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anonymous
July 7 2011, 23:18:24 UTC
"... How."
Flynn stared at the screen. Alan had just beaten him at his own game, literally his own game. Space Disastroids, a long-planned upgrade - or sequel? they'd have to talk to the marketing department - to his most successful software to date. He was evidently proud of it, still riding the high of taking over Encom and giving it back to the programmers. But his score wasn't that difficult to best, and Alan told him as much
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anonymous
July 7 2011, 23:19:49 UTC
Flynn was still grinning like a maniac and did that high-pitched whine that meant he had a plan that would work to his favor and everyone else could suck it. "Let's just say you'll be a popular face with the youth."
Alan's hands went to his hips in an instant. "You're not-- No. No." He was so agitated his glasses slipped again. He pushed them back irritably. "Why?"
Flynn leaned forward and pressed his cheek to the back of the chair, looking like a sulky child. He didn't look like he wanted to explain this, but Bambi eyes weren't going to get him anywhere. He changed tactic and turned serious all of a sudden. That piercing, pensive look, so incongruous on his face, did things to Alan that wouldn't work if they came from anyone else. "Because you're the best," he said plainly. "I need to tell people about that."
"Geez, Flynn, just put me in the credits." Alan wasn't sure if his face had a new splash of color. He caught himself fretting and shook his head with a wry smile. His glasses were slipping again; he hoped he wasn't sweating
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anonymous
July 7 2011, 23:21:59 UTC
Probably why he was best, and why Encom had a future. He was the most open, approachable person Alan knew, and it was him being all mysterious that was throwing Alan off, more than any bizarre come-ons Flynn was throwing his way.
Astro Gunner went silent; Alan almost didn't hear Flynn slide up to him.
"I'm not a popular topic between you two, am I?"
Alan blinked. "Why would you say that?"
"She never told you those were my games."
"Based on the strength of that one," Alan said, pointing at the Disasteroids with his folded glasses, "I still don't believe it."
"Harsh, Bradley. But I wouldn't have you any other way."
Alan twirled his glasses in his hand, the other still in his pocket. "How would you have me, then?" He decided to play along to see what it was like, being Kevin Flynn. Throwing any random idea out there just to see what happened.
Flynn leered. "Now you're speaking my language, Gort." He started like was going to utter the catchphrase but stopped himself before Alan could roll his eyes at him. "No, the name doesn't
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Re: Load New (3/3)smiley_anonJuly 8 2011, 05:07:32 UTC
XD Oh gods, so much hilarity.
I first started cracking up at Flynn's "...Tron?" Yes, Flynn. Tron snuck out of the grid just to demonstrate how easily he could beat you at your own game (and "Space Disastroids", Flynn? :D What were you thinking?).
Alan's perspective through it all was infinitely amusing. Wondering "how they got from A to Q instead of B". The random bouncing of Flynn's mind! It's like a rubber ball dragged by caffeinated squirrels.
And then the "What if I told you that I knew, knew for sure..." start. >.< Flynn, I'm not sure what's more sketchy--that you're sleeping with Tron, or that you're trying to cheat on him. With. Alan. (And Lora. Simultaneously...)My reactions were pretty well mimicking Alan's by the time Flynn started telling his story--nonstop laughter mixed with facepalms. :D So many good lines. "that truck... You'll need it for your head." "At what point does this turn into Softporn Adventure?" :D My mind totally went to sparklecapes. *shakes head* If I've read a better depiction of the Alan/Kevin
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anonymous
July 8 2011, 09:40:22 UTC
Flynn, I'm not sure what's more sketchy--that you're sleeping with Tron, or that you're trying to cheat on him. With. Alan. (And Lora. Simultaneously...)
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Flynn stared at the screen. Alan had just beaten him at his own game, literally his own game. Space Disastroids, a long-planned upgrade - or sequel? they'd have to talk to the marketing department - to his most successful software to date. He was evidently proud of it, still riding the high of taking over Encom and giving it back to the programmers. But his score wasn't that difficult to best, and Alan told him as much ( ... )
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Alan's hands went to his hips in an instant. "You're not-- No. No." He was so agitated his glasses slipped again. He pushed them back irritably. "Why?"
Flynn leaned forward and pressed his cheek to the back of the chair, looking like a sulky child. He didn't look like he wanted to explain this, but Bambi eyes weren't going to get him anywhere. He changed tactic and turned serious all of a sudden. That piercing, pensive look, so incongruous on his face, did things to Alan that wouldn't work if they came from anyone else. "Because you're the best," he said plainly. "I need to tell people about that."
"Geez, Flynn, just put me in the credits." Alan wasn't sure if his face had a new splash of color. He caught himself fretting and shook his head with a wry smile. His glasses were slipping again; he hoped he wasn't sweating ( ... )
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Astro Gunner went silent; Alan almost didn't hear Flynn slide up to him.
"I'm not a popular topic between you two, am I?"
Alan blinked. "Why would you say that?"
"She never told you those were my games."
"Based on the strength of that one," Alan said, pointing at the Disasteroids with his folded glasses, "I still don't believe it."
"Harsh, Bradley. But I wouldn't have you any other way."
Alan twirled his glasses in his hand, the other still in his pocket. "How would you have me, then?" He decided to play along to see what it was like, being Kevin Flynn. Throwing any random idea out there just to see what happened.
Flynn leered. "Now you're speaking my language, Gort." He started like was going to utter the catchphrase but stopped himself before Alan could roll his eyes at him. "No, the name doesn't ( ... )
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I first started cracking up at Flynn's "...Tron?" Yes, Flynn. Tron snuck out of the grid just to demonstrate how easily he could beat you at your own game (and "Space Disastroids", Flynn? :D What were you thinking?).
Alan's perspective through it all was infinitely amusing. Wondering "how they got from A to Q instead of B". The random bouncing of Flynn's mind! It's like a rubber ball dragged by caffeinated squirrels.
And then the "What if I told you that I knew, knew for sure..." start. >.< Flynn, I'm not sure what's more sketchy--that you're sleeping with Tron, or that you're trying to cheat on him. With. Alan. (And Lora. Simultaneously...)My reactions were pretty well mimicking Alan's by the time Flynn started telling his story--nonstop laughter mixed with facepalms. :D So many good lines. "that truck... You'll need it for your head." "At what point does this turn into Softporn Adventure?" :D My mind totally went to sparklecapes. *shakes head* If I've read a better depiction of the Alan/Kevin ( ... )
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In my head, Flynn is the equivalent of Lord Byron in this Kate Beaton comic: http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php?id=56
OK SO
try and find a place on the Grid that I haven't put my penis in
it's not easy
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