Hot or Not?

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, it's another game. Bite me.

You know the drill. Rank the person above you from 1 (Dumptruck ugly) to 10 (I want you, you want me, let's have a good time). Be as nice--or mean--as ya damn well feel like.

First person you get to rank is yours truly. And remember, I know where you live.

Comments

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

That's what I like to hear.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

I can see fine. I have x-ray vision. I built it into my eyeballs.

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

Fuck yeah!

...it's Connor, isn't it? Go on, you can tell me.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

... that is so cool. So absolutely unfair, but so very cool.

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

You're somewhere between a six and a nine. I'm not entirely sure yet.

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

Should my knight master, however, arrive...

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

I said I wasn't going to tell you, didn't I?

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

It is also a lie.

But by now I am on the other side of the room and running. Ha ha, you can't catch me.

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

Oh come on now, please? Please? We've enough fucking mystery in our lives.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

[pause for thought]

While I hesitate to say anything that could be construed as an insult, is this a considerate warning that the dude's a lech?

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

I can live comfortably with either of those.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

No! I will ambush you with the scissors if I have to. Whenever you least expect it, there I will be, waiting to make the hair explosion slightly less dramatic.

And I only can't catch you because I'm short. I can't control that!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

I'll risk the racism against robots and go with a seven and a half.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Don't think I'm above holding you at arm's length. If you cut me while flailing around, I'm not taking the blame for your Violations going up. Also I am never sitting down again. Your brilliant plan is foiled.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

I think you're very cute. And I'm pretty sure you're sharp enough to know the difference between a compliment from a friend and a perv who should be keeping their distance, so I don't mind saying so. Make sure your boyfriend knows what a lucky guy he is.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

{giggles}

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

[considers] Not... a lech, I would say, though of course the court is rife with that type. Young Sir William is, well, young. And perhaps over-eager to fall in love with beautiful young ladies.

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

I see... well, um, thank you. I think.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Well, since you said please.

... yeah, it was Connor. And now you're going to hate me forever.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

The arms-length thing is cheating, and I don't have any Violations or a warning.

... and it wasn't so much a plan as a not-entirely-thought-out idea, but your hair will be cut. You can't keep your guard up forever!

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Seriously, have you thought this out? You know that comic about the ridiculously happy family with the birds and shit, and each year the kid gets a haircut and it makes his nose look like a bowling ball and his ears look like tennis rackets and everybody laughs at his awkwardness and pain? Yeah, that's me. Only more like a beanpole. The jewfro stays.

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

You too?

[st-aequitas.livejournal.com]

Nah, I don't hate ya. Lost a bit of respect for you...

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

Well, thank you!



At least you didn't give me a 10.

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

I guess I'll say seven. For now, anyway.