odditycollector

for petronelle: ( Bruce and/or Harvey, 'Can't get no worse'. )
 

for hannahrorlove: ( House and Wilson, 'teddy bears'. )
 

for caia_comica: ( Infectious Lass, Computo, 'Hello Kitty'. )
 

I wrote this a while ago, but I never posted it here...

for jarodrussell: Stargirl in battle.

( Upgrade )

You can chart probable exam periods by my LJ output, I'm beginning to suspect.

Anyway. Instead of putting up the Dear Santa letter as given by the... Dear Santa letter generator, I picked a character at completely random and wrote fic based on it instead.

 
(Q: ...So. The completely random character you picked. It wouldn't happen to be Kara, would it?
A: Why, yes, actually. However did you guess!)
 
 
( I want a pony! )

for count_fenring: Five things Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect would quarrel about in the messy, half-civilized, and inevitable divorce.

1. Who will take care of the kids! Arthur reminds Ford that they don't *have* any kids, but Ford feels this is entirely beside the point.

2. Arthur's recently updated profile in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

3. Whether or not British beer is better than the purple stuff they serve at that great strip-club on Talosi Prime to which, as it turns out, Ford didn't invite Arthur and, furthermore, had told Arthur that he was only going planetside to visit his great great Aunt two and a half times removed and that it'd probably be better if Arthur waited on the ship as she was prone to outbreaks of Toxiskunkus Pustules, a rare fungal infection known to kill the non-affected at sixty paces when their nose tries to escape through their left ear.

4. The probability that the other one will ever have sex with anything again. After three days of this, Trillian asks the computer to give them a definitive answer, if it would please, and Arthur and Ford spend the next while in their room feeling sorry for themselves and *definitely* not going near Marvin *or* Zaphod *ever*.

5. Whose underpants are those, and which one of them is more likely to know someone with five legs and a penchant for orange and green sequins.

(Argument halted when Arthur opens the attached card and reads that they're from somebody's grandmother, who knitted them herself.)

(Argument restarted when Ford remembers that, by highly disturbing coincidence, "grandmother" is "Your lover with the very fine secondary sexual characteristics" in Okarian, a language where "knitting" happens to mean "Remember when I shoved that organ/sex toy/trampoline into your [orifice of choice] and you really liked it?")

(Argument halted again when Zaphod wanders in, says "Hey! So that's where those are," grabs them from Ford and leaves.)

For stardance.

5. In Batman: Year One, we see that Bruce developed a whistle that will call a swarm of bats to surround him, confusing and/or utterly freaking the shit out of any pursuing cops. But a giant swarm of flying rodents obscuring his vision and movements proved to be not as useful as he had hoped, and, besides, a couple of the bats got hit by stray bullets and Bruce still hasn't forgiven himself.

4. No one spoke of the Bat-Strobe-Suit again. Even Especially if it was fun at parties.

3. For a few months after becoming Robin, Dick Grayson refused to eat anything that wasn't bat-shaped. This phase has long since passed into the realm of embarrassing anecdotes, but, on the morning after Dick left for college, Alfred dug out the Bat-Waffle-Maker one last time.

2. There is a switch in the Batmobile that will convert it outwardly into a common Ford-made sedan. However, while useful for camouflage purposes, this would require making it look less cool.

1. ( This one: )

Okay! In a tragic turn of events, I am running out of both beer and enough brain-cells to do the work I'm supposed to be doing. (Are these things related? All signs point to maybe.)

So! Dance for my amusement, little monkeys! Dance! Dance!

Well, that's not working. People in the Pacific Time Zone get the short end of the online crack-game, it is very much the truth.

 
Anyway, since I'm done with the last round of prompts, I'll do this again. Never mind the timing.

Give me a DCU character and a prompt and I'll write you *exactly* a line of fic. Give me two DCU characters, and I'll write you *exactly* a line of porn. (Although the management reserves the right to go 'ahahaha, no' for whatever reason.)

 
*grins at the remaining, wakeful type people in an entirely non-scary manner involving hardly any teeth at all*

Once upon a time, I was watching the Battlestar Galactica miniseries, thinking that one of the pilots reminded me a lot of Power Girl. Well, give or take a couple, um, *enhancements*. And then another character walked in and called her Kara.

If you don't believe me, look. Here's a picture of Kara Thrace, aka Starbuck which vagabond_sal found me. Here's one of Power Girl, aka Karen Starr, aka Kara-L which Google did.

So then. Technically this meant to be a DCU/BSG crossover, but it's far more towards the BSG side of the scale. (And if it feels unfinished, that's because it is. But I think this bit holds together well enough, at least for a beginning.)

 
( Set Among the Sky )

for jarodrussell: ( Stargirl/Harley Quinn ) 

for rosaleendhul: ( Desire/Ashur (Brimstone) ) 

for m_butterfly: ( Power Girl/Cuddy! (House) ) 

for bravecows: ( Good Omens, War/Pepper ) 

for count_fenring: ( Poison Ivy/Oracle ) 

In the aftermath of crack memes being wonderful things, caia_comica wanted Amanda Waller/Vril Dox II in the shower and/or facing zombies.

( And, well, since people rising from the dead is almost *traditional* for today... ) 

Also, as today's theme seems to be seasonal inappropriateness, villainny offered to write drabbles based on icons, and, um, I never promised not to be evil.

 
for brown_betty: ( Superman and Ace the Bat-hound; Robots! ) 

For caia_comica: ( Brainy and Kara; Robots! ) 

More to follow as procrastination dictates...