clocketpatch (
clocketpatch) wrote2009-05-17 10:52 pm
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Just pump it straight into my veins...
I think I'm addicted to memes, and I also have serious difficultly in saying no to memes which pop up on my Flist, especially memes of a writerly persuasion, such as this little number I picked up from
jjpor :
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.
Fandoms I'm familiar with, well, by familiar I mean 'seen enough to be somewhat comfortable writing in':
*Doctor Who and its various spin-offs, New, Classic, Audio, the SJAs etc. (I could probably write Torchwood at a stretch, but, erm, probably not your best bet if you're looking for stellar characterization)
*Firefly
*Buffy (though only up to s.5)
*Lord of the Rings
*Dead Like Me
*Redwall (don't judge me)
*Narnia
*Dr. Horrible
*Repo! The Genetic Opera
*The Lion King (I'm not sure if I'm familar with the fandom, but I do like the movie, though why this cross-over would come up...?)
*Magic School Bus (Ditto with the Lion King)
I could probably do CSI: NY at a stretch. Actually, I could probably do Animorphs as well if you REALLY wanted to stretch it, but I haven't read those in ages.
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.
Fandoms I'm familiar with, well, by familiar I mean 'seen enough to be somewhat comfortable writing in':
*Doctor Who and its various spin-offs, New, Classic, Audio, the SJAs etc. (I could probably write Torchwood at a stretch, but, erm, probably not your best bet if you're looking for stellar characterization)
*Firefly
*Buffy (though only up to s.5)
*Lord of the Rings
*Dead Like Me
*Redwall (don't judge me)
*Narnia
*Dr. Horrible
*Repo! The Genetic Opera
*The Lion King (I'm not sure if I'm familar with the fandom, but I do like the movie, though why this cross-over would come up...?)
*Magic School Bus (Ditto with the Lion King)
I could probably do CSI: NY at a stretch. Actually, I could probably do Animorphs as well if you REALLY wanted to stretch it, but I haven't read those in ages.

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And to really challenge you, I'd also like one between River (Firefly) and Jenny (DW). Please???!!!!
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for some reason everything I'm coming up with lately is full of the angst. Is that okay?
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BTW, can you post a link to the Ian and Giles fic? I can't remember if I've seen this... and even if I did, I might push you for more. I'd love to see them going through Watcher training or school. Think about it, will you? ;)
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I think there's potential for several more stories in this random cross-over. That said, I need to do some SERIOUS work on the Ian characterization, because yikes! As far as angst goes, I should warn that what I'm thinking of at the moment might well veer into character death.
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PS- Have you read my Eight/Romana short story yet?
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How about.... omg... Donna and Buffy? :) :)
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And River/Jenny would be a blast.
Heh, Sarah Jane (young and still with Four) and Kaylee?
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Writing memes are nicer than those multiple question ones...
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Let me think.
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“What is that?” asked Pumba, peeking through a giant fern. A figure was walking the cracked savannah that bordered their jungle home. The figure was bent over and moved on two legs, like an ostrich, and appeared to be covered in long, white feathers.
“Eh?” said Timon, scratching his ear. He looked up. “Hey!” he said. “What’s that!”
“What’s what guys?” asked Simba, moseying up.
“That,” said Pumba, nodding towards the figure.
“It appears to be some sort of giant bird,” said Timon.
“I thought it might be a kind of up-right primate,” said Pumba.
“Primate, shim-mate, Pumba, my dear fellow, that is not a monkey.”
“Is.”
“Isn’t.”
“Is!”
“Isn’t!”
“Ostrich!”
“Monkey!”
“Ostrich!”
“Isn’t!”
In their arguing they failed to notice Simba sneaking past them to investigate. Instead they got into a scuffle. Looking over Pumba’s ears, which he was attempting to tie into a knot, Timon finally realised that their friend had left them, and was stalking towards the mysterious figure.
“Where’s he think he’s going?” Timon asked.
Simba reached the shambling figure and circled it, sniffing curiously. It had an odd scent.
“Halt!” the figure said suddenly, and Simba froze in place, much to the horror of his friends.
The figure straightened, and pulled back the shawl which had been covering her head, revealing her face. Two eyes, a beak-like nose, a thin-line mouth, and skin as pale white as her cowl.
“Cripes!” said Timon. “It’s a human! We’ve got to rescue him!”
“What’s a human?” ask Pumba.
“Worse than a lion,” Timon said, jumping up and down in frustration.
The ‘human’ let out a low laugh, like the wind picking dust from a grave.
“Lion,” she said, for it was a she. “Name yourself.”
“Simba.”
“Simba,” she said, drawing the word out. “Do you know who I am Simba?”
“No.”
“I am Queen Jadis, once Empress of Narnia. Tell me lion, do you know Narnia?”
“No.”
“It would please me to kill you lion, but that would accomplish little. Tell me, are you the ruler of this land I find myself in.”
“I don’t rule anything,” said Simba, hanging his head. “I’m no one.”
“Pity,” Jadis said. She contemplated her fingers for a moment. And then snapped her cold gaze to the greenery where Timon and Pumba were hiding.
“I see you,” she said softly. “I see you hiding. My gift has always been to see the hidden things, and the lies.” She turned her gaze back to Simba. “You are a coward,” she said.
Simba growled, deep in his throat. “Get out.”
“Oh, look at him roar, look at him defend his home. But this is not your real home, is it, lion?”
“Go away.”
“What if I were to offer you a second chance?” said Jadis. “Bring you back to the stamped.” She leaned down and whispered into his ear, “so that you never killed him.”
Simba shivered. “There are no second chances,” he growled.
“Quite true,” said Jadis, “Though my counterpart would think differently. Good day lion, enjoy your exile as I enjoy mine.”
Then she turned and walked away. Simba watched her disappear over the horizon. His friends gathered by his side.
“Good job,” said Pumba, “You really let her have it!”
“He really gave her what-for, didn’t you Simba? Simba?”
Simba didn’t respond. He turned and walked back into the jungle, alone.
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Hmm... Now I want to write a fic with Ten and Rafiki... and bananas... and Rafiki hitting Ten with his stick for being angsty.
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Oh dear, I've never even seen The Lion King, but that needs to be done. With a capital NEEDS. I have always wanted to hit Ten with a stick for being angsty.
*grin*
(If you don't want to do it yourself, could you put it up on
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REMEDY THIS RIGHT NOW!!
IT'S HAMLET! WITH LIONS! AND AWESOME MUSIC! AND IT IS MY FAVOURITE MOVIE OF ALL TIME!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
(ahem, sorry, I go a bit crazy when it comes to the Lion King. It's just that awesome)
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Sarah and Kaylee makes my bunnies hop. Harry and Elrond makes me boggle.
And, JJpor, I *love* your prompt with a strong and enduring love.
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I should tell you, back when you forst posted, I was half way through that when my Mom randomly let herself into the house and peered over my shoulder. A lot of quick talking resulted. LOL. It is great though.
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