my favourite place to play is the ocean - gratuituous Maggie Lawson roller derby picspam

[piecesofalice]

It's taken me two weeks to come to terms with this. It's been a long road, a hard road, but one I feel I will travel down with the full support of my family and friends.

Guys, I have turned gay. For Maggie Lawson in roller derby garb.



Oh yeah. *leers like old creepy man*

This post requires a soundtrack, so for your aural pleasure:

ZZ Top - Legs
Shampoo - Trouble

I'm pretty sure I could make a fanmix out of this episode alone. But! Now your ears are sufficiently assaulted, bring on the baby blues and lower cuts to the neck, y'all!




I could lie to you, and say this will be an episode recap. But really, I love you all too much to lie that blatantly. This is all about Maggie Lawson - nay, Juliet "Maniac" O'Hara - and how someone can pretend to be sweet and kitten-cake and wonderful, until you give her a kick-ass pair of skates, fake eyelashes and a booyah attitude. Then she's freakin' hot, and thus a new Pieces kink was realised: inappropriate roller derby girl fetish.


And one for lacy black bras, it seems. (Bewbs!)


There is a plot - SBPD works out there's a connection between roller derby and some robberies that are a-happenin'. Juliet, who apparently goes "too deep" whilst undercover, joins the Santa Barbarians to infiltrate this gang of hot women.


She does some detective work...


...which requires her to climb on things. Lobby music plays


How freakin' adorable is she, with her scowly face and nose-breakin' arms?


There's a whole TV show here, people. Cute detective by day!


Kick-ass sexy roller derby PI by night!


Featuring her sidekick, Frowny McFrownerface!


Oh yeah. Remember this guy? About six foot something, blue eyes, goes by the name "Carlton"?


He's around. Bein' cute, too, with a mannequin. Not the Kim Catrall kind, more's the pity.


Sometimes, he lives out his own inappropriate roller derby fetishes, too, while smile complacently at his partner. Y'know. His partner?


Yeah! Yeah, that's right! Juliet and Lassiter are partners! They, like, detect shit together! They also go together like birds of a feather. And ARE PAINFULLY RIPPED APART BY SOME CRAP OUT-OF-NOWHERE SHIT STARRING SHAWN "WHATEVER" SPENCER.

(I will concentrate on the Maggliciousness. I will not rant. I promise.)


Hot back shot, y'all. That's enough to distract me from a J/L rant, right?


Oh. Come on. The amount of fic this shot alone should create re: Juliet/Lassiter? Or the lost plot line of Lassiter being thingy about guys ogling his partner? It's just...just...


Ugh. I'll be over here, dreamin' of roller skates.



Next on Thinly Veiled Hate for Psych: Gary Cole and Alan Ruck are sorely underused!


Thank you, Mags. You do put everything into perspective.

Comments

[kirbyfest.livejournal.com]

If you two last eleven point two seconds, that's about five seconds longer than I'd last. I'm pretty sure I'd fall on my ass before I got onto the actual rink.

A friend of mine has a cousin that does roller derby, and from the pictures she's showed me, I suspect that is not the actual roller-derby-chick bra. Therefore, it's part of the plan to turn Pieces gay. Mission accomplished!

[piecesofalice.livejournal.com]

Well, I can't roller skate, so I'm sure I'd be *shuffle shuffle BAM!* A some-what moving target - oh, but how I'd love to be a roller derby girl!

Therefore, it's part of the plan to turn Pieces gay.

That minx! (I feel we should go see roller derby while I'm there, btw.)