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I Was Born In The Battle Of The Somme.

Meme. BECAUSE WHY NOT.

...well, actually, I know why not. It's because you people are pure evil and will probably give me some really freaking weird things to write. BUT I WILL POST THIS ANYWAY. BECAUSE I AM A FOOL.

Give me a character (or a pairing, or anything you like, really) from a fandom (er, preferably one that I'm familiar with. Crossover if you must), and a theme to go with it, and I'll write you a one sentence fic. Repeat as many times as you like.

I'll try to stick to one sentence. If I feel the urge to write anything longer, I'll give you a one-sentence fic as well. If I'm given any Silent Hill 2 prompts, I may well expand upon them and use them for the

fanfic100 challenge. I will of course give you your fair share of the royalties.

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He hadn't really needed to cross the border again - hadn't even wanted to go to America, would have been perfectly happy staying in Canada with the rest of the Trapezoid, all of whom thought he was insane for being prepared to endure Dick and D'Arcy again - but it was all worth it, or at least it would have been if George Carruthers had actually been there this time, dammit.

D'awww.

Rose\Quistis?

(Out of curiosity, have you actually watched Doctor Who, or do you just enjoy pairing everything up with Daleks?)

She didn't know how she had got here, and when the blonde woman said mercenary training, we travel all over the world she knew that she probably wouldn't be able to find him, he could be anywhere in the Universe, and she wasn't sure that she'd be able to fight - but she signed up anyway because Quistis was there, because she wasn't prepared to lose the only friend she had in this world.

I really, really want to watch Dr. Who. But, yeah; mostly, whoo daleks.

Okay, that sentence needs to be made into a short story.

Can we have some Jak/Jack lovin'? (Note: I don't actually know who Jak is.)

Too much Light Eco will make you reckless, Samos had said, and Jak had ignored him and spent as much time as possible flying through Spargus City, trying to strengthen his wings of light - but when he woke up in the arms of a very handsome, very male stranger with his ottsel friend in fits of laughter beside them, he had to admit that maybe it was possible to get drunk off Eco after all.

Haww. Drinking is always fun.

With that, let's have Jack/Jack (Sparrow/Harkness) with the theme of rum.

Captain Jack Sparrow had been wary of the stranger at first, but when he explained that he could vanish in his blue box and be back in seconds with more rum than he could even conceive of, he developed a sudden and powerful affection for Jack Harkness.

*LMAO* Darn straight he did!

Let's see about The Doctor's first encounter with Pyramid Head.

DEAR LIVEJOURNAL:
WHEN YOU DO NOT E-MAIL ME MY COMMENT NOTIFICATIONS I MISS COMMENTS. AND THAT MAKES ME SAD.

Being lost in a fog-obscured town, it had seemed at first to be perfectly logical to ask the first person he met for directions, whether the first person he met had a bloodstained pyramid for a head or not; as he stumbled back dazedly after a particularly painful regeneration, however, he decided that perhaps he needed to rethink his finding-his-way strategy.

Ohh. Poor Doctor!

Let's have the same--but from PH's POV!

It had been walking through the streets, seeking James - and then a man in a leather jacket appeared, and he seemed to see It, and he said something that It could not understand but it did not matter, because a person would only be able to see It for one reason, and so It raised the Knife.

Dah, did I get an email notifying me of this? Silly LJ. (Or GMail, or magi; whoever was responsible.)

Pyramid head and his secret collection of crystal unicorms, with the theme of "heartwarming and not at all creepy"!

...I HATE YOU.

There was a room in Silent Hill that was filled with shelf upon shelf of crystal unicorns, and there was a creature rearranging them, and when the man came in he only noticed the knife and the fan and the caged hanging bodies, he never even glanced at the crystal unicorns that Pyramid Head had spent so long arranging, and when he had taken the knife and gone Pyramid Head stood with Twinkle the unicorn in its hands and cried a single tear.

That's funny, because now I think I love you.

With that in mind, Tyler from Fight Club meets Seifer.

...I have neither read nor seen Fight Club how am I supposed to do this?

Once upon a time there was a man (probably) named Tyler (almost certainly), and let's say he was belligerent (because he's from something called Fight Club, it's probably not about frolicking crystal unicorns), and he met a man (and I'm sure about this one) named Seifer, and naturally they got into a fight, and one of them (whoever would be the more likely of the two of them, I guess) probably ended up with a broken nose, and Tyler may or may not have got a Hyperion through the chest (which is never a good thing), and it was really an unbalanced fight because Seifer had a weapon (unless Tyler did - I don't know how they fight in Fight Club), and then they danced.

To be fair, I've never read nor seen Harry Potter :P.

Man, I'm gonna give you a bitty break on this next one. Macbeth/Banquo, punning on just desserts.

To be fair, I've never read nor seen Harry Potter :P.

Oh man, I never knew that. I'd better stop trying to get you to write about Phineas Nigellus, then, because that's just mean.

The phrase 'just deserts' always confuses me. IF YOU ARE SPELT LIKE A COMMON WORD CAN YOU PLEASE NOT BE PRONOUNCED LIKE ANOTHER COMMON AND SIMILARLY SPELT WORD PLEASE?

I suppose it's what I deserve, said Joe, my just deserts - but he can't kill me anyway, pigs can't fly, I'm immortal, and Billy suggested just desserts?, grinning, and then became serious and said no, I mean it; when you threatened Malcolm with the crème brûlée torch - I didn't know what you were going to do, I was worried about you - and Joe laughed, you weren't even there, how do you know about - you weren't even there, I had already - and then Macduff's voice echoed through the kitchen, broken and furious, and Joe pushed himself off the counter and turned to warn Billy to get out of the way of the fighting - only Billy wasn't there with him, because Billy was dead.

*LOL* See, this is one of the reasons I love Wikipedia fiercely.

So, which Shakespeare plays have you read? 'cause I'm totally gonna request Tybalt/Nida, though if you have no idea who Tybalt is, I may have to backpedal to MacDuff\Squall.

...um, I don't know how to put Tybalt in a remotely romantic situation. So.

Nida was seriously considering quitting SeeD, because although the pay was good and it was prestigious this was the second time he'd almost been killed by a total stranger this week, and although Tybalt had admitted that it was a case of mistaken identity - thought he was someone called 'Romeo' - he still didn't seem to be showing any signs of lowering his sword.

♥

Laguna had been concerned when Squall first met Macduff - worried because Squall refused to consider him his father, and Macduff had lost his children, and he wasn't sure that he would be able to bear it if Squall came to view somebody else as a father figure - but he needn't have worried, because Macduff had only wanted to see him because he wanted to hire him, wanted a man dead, and Squall was detached and professional in carrying it out.

Let's take Quistis trying to redeem Lady MacBeth, because it's something she would try to do.

ShakespeaRe-Told-verse, because I've seen it a lot more recently than I've read the actualy play. Also, I cannot write Quistis.

"You don't have to do this, Ella," she said, "and I know it's upsetting that Duncan keeps taking the credit for your husband's work, but there are more important things - you have to think about what you're actually doing -" and inwardly she knew that she wouldn't be able to change anything, but she still kept trying because her conscience wouldn't allow her to stop, even though she knew it was hopeless, even though she knew that she would feel the worse for her failed efforts in the end.

Aww--poor Quistis!

Okay, let's have Quistis having a good time. At a fair. With cotton candy.

AND PYRAMID HEAD.

*fanged grin*

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