For Our Favorite Cunt!

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See, we didn't forget...we just didn't really know it was your birthday until today. (I'm a terrible ficwife.)

If you're not wanting to leave the Legion (or a divorce), then we'd like to take a minute - just sit right down - and we'll tell you all the things we love about you, dear.

You're the master of TWSS jokes, bountiful provider of RobP0rn, and you encourage the rest of us in everything we do. Without our Cunt there would be no morning under-desk snuggles for Em, no dry-hump contests, no hilarious sprinkles in our boxes and, let's face it, someone has to keep Tosh in line.(Tosh resents this, btw.  Tosh does not feel that she needs to be kept in line.  She also thinks it's creepy to talk about herself in third person.)


 From your selfless support and promotion of other writers through pre-reading and The Fictionator's blog, to the various contests you've been involved with, you have made an impact on the fandom in so many ways.  More than that though, is the ways in which you have made an impact on the lives of each member of the LoD.  If you weren't in our lives, we would truly be lesser for it.  We love you sooooo much and, even though we are late, we wanted to send you birthday wishes for a great year ahead...even if you are a cunt!  Hahaha!

Because you always bring us Robporn, we thought we'd gift you with a little bit of yumminess.  We apologize that there are no midgets in any of these pics.  

 

Oldies, but goodies.  Are we right, or are we right, or are we right?  Right?

 

Fail!

We are absolutely, and ridiculously fail when it comes to posting here, but we have all been so, so busy.

Give us a week to sort some stuff out, and then we will be all over posting regular updates...we hope.

Until then, why don't you enjoy some of our favorite things!





Okay, that's all I've got for now. If Araeo were doing this, it would be better, but I'm not her. Alas.

Give Us Your Suggestions!

So we have obviously been pretty fail at posting updates, but we are still sorting things out. We have some ideas for things that we plan to do, but what are some fanfic related topics that you would like to see?

Do want our fic rec's? Teasers from, or update status/alerts for our fics? Do you want to hear about future projects? Author interviews? Our inane ramblings on life and general fuckery?

Tell us some things you would like to see, and we will see about making it a regular topic as we set things up.

Expect to see some changes to the appearance of the volcano too in the near future!

A Brief (Fabricated...Mostly) History of The Legion of Doom!

Founded in the summer of 2009 by AmeryMarie and Araeo after they realized the nefarious writing ideas they came up with together. Capitalizing on their discovery, they found a hollowed out volcano for their lair and, with their base of operations secured, they began their search for like-minded individuals to fill their ranks.

Echoingsilence was the first recruit, followed by Carenl/Nerac, LASMKE and, finally, their ranks were rounded out by LaraIsAwkward.  Sadly, the legion experienced tragedy in March of 2010, when LASMKE died in a tragic car accident, but she will always be with them in spirit. 

Operating quietly while amassing a generous stockpile of evil plotbunnies, humorous storylines, angst, heartfail and good old-fashioned smut, they decided to make the Legions existence and its plans for fandom domination known...or something like that.
 

Viva la LoD!

Welcome...

Welcome to The Secret Volcano Lair of the

Yeah, this isn't technically a REAL post, but I thought there should be a little welcome up in here.

Just call me the welcome wagon.

And to make this post SOMEWHAT interesting, I'll share my .gif obsession with you.

Can't go wrong with Venkman getting slimed.

Also, anything with Edward Norton is never wrong.

And you should never piss off The Dude. Ever.

So welcome to our den of iniquity, friends. We all hope to begin posting fun little things like fic teasers, inspiration pics, and playlists.

We also might add extra little posts here and there if any one of us gets the urge to write some sort of non-fanfic stuff (read: Ali wants to write weird fandom articles).

Bye for now!

-Ali, Caren, Em, Lara, and Tosh

Today's a Really Fucking Special Day, Y'all!

Twenty-seven years ago today, our girl Tosh entered this world.

The Dalai Lama shivered in eerie portent, knowing that this baby girl was going to unleash some major hell upon the world.

The three Wise Men brought her gifts:

The first brought her frankincense. She said, "Bitch, I don't want that stinky shit! Gimme something I can actually use!" Properly chastised, he presented her with a thesaurus, and baby Tosh smiled. On that day, she began her quest to know every word in the English Language. Her first word was 'onomatopoeia.' Believe it.

The second brought her myrrh. Rolling her tiny baby eyes, she said,"This better not be more stinky crap, man..." Terrified of the talking baby, he rifled through his pack and produced a laptop, falling on his knees and presenting it with shaking hands. Tosh was pleased.

The third wise man, who was smart and had been watching the failures of his predecessors, knew exactly what he would give. With a grin, he pulled a braided leather riding crop from his belongings. Kneeling, he said, "For you...to punish stupid wise men." Tosh smiled, and it was good.

And the rest, my friends, is history. Since history often repeats itself, we've decided to take a chance and present her with our own gifts. So, without further ado, we present TOSH'S BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA!!

So happy birthday, my love, from your girls in arms at the LoD. We love you.

More to come, because we're a bunch of procrastinators. But you know this and love us anyway. <3>