All interactive, all the time.

[hackthis_archive]

The inspiration for this post came to me in the middle of the night, like all good ideas. I'd originally planned to do a 7 Sins version for the Postcard Secret sga_flashfic challenge, but I am no artist. I have no editing programmes. I couldn't even put text on these, and that has given me a whole new appreciation for the artists out there, so go out there and show them some love.

Right. I digress.

Here's my take on the Postcard Secret phenomenon (i.e. the website where people send postcards with their secrets).

Multifandom
Interactive.

Shakespeare had it wrong. My only hate sprung from my only love.

I'm tired of pretending.

One day he is going to leave me for someone else.

One day his ego will get us all killed.

I watch him sleep. Even I think this is creepy.

He leads. I follow. So does everyone else.

He was not the first heir.

At least I speak their language.

She touched what is mine. I hate her.

I think she loves him more than she loves me. I think I love him more too.

I have killed for him. I would do it again in a heartbeat.

Some days I believe he is my only friend.

He is not his father's son.

I am only doing this to make him happy.

Sometimes I wish she had died.

I have loved you since the day we met.

I am having second thoughts.

I have nothing left to believe in anymore.

His repression is ruining everything,

I'm less afraid of them than I am of loving her.

Comments

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but he doesn't like those people. He thinks you're spunky, you want a job? Seriously, he totally growled in my head. This is so wrong.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

If I was Ari's assistant there would either be bloodshed or...yeah, you know what? Why don't I just say thanks, but no thanks?

bye now.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Aw, c'mon? Don't believe all those stories about me! That sexual harassment case never made it to court -- none of'em did! I was all a fucking set up!

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Oh, please. I am not 19, despite what the cashiers at the liquor store always seem to think. I'd say pull the other one, but I don't want to encourage you.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

*leers*

I've heard all kinds of things about you, you sure you don't want to reconsider and work something out? I can be a very generous man you know.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

a) what kinds of things?
b) who exactly did you hear these things from?
c) how generous are we talking? And by that, I mean, how many percentage points?

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Points? Baby, you're an assistant. The only points in your life as the ones you call in to the bookie for the Lakers game.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Yep, that's what I thought. Thanks for playing, have a nice day! Don't blow too many dicks on your way home tonight!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Aw, you're cute, shame about the attitude.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

That's funny, that's exactly what I said to a friend about you.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Huh, you're funny. Are you married, cos I always have room for another wife.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Hah. Look, I'll be honest, Mrs. Ari scares me more than you ever will. She scares you too, don't front.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I just let her *think* she's in charge, you gotta keep the bitches happy or they'll burn your clothes.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow, you're just a master of the sweet talk, you know that? *rolls eyes*

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm no pussy. For that you gotta go to ICM.