To all those whom I apparently control:
I'm sitting here looking at the latest "...it's all Michelle's fault..." wondering what I've done to deserve this again, when it hit me. Why the hell am I fighting this? Apparently I have powers. Persuasive powers. Why can't I just run with that? So in that spirit, I am issuing the following decrees:
josephides shall immediately commence co-writing the third installment of the Dark and Stormy fics: Return of the Cheese.
suzvoy shall sprint back to the safe arms of Sam/Jack where she will complete any and all outstanding WIPs so long as they don't interfere with her Remedies series.
nandamai shall continue to write lovely Sam/Jack smut, preferably using the phrase "greased weasels" as much as possible. After all, you can never say, "going at it like a pair of greased weasels" often enough in life.
hyari shall write more parodies as they amuse me so. Slash parodies shall be acceptable.
spikesbuffy shall continue making endless screen captions, as they also amuse me.
familyarchives shall continue making SG icons. Again, they cause much amusement.
I believe I have issued specific demands to all those I know I control. If I missed you but you really feel I control you, go get me a cookie.
Oh, and if you think I'm serious about any of this, then I'm really, really sad for you. Really.
