It's Friday! It's a poll!
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scribblinlenoreI have not been able to make myself do anything productive today. So I thought: I know! A poll! *g*
[Poll #1025092]
SGA to the tune of Romancing the Stone:
Rodney McKay is a genius scientist who doesn't get out of the lab too much. At least until his sister Jeannie is kidnapped in Colombia, and the ransom note reads: Come alone. Bring the ZPM. Or your sister dies. Through a series of misadventures, Rodney meets up with John Sheppard, former Air Force pilot turned international man of mystery. John takes on Rodney's case, and while he's at it, takes Rodney's money and his virginity, too. They bicker, and Rodney complains a lot about sunburn and insects, but when the action goes down, they actually make a pretty good team. Jeannie is rescued. The ZPM is safely returned to the SGC. The bad guys are rounded up. And John Sheppard, newly reinstated Air Force Major, gets a new career as an intergalactic man of mystery.
Smallville a la Remington Steele:
Clark Kent, intrepid PI, is barely making ends meet when he decides his agency needs a higher profile. So he borrows one from missing billionaire Lex Luthor, whose plane went down in the ocean while on his honeymoon, never to be found. Clark earnestly assures the rich and famous clients who now flock to him--lying through his teeth, of course--that although Mr. Luthor is no longer with them, the agency he left behind still upholds the same high standards. Everything is going great, business better than ever, until the day Lex Luthor shows up, back from the supposed dead, here to lay claim to Clark's agency. "It does have my name on it," Lex says, as he usurps Clark's office, making himself at home behind Clark's desk. "Let's call ourselves partners, at least until I can find my missing wife and get my money back." He lays a hand casually on Clark's ass and winks. "I think we're going to get along very well together."
Supernatural with a whisper of The Ghost and Mrs. Muir:
Newly divorced, seriously disillusioned corporate lawyer Sam Winchester moves to a quaint New England town to recover from life's disappointments. The rambling, charming old house he buys seems like a steal until he realizes he's not exactly alone. Dean is a little fuzzy on how he died or what he was doing in the house to begin with, but after Sam gets over his surprise, the two of them hit it off. Friendship turns to something deeper, and at night alone in his bed, Sam now thinks about Dean instead of his ex-wife. But then, something goes wrong, and Dean starts to fade away. Sam desperately searches the house and grounds, looking for some clue why this is happening. What he finds in the old ice house shocks him, some kind of sentient plant creature, and Dean, not dead at all, just unconscious, being kept barely alive by the creature so it can feed off his life force. Sam fights the plant, and manages to kill it, and rescue Dean. He nurses him back to health, and Dean still has one more surprising revelation, that they are in fact long lost brothers. He waits for Sam's reaction, and after some consideration, Sam leans in and kisses him. "It's a good thing you're home, then."
Heroes, the Thelma and Louise edition:
Nathan has been busy campaigning, and Peter convinces him to take a break, drive up to their family's cabin on the Cape with him. "We're just going fishing," Nathan insists, knowing that Peter probably has in mind rekindling their physical relationship that they put on hold when Nathan decided to run for office. They stop at a honky tonk for dinner along the way, and Peter goes into flirt mode with everyone in the place, trying to make Nathan jealous. Nathan just rolls his eyes, and pulls out his phone to make some calls, and when he's finally finished, he's lost sight of Peter. He looks for him everywhere and finds him at last out in the parking lot. Peter's lip is bleeding, and he has a black eye, and some redneck has him bent over the hood of a car, clearly intent on raping him. Nathan whips out the gun he carries for protection, and tells the guy to let go of Peter. The guy just smirks and says, "You're getting all riled up over this little whore? Faggot needs a good, hard cock up the ass. Probably would fuck every guy in the place if--" Nathan, usually so cool and calculating, pulls the trigger, because nobody talks about his brother that way. Peter wants to call the cops, tell the truth, but Nathan insists that no one will ever connect them to what happened if they just go, get out of there now. But of course, the authorities do manage to untangle it, and someone, probably Linderman, puts out the word that they're dangerous mutants, so it becomes an all out manhunt. They run, and when the authorities finally catch up to them, Peter whispers, "Let's just keep going." Nathan hesitates, "We won't ever be able to come back." Peter nods, and Nathan guns the engine, and the car goes over a nearby cliff. In the smoke and fire and confusion afterwards, the authorities don't notice out on the horizon, what looks like two men, hand-in-hand, flying.
[Poll #1025092]
SGA to the tune of Romancing the Stone:
Rodney McKay is a genius scientist who doesn't get out of the lab too much. At least until his sister Jeannie is kidnapped in Colombia, and the ransom note reads: Come alone. Bring the ZPM. Or your sister dies. Through a series of misadventures, Rodney meets up with John Sheppard, former Air Force pilot turned international man of mystery. John takes on Rodney's case, and while he's at it, takes Rodney's money and his virginity, too. They bicker, and Rodney complains a lot about sunburn and insects, but when the action goes down, they actually make a pretty good team. Jeannie is rescued. The ZPM is safely returned to the SGC. The bad guys are rounded up. And John Sheppard, newly reinstated Air Force Major, gets a new career as an intergalactic man of mystery.
Smallville a la Remington Steele:
Clark Kent, intrepid PI, is barely making ends meet when he decides his agency needs a higher profile. So he borrows one from missing billionaire Lex Luthor, whose plane went down in the ocean while on his honeymoon, never to be found. Clark earnestly assures the rich and famous clients who now flock to him--lying through his teeth, of course--that although Mr. Luthor is no longer with them, the agency he left behind still upholds the same high standards. Everything is going great, business better than ever, until the day Lex Luthor shows up, back from the supposed dead, here to lay claim to Clark's agency. "It does have my name on it," Lex says, as he usurps Clark's office, making himself at home behind Clark's desk. "Let's call ourselves partners, at least until I can find my missing wife and get my money back." He lays a hand casually on Clark's ass and winks. "I think we're going to get along very well together."
