Disclaimer: This account has now been taken over by Darkness. All Kuzuye's darkest thoughts on all subjects are contained in Darkness. The poor fandom under attack this time is Scrappy-Doo of Scooby-Doo fame, who belongs to Hanna-Barbara. Just as Darkness is not paid to fall over the land, I am not paid to write these feelings. Read on.
"Lashings and Bashings"
Chapter 1: Foreword
Before I begin, I would just like to tell you a little about this collection of poetry. The title of the collection is "Lashings and Bashings", and since it is about Scrappy-Doo, written by a rare breed, a Scrappy fan, I'm sure you can tell why it is so named.
Now, I have always been a Scrappy-fan, but only now have I been such a serious one. I have a psyche that is attracted to good characters who are being bashed for silly reasons. I am sure some people have a legitimate reason for bashing Scrappy, but I haven't seen a good one yet.
As for this collection, it is only a collection of poems, some happy, some sad, some simply dark. The mood of each poem altered depending on how much Scrappy-bashing I had read just before. I am not excusing this collection; you don't have to hate it or to like, or even to review it. This collection was written for only two purposes: initially, to 'blow off steam', and more recently, to display my position on the Scrappy issue for all to see.
Reading this collection, you may notice the theme of hopelessness being repeated throughout my poems. The reason for this is that I really am beginning to feel hopeless of ever seeing new Scrappy-Doo material, and I really believe that, if Scrappy were real, all this useless bashing would begin to bug him.
One last word. In the poem "Lashings and Bashings", I assume that Scrappy is three years old when he first joins the show.
"Lashings and bashings for each wasted gift."
