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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.
X-Men Evo: Kylie Gibney, Don't Let Me Get Me
Kylie lifted her head from the bed to glare at her twin brother. He looked just like her - more masculine face, sure, but they had the same long blond(e) hair, the same eyes, the same toothy smiles and heavy dark claws on the ends of their hands. Young Sabretooths.
"What the hell are you doing here, Kyle?" She growled. "I thought you were up in Canuckistan."
"Was," he said agreeably, dropping a bag that smelled of grease and charred meat on her nightstand. "Swung by the batter-fried burger place you like, got you some dinner."
Her stomach rumbled, and she upped the glare she turned on him. "What's this for?" She demanded even as she reached for the bag and tore it open. Around a mouthful of burger, she added, "What happened, your boyfriend kick you out?"
"Don't live with Jean-Paul," Kyle pointed out, dropping onto one of her piles of dirty clothes. She recognized the posture he used - didn't she use it enough herself when she thought he wasn't around? He was taking in the scent of her, wrapping it around himself because they'd only be together for a few days before he went back to Canada.
She tore through the burgers and said nothing.
"Heard you got into a fight with Rogue again," he said at last. "Heard the red-haired bitch and Miss Pretty Kitty have got Scott all torn between them. But mostly I heard about the fight."
"Wasn't nothing," she denied, trying to ignore the slow burn in her stomach. Cunt. Stupid stripey-haired cunt. Whiny bitch. (Why did Mom love her, why'd Mom deny Kyle and Kylie?)
"Liar," Kyle said and shrugged. He wasn't going to push. He already knew, anyway. "Heard Wolvy's found himself a cloned kid, too."
"... I hadn't heard that," Kylie said, slithering out of bed.
A grin flashed across her brother's face. "You've been in your room for a week. Wanna go see if she'll come out and play?"
"You bet!"
Re: X-Men Evo: Kylie Gibney, Don't Let Me Get Me
*SQUEEEEEEE!* That's my *girl!*