titusnowl: (crank cunt)
So there was a Charloft prompt about your character's pyjamas, and I'm still fucking freezing so COZY CLOTHES are on the mind, so here are TOO MANY WORDS ABOUT PONCE'S WARDROBERead more... )
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I got bored with that avatar maker. Read more... )
titusnowl: (TF2 Spy)
Terry doesn't know it, but he takes after both his parents in ways that would be quite recognizable if they were on speaking terms.Read more... )
titusnowl: (TF2 Spy)
What (Not?) To Wear
How Poor Fashion Decisions Lead To True Romance in Catherine Airlie's The Ways of Love

By Thierry Martin

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So every time I try to draw Ponce in either incarnation ('68 or WWAU) I accidentally draw him being left-handed.

MAYBE THAT'S WHY HE CAN'T SHOOT FOR SHIT! :V They only give you right-handed holsters and weaponry and he can't aim with his off hand and eye! :V

(edit: they would have tried to beat the left-handedness out of him but I don't think that ever took very well on most people. My father's still left-handed despite his teachers' best efforts, and it's even harder to teach yourself to use your non-dominant eye)

ALSO:
WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
(Ponce) Adored by thousands!
titusnowl: (guinness)
"I never noticed there was a security camera in the kitchen!" Spy peered up at the little metal box, evidently delighted from tip to toe. "I wonder if that's standard equipment, or if someone installed it because previous residents had trouble with teammates nicking their things from the refrigerator or something? Do you suppose these things actually get recorded, or at least watched, or anything like that? Just think, we've a camera in our kitchen - it's like we're Julia Child or something! We should put on a cooking show for the benefit of whomever may be privileged to watch it."

And thus was born....

COOKING WITH PONCE


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titusnowl: (and that's terrible)
Now, the basics of cricket are quite simple. There are two Wicket Gates, which are constructed by hammering three croquet mallets into the ground and balancing two more sticks atop them so as to form a sort of very squared-off M shape; the bowler - so called because he wears a brown derby; he performs the part of the pitcher in the game - stands at one of them, and the batsman stands at the other. The batsman is assisted by a young lad called the robin, whose job it is to bring out the proper paddle for the batsman at the proper time, depending upon what type of pitch the bowler announces beforehand. This is where the sporting rules of England differ from those of America; for in American baseball, of course, the pitcher seeks to surprise the batter in a highly ungentlemanly manner, whereas in cricket, everything is carried out politely.

The bowler announces his pitch, the robin brings the paddle, and the batsman strikes. If the batsman misses and the bowler knocks the wicket down, then the batsman is out, and must perform a Penalty Dance, with the number of points assigned to the bowler's team being determined by the judges' opinion of the dance - the better he dances, you see, the fewer points his team will lose, and so there's a great deal of impetus for the development of attractive steps and styles.

If, however, the batsman manages to connect with the ball - which is called a widgeon - he then proceeds to run back and forth between the two sets of wickets, scoring a point for each time he manages the complete circuit, and an extra ten for each fifth lap. The rest of the bowler's team, in the offsides - the equivalent of baseball's outfield - need to find the widgeon, catch it, and tap the batsman out to end his run.

The offsides consist of four chaps called the Left Needle, Right Needle, Half-Penny and Farthing, with the Needles being nearest to the wickets, Half-Penny being just about midfield and keeping to the center, and Farthing covering the rear of the field on the off-chance that the widgeon will be propelled out that way. It is not unusual for Farthings to spend entire matches sitting down; in fact they are supplied with stools for that express purpose, and at formal matches they serve double-duty by protecting the catering table from the predations of wildlife and street urchins.

This secondary function of the Farthing is required by the sheer length of a formal match. While a pickup game may be played only to 100 points, formal matches are three days long, played in two-hour shifts from ten o'clock until noon, breaking for lunch, playing again from two o'clock until four, breaking for tea, playing one more time from five-thirty until seven-thirty, and then breaking again to resume the next morning.

The best-known of the cricket matches is called the Ashes, because the prize is an urn containing the cremated remains of King Arthur, the inventor of the sport.

(Ponce goes on to explain that he played Left Needle at prep school, but did not make the team at Eton.)
titusnowl: (typewriter keys)
One evening, in his bed, cuddled close beneath the blankets and enjoying the pleasant lassitude of post-sex relaxation, Ponce gently kisses Crusoe's neck and smiles at him without pulling back any further than is necessary to make eye contact. "I've gotten dreadfully fond of you, you know."

There's an odd light in his eyes, the look of a man who firmly believes he has just signed his own death warrant; but he says nothing further, just snuggles in and - to all appearances - falls firmly asleep.

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