It's that special time of year again: UPFRONTS!

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This week is upfronts. For the people who don't know, upfronts are when the American broadcast networks announce their schedules for the following season, in this case autumn 2007-2008.

Today, NBC announced its schedule, and since it's the only broadcast net with shows I actually watch, this will be the only one I talk about.

The Good: Friday Nights Lights, our most beloved show, is coming back.
The Bad: They're moving it to Friday nights. At 10pm.
Consensus: They could have just stabbed it and saved us all the pain of a slow death.

The Good: Heroes will be back in the same time slot next year.
The Bad: Dude, we have to wait until September. That's, like, a long way away.
Consensus: In conclusion? NATHAN!

The Good: There is going to be a Heroes spin-off called 'Heroes: Origins'.
The Bad: There will be none of the original characters. Actually, this may not be a bad thing at all. Maybe we can get some Daddy Petrelli!
Consensus: I got nothing. That's now 30 hours of Heroes.


In conclusion? NATHAN.

Comments

Option B

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Sylar doesn't need Nathan Petrelli to become president, but it helps. Correction: killing the shape shifter, acquiring her ability, killing
Nathan Petrelli, and acquiring his 'ability' help. Everything helps.

All Sylar is trying to do is help. He is helping the ordinary rid themselves of the special people. He is exterminating the plague. Wiping out the cockroaches in the walls and under the sink and in the boxes of cereal that have been around for millions of years. All of this killing has nothing to do with Mohinder.

Nothing at all.

No.

Sylar hasn't been killing for him all along. No, of course not.


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Sylar is not stupid. The moment Mohinder walks into the Oval Office Gabriel begins to make noises in the back of Sylar's mind, but this is not Gabriel's show. If it were up to gabriel they would probably be dead, or in jail, or strapped down on a table while Mohinder tried to kill them repeatedly. Mohinder makes Gabriel weak -- this is yet another reason why Sylar has pushed him away. There is not time for Gabriel's nonsense -- except that the course of true love never did run smooth.

It's a good thing this isn't love.

When Mohinder smiles, Sylar smiles in return. And for a moment everything is quiet. This must be peace. Zen. Nirvana.

And then Mohinder calls him 'Nathan' and Gabriel rages. Sylar can feel the power cracking in his neurons and there's a itch in his shoulderblades as though invisible wings are desperate to spread themselves and fly away.

Nathan is dead.

Fuck Nathan.

Long live them.

Re: Option B

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Okay. Making me choose is not fair! I love crazy Sylar. A lot. And I also love Nathan overwhelmed by desperate future hot Peter. A lot. There's a lot of awesome all over the place, but if I was like forced to choose at gunpoint, as much as I love the crazy antics of Sylar and his epic Mohinder love, nothing beats hot future Peter having really, relly hot angry sex with present Nathan and than making Nathan forget about it.

Isn't there a way of combining A and B?

Re: Option B

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I'm thinking I may -- shockingly -- write both. They're just so different, you know? Plus, Nathan really does deserve to get laid whenever he wants.

Re: Option B

[sparky77.livejournal.com]

All of the above! Excellent choice. You're my hero for like the century. Especially your very noble pursuit of helping Nathan get laid whenever he wants. You should get a shiny, shiny medal. Or porn. Whichever you prefer.

Re: Option B

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*flail* Oooh!