Sunday, April 8, 2012

In Which I Ramble About Spies, Helena Bonham-Carter, the Woes of Being Ryan, and How Sawyer Gets a Free Ride Through Life and a Puppy.

I'm trying to decide whether Dr. Flanigan's wife was a spy. This would mean I would have to utilize the fine face of Helena Bonham-Carter. Which would be fine if I actually liked Helena Bonham-Carter. She's sorta okay but in National Treasure she annoyed me.
Then again, she might be too old for Flanigan, whoever plays him. Which is kind of awkward considering I just realized he kinda sorta looks like Patrick Gates.

....Nah. That guy is WAY too old to have teenagers. Namely, Bailey and Sawyer. Unless he's a womanizer and his wife is super-young. Which would be way awkward. Nuh-uh, not going there.

...Ew.

Carry on.

I sorta was thinking his spy could cheat on him with Gesparo. And that would be awkward.

Yeah, so either way this could be insanely awkward. We'll see.

It would be helpful, though. Because then Flan would automatically know what Gesparo's plans were. Because he'd have a spy. And then the spy would defect. And he would be wonely.

That would sure as heck wreak havoc on Bailey and Sawyer's emotions.... I don't know if I can convincingly write something like that. I mean, being abandoned... having your mother defect to the dark side... it's a sad life, people.

Then again, maybe I should torture my characters more. Especially B&S. Because here we have Ryan who goes through virtual hell by losing himself, and Sawyer gets a cute little puppy. Bahaha. Something is seriously wrong here.

I want to roll on the floor laughing after writing that.

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