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beckyh2112) wrote2010-04-26 05:47 pm
beckyh2112) wrote2010-04-26 05:47 pm
Entry tags:
- character: air nomads,
- character: dai li,
- character: earth kingdom,
- character: fire nation,
- character: iroh,
- character: jee,
- character: junkions,
- character: katara,
- character: krisuk,
- character: long feng,
- character: next-gen avatar,
- character: nima,
- character: oc transformers,
- character: oikodomopolis,
- character: soundwave and cassettes,
- character: torao,
- character: water tribe,
- character: zhao,
- character: zuko,
- movies: the matrix,
- movies: transformers bayverse,
- series: avatar,
- series: beast wars,
- series: dresden files,
- series: g1 transformers,
- series: star wars,
- series: transformers animated,
- series: x-men
OC Meme!
Because these things always have a lower turnout, and I really, really want to write some of my OCs right now.
Rules
- Three slots per person, five slots if you're one of my people1
- Prompts must include fandom and what side you want me to write an OC from, assuming sides are relevant to the fandom. (Autobot/Decepticon/neutral, Earth/Water/Fire/Air, Machine/rebel/Exile)
- Prompt me with whatever you feel like prompting. Lyrics, phrases, songs, situations, whatever. If it doesn't work for me, I'll just stick my mp3-player on random and drabble to that.
- I guarantee I will write you at least one piece.
- You can use two slots to request specific OCs of mine if you really, really want to. But I'd appreciate free rein on who to write, because there's a lot of my OCs that have never made it to stories.
- You may have a bonus slot in which to request that I write one of your OCs. However, you must provide me with history/appearance/personality. (OCs I am already familiar with can skip providing that sort of stuff.) ETA: A bonus slot is an extra slot that doesn't count towards your overall slottage.
1. 'My people' are defined as: anyone who has known me since ReBoot or The Matrix fandom, Deadzone players, Pepper, Dageraisy, Rin, Neld, and Spyri
MEME IS CLOSED.
Rules
- Three slots per person, five slots if you're one of my people1
- Prompts must include fandom and what side you want me to write an OC from, assuming sides are relevant to the fandom. (Autobot/Decepticon/neutral, Earth/Water/Fire/Air, Machine/rebel/Exile)
- Prompt me with whatever you feel like prompting. Lyrics, phrases, songs, situations, whatever. If it doesn't work for me, I'll just stick my mp3-player on random and drabble to that.
- I guarantee I will write you at least one piece.
- You can use two slots to request specific OCs of mine if you really, really want to. But I'd appreciate free rein on who to write, because there's a lot of my OCs that have never made it to stories.
- You may have a bonus slot in which to request that I write one of your OCs. However, you must provide me with history/appearance/personality. (OCs I am already familiar with can skip providing that sort of stuff.) ETA: A bonus slot is an extra slot that doesn't count towards your overall slottage.
1. 'My people' are defined as: anyone who has known me since ReBoot or The Matrix fandom, Deadzone players, Pepper, Dageraisy, Rin, Neld, and Spyri
MEME IS CLOSED.
AtLA: Dai Li: 'Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me"
He sighed as the last student left the lecture hall, ran a hand through his hair. White as snow now, though he still wore the Dai Li braid. Hell, even his damn students were grey-haired these days. Long Feng, his fucking brilliant boy, had iron-colored hair and a grown daughter.
"Too damn old for this," he said to no one in particular. He ignored the way his joints hurt as he walked out of the lecture hall, ignored the exhaustion that turned his limbs to lead. He'd only done two lectures today; he'd been able to run five, work six hours on the museum, and still gallivant around with the younger Dai Li twenty years ago.
He stopped for tea on the way to the museum, ignoring all of the fucking Fire Nation drinks on offer for a good traditional green.
Alak met him at the museum. "Are you all right, sir?"
He glared at the kid. Fuck, which of them was still barely a man? Thirty years of being a full agent didn't give the brat the right to ask that question.
"You just look rather... grey," Alak said carefully. At least the kid was fucking smart enough not to try to offer him any help.
"Long lecture," Thanh replied. "Where the hell's the new stuff in this fucking mess?"
Alak showed him where the new arrivals were, and Thanh spent an hour going over everything and telling the boy where to set everything up, who to get to work on the things that needed restoration, and all of the other myriad little chores of the Dai Li Museum.
He sent Alak out for more tea, then lay down on a cot in the back. A quick bit of shut-eye, then he'd get the fuck back to work.
***
"Thanh? Sir?" Alak called as he padded into the museum, tea steaming in his hands. He'd never not been met at the door before by the retired Dai Li captain.
He found Thanh on the cot in the back and grinned. "Told you to take a break earlier," he said and reached out to nudge Thanh's shoulder. "Come on, didn't you want to finish-"
Oh no.
He dropped the tea, ignoring the sound of the cup shattering, and knelt to check Thanh's pulse. Tea soaked his robes, but all he could notice was that Thanh wasn't breathing.
"Fuck," he whispered. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
Re: AtLA: Dai Li: 'Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me"
Sorry for being so late to comment! I are a bad Neld.
Re: AtLA: Dai Li: 'Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me"
Thanh is one of my favorite old Dai Li characters. I really need to clean up the other fic I wrote with him and repost it. And do more stuff with him in general. But I say that about all of my OCs. (He does use "fuck" a lot. He is a master of the cluster f-bomb.
Puck: "Yeah, there was a lot of swearing when Thanh found out Kouji was an untrained earthbender."
Becca: "It's Thanh. Breakfast involves a lot of swearing.")
Re: AtLA: Dai Li: 'Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me"
*loves*