actually. Yeah, I'm trying to spend as much time as I can writing now because in 9 days I go back to school and all my free time will vanish into thin air :(
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