A meme thingy
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Give me two characters from different fandoms you know I'm familiar with, and I'll give you a dialogue happening between the two of them. Without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds clashed, or how they could even meet each other. Just a silly crossover conversation with no backstory, for fun.
Uh, if I have EVER talked about them here, or ifI have ever written them here, it's up for grabs. All my mains, plus a few more: Star Wars, Harry Dresden, Narnia, various animes, Project Runway, my comics (DC or X-Men), Kill Bill.
And someone needs to write a conversation between Jayne from Firefly and Chewbacca.
Andlferion and elistaire, I have not forgotten that I owe you crossovers.
wal_laceGive me two characters from different fandoms you know I'm familiar with, and I'll give you a dialogue happening between the two of them. Without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds clashed, or how they could even meet each other. Just a silly crossover conversation with no backstory, for fun.
Uh, if I have EVER talked about them here, or ifI have ever written them here, it's up for grabs. All my mains, plus a few more: Star Wars, Harry Dresden, Narnia, various animes, Project Runway, my comics (DC or X-Men), Kill Bill.
And someone needs to write a conversation between Jayne from Firefly and Chewbacca.
And
lferion and elistaire, I have not forgotten that I owe you crossovers.
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Date: 2007-12-12 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-12 04:23 am (UTC)Hermione sighed. "I said I'd read about it. How do you not know? Aren't all military people supposed to know this stuff?"
"What would ever make you think that? Did you read it in a book somewhere?"
"Incompetent," Hermione mumbled, kicking the flat tire.
"Know-it-all."
Pen Pen popped his head from the trunk and threw a cell phone at Misato's head, followed by a can of beer. Misato caught both and dialed in their location and situation. Hermione had in the meantime, uncovered Pen Pen's stash of beer. She tapped on the can with one fingernail as she slid over beside Misato on the hood.
"Sorry," Hermione said.
Misato tossed the phone in the car. "It's okay." She took the beer Hermione handed her. "We'll have time to get back and do all the tests before Shinji and Rei even finish recovering from the last run."
In the meantime," Hermione said, watching the sunset, "we wait."
"Yeah," Misato agreed.
Misato sipped.
Hermione sipped and looked at the dirt on her shoes.
Misato checked her watch.
Hermione sighed and clicked her nails on the metal finish of the car.
"So," Misato said finally, winking, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Hermione only smiled.
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Date: 2007-12-12 04:31 am (UTC)Hermione reads about changing tires. Of course she does. Hehe.
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Date: 2007-12-12 04:34 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-12 04:03 am (UTC)No, I was born one. The stick makes it easier to BE a wizard."
"So I can't buy one."
Harry sighed. "No."
Joe sipped from his beer. "Huh. So uh, Harry? That your real name?"
"Yeah."
"Any relation to that Po—"
"Harry Potter is a fictional character, and I was born way before he was ever even thought of." Harry rattled it off like he had it committed to memory. Which he did, in addition to several thousand spells, incantations, and mystical facts. And strangely, the abridged oeuvre of They Might Be Giants.
Joe laughed. "Sorry, man, I had to ask."
"You're awfully nosy," Harry said suddenly, wondering where the guy had even come from. "Anybody ever tell you that?"
Joe smiled. "Sorry man, just my job to collect information."
"What for?"
Joe saluted with his glass. "Books. I write books."
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Date: 2007-12-12 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-12 02:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-12 04:26 am (UTC)"It's an eyesore."
"It's classic."
"It's something I have managed to avoid for thirteen hundred years."
"The tie hasn't been around that long—"
"Well, not THAT tie, but the concept of a tie."
Jeanette wrapped the bolo around his neck. "If you don't wear the tie, I won't let you ride in the saddle." She winked and wiggled her hips a little.
Methos grinned wildly. "Oh! I LOVE this tie!"
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Date: 2007-12-12 04:29 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-12 03:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-12 03:55 am (UTC)Bob blinked. "What? Is it the silk charmeuse? Because I totally have a plan for that." Bob winked. "See, the ladies love the charmeuse. It's sex-ay."
Tim frowned. I'm more worried about the lack of arm holes. in your garment."
"It's pasted on." Bob's flames flickered. "Like performance art."
Tim frowned. "Won't you run the risk of it falling off?"
Bob sighed. "It's lingere, Tim. I think it's supposed to fall off." The eye flames flickered and dimmed like the closing of lids. "Slowly, yeah, like that, while the background plays The Girl From Ipanema..yeah."
Tim stepped back and gave the garment another look over. "All right, but you know the judges. Nina is going to--"
Bob snorted. "You let ME worry about Senora Garcia."
Tim all but fled the workstation. "Carry on."
I adore you!!!
Date: 2007-12-12 04:00 am (UTC)Re: I adore you!!!
Date: 2007-12-12 04:10 am (UTC)andIthinkshedesigneditherselfwhydopeoplethinkthatjustbecausetheycansewtheycandesigniamagreatseweryouknow
iamthefastestandthebestandihavethebesthairdoyoulikemyhairthismorningiwasgoingtojustletitgobutthenithought--"
"Blow me," Bob said, and set the man's dress form on fire. Sadly, it refused to ignite the product in his hair.
Re: I adore you!!!
Date: 2007-12-16 05:13 pm (UTC)Re: I adore you!!!
Date: 2007-12-16 05:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-16 05:32 pm (UTC)Tim swirled the umbrella in his daiquiri. "Oh heavens no. I'm here because a friend wanted to come." He smiled toothily. "It's a little too gauche for my taste."
Methos said nothing into his beer.
"I mean," Tim blurted apologetically, "If you like it here that's fine I just—"
"No," Methos said. My friend Joe likes the shrimp."
Tim breathed a sigh of relief for a nearly missed faux pas. "Oh, well, then, if one likes shrimp."
Methos shrugged and glanced at the bathroom. "Your friend's been gone a long time."
Tim sighed. "Yes, he does this," he replied. "I just said that he might want to rethink his sweater vest, and..." He needed another daiquiri.
Methos set his glass down on the bar and looked around furtively. "To be honest, I kind of like their cheese biscuits."
Tim grinned. "Me too."
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Date: 2007-12-17 04:06 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-16 11:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 02:24 am (UTC)Beatrix shrugged and kept her sword out of the sheath. "I don't know."
Mr. Tumnus lowered the umbrella. "You certainly came out of no where, you know."
Beatrix narrowed her eyes. "I don't—what's with your legs?"
"Nothing is wrong with my legs. Are you a friend of Queen Lucy?"
Beatrix ignored his question. "I was looking for someone," she murmured to herself, resheathing her sword and turning around in a circle. This had to be some sort of trick.
Mr. Tumnus hefted his packages. "Whom might that be?"
Beatrix smiled.
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Date: 2007-12-17 07:42 pm (UTC)Fantastic, thank you :)
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Date: 2007-12-17 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 07:54 pm (UTC)I'm finding it really hard to stop these conversations! I want to turn some of them into fics, but I know I can't or I'll never write them all *grin*
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