Boss Out of Town wrote:
Given that Poe just did a half-naked pin-up of Leah, that might be a good topic to avoid. Of course, if you want to follow the logic and speculate on how Riley is actually based on Poe, hilarity could result.
I figure that I am going to be thrown into the volcano at this point no matter what I do or do not do... and without regard to my being the anti-virgin who would doubtlessly enrage the volcano goddess enough to erupt in a torrent of flaming menstrual fury. And, no, I am not refering to Impy as the angry menstrual goddess. Obviously that position would fall to Onion.
Imagine the hair just a bit longer, tack on some glasses and a bit of facial hair. Yeah... that sounds about right. As for the whole boobie thing, what man
hasn't had the whole if-I-were-a-lesbian fantasy going at one point or another. And tack on a big freaking cock because every man
has to have a big freaking cock. Even when they don't. Its kindof my gender's proof of self worth bound in anatomical form.
Alternately,
he might be Leah and
Impy might be Riley... which raises a whole tsunami of interesting mental images right then and there. You have to admit that Impy is the dominant partner in the relationship, the one pulling Poe out of whatever angst-well he has most recently dug for himself. She is the fun one, the one to do stupid (and fun) things on a whim and act as his counterbalance. This could definitely be the cock metaphor.
Leah's fit of mindless exercise (probably to be followed by more mindless exercise of the pelvic-bumping kind) might be a sign that Poe wants to pick up his fair share of fun and stupid if all the bullshit the world has heaped on him would just get the hell off.
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DarkTemplar4ever wrote:
soo.... Poe has boobs we didn't know about?
*puts this in the notes for the potential upcoming fanfic*
Just kidding. I have enough self preservation (barely) to avoid writing fullblown erotica of Poe and Impy without at least the implied permission of one of the parties. The rest of you unfortunate bastards, on the other hand, may not be so lucky.
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actor_au wrote:
Labrat's friends can't run away, as they are only the skins of the people he's drowned in his own semen, carefully stitched together and stuffed with cooking chocolate.