in a jar by the door

so, I wanted to write -- and started worldbuilding like CRAZY -- a sort of Heroes/X-Men/bandom mashup where our intrepid heroes (male and female) lived in a dystopia that thought it was a place of plucky determination protecting the people from dangerous terrorists minorities mutants and in it, I...gave Patrick the mother of all identity crises. Like, I was mean to *everyone* (except Joe. Joe always gets off pretty lightly in my worldbuilding, 'cause even in the vampire AU where he has a tragical angsty past, mostly he is a badass marine who wants to kill on vampire assholes and maybe smoke some pot in his off time. this is mostly because Joe makes me go all :D :D :D :D a lot because he's *Joe*), but I was meanest (I think) to Patrick (what? I love him *best*. Of course I was meanest to him), 'cause I made him a shapeshifter who couldn't hold onto a shape. Woooooo identity issues up the wazoo.

And it was mostly because Patrick, maybe more than any of the people in bandom, has a *million* faces. He's Eleanor Rigby, except uh. Less sad and a fuck of a lot louder. Case in point!

( oh who am I kidding, this is really just an excuse to somewhat randomly picspam Patrick. HI PATRICK. YOU ARE STILL MY FAVORITE AND I WOULD NAIL YOU THROUGH THE FLOOR. )

sulk!

the UK release of Rock Band is gonna have Muse's "Hysteria."

*pouts* I want to be able to play that song! It is awesome!

bleh

not awesome = coughing like an 18th century consumptive.