Supernatural with a whisper of The Ghost and Mrs. Muir:
Newly divorced, seriously disillusioned corporate lawyer Sam Winchester moves to a quaint New England town to recover from life's disappointments. The rambling, charming old house he buys seems like a steal until he realizes he's not exactly alone. Dean is a little fuzzy on how he died or what he was doing in the house to begin with, but after Sam gets over his surprise, the two of them hit it off. Friendship turns to something deeper, and at night alone in his bed, Sam now thinks about Dean instead of his ex-wife. But then, something goes wrong, and Dean starts to fade away. Sam desperately searches the house and grounds, looking for some clue why this is happening. What he finds in the old ice house shocks him, some kind of sentient plant creature, and Dean, not dead at all, just unconscious, being kept barely alive by the creature so it can feed off his life force. Sam fights the plant, and manages to kill it, and rescue Dean. He nurses him back to health, and Dean still has one more surprising revelation, that they are in fact long lost brothers. He waits for Sam's reaction, and after some consideration, Sam leans in and kisses him. "It's a good thing you're home, then."
Heroes, the Thelma and Louise edition:
Nathan has been busy campaigning, and Peter convinces him to take a break, drive up to their family's cabin on the Cape with him. "We're just going fishing," Nathan insists, knowing that Peter probably has in mind rekindling their physical relationship that they put on hold when Nathan decided to run for office. They stop at a honky tonk for dinner along the way, and Peter goes into flirt mode with everyone in the place, trying to make Nathan jealous. Nathan just rolls his eyes, and pulls out his phone to make some calls, and when he's finally finished, he's lost sight of Peter. He looks for him everywhere and finds him at last out in the parking lot. Peter's lip is bleeding, and he has a black eye, and some redneck has him bent over the hood of a car, clearly intent on raping him. Nathan whips out the gun he carries for protection, and tells the guy to let go of Peter. The guy just smirks and says, "You're getting all riled up over this little whore? Faggot needs a good, hard cock up the ass. Probably would fuck every guy in the place if--" Nathan, usually so cool and calculating, pulls the trigger, because nobody talks about his brother that way. Peter wants to call the cops, tell the truth, but Nathan insists that no one will ever connect them to what happened if they just go, get out of there now. But of course, the authorities do manage to untangle it, and someone, probably Linderman, puts out the word that they're dangerous mutants, so it becomes an all out manhunt. They run, and when the authorities finally catch up to them, Peter whispers, "Let's just keep going." Nathan hesitates, "We won't ever be able to come back." Peter nods, and Nathan guns the engine, and the car goes over a nearby cliff. In the smoke and fire and confusion afterwards, the authorities don't notice out on the horizon, what looks like two men, hand-in-hand, flying.
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:08 pm (UTC)Lookit them snappers!!
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:12 pm (UTC)I would read all of those in a heartbeat.
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:13 pm (UTC):-)
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:13 pm (UTC)Also, I doubt I'm going to write this, so feel free to claim the idea as your own if you like!
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:17 pm (UTC)(Love your icon, btw!)
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:18 pm (UTC)Ooooh yes! Yes, Yes YES!!!!! *dies*
I love "Romancing" and this is just too, too perfect. I can imagine Townboy Rodney bitching about the heat, the plants and the insects. While Jungle! John eyes his wallet
arseup. OMG An "Indiana" John, even!Pretty please, Lenore, *flutters lashes* you write it and I'll do you a graphic!(See Icon.Better yet see the whole *nekkid!John* here (http://miso-no-tsuki.livejournal.com/14728.html#cutid1) )
How's *that* for bribery?
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:22 pm (UTC)Seriously. YOU MUST WRITE THIS.
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:38 pm (UTC)I'll check out nekkid!John when I get home!
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Date: 2007-07-20 07:57 pm (UTC)Instead of just pitiful.
*watches clock*.
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Date: 2007-07-20 08:00 pm (UTC)*runs off to take poll*
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Date: 2007-07-20 08:32 pm (UTC)As for the scenarios, they're awesome, as usual, though -
John takes on Rodney's case, and while he's at it, takes Rodney's money and his virginity, too.
- this bit almost split my sides while I was contemplating whether Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner had a shred of virginity left between the two of them. In short: LMAO, you have been hoarding the best crack, as usual.
From #2:
He lays a hand casually on Clark's ass and winks.
You don't know how many teenaged nights I'd spent imagining a similar scenario with Pierce Brosnan in mind... *daydreams with Lex pasted into there, happily*
The other two fandoms/movies I'm not that familiar with, but if it's you writing, I'll probably be reading anyway. *goes to set up banners and stuff to cheer you on the way*
Smallville YES!!!
Date: 2007-07-20 08:50 pm (UTC)you remember the review I left for your 'You can call me Al' finale... that's be peanuts compared to the feedback I'd give to any new SV fic you start up.
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Date: 2007-07-20 09:50 pm (UTC)Michael DouglasSheppard ends up with his face betweenKathleen Turner'sMcKay's legs, I WILL GIVE YOU ONE BILLION VIRTUAL DOLLARS.no subject
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Date: 2007-07-23 06:17 pm (UTC)another plug for SV
Date: 2007-07-25 04:38 pm (UTC)oh PLEASE, Lenore. I fell in love with the concept you outlined over here the moment I heard the words Remington Steele ala SV. I was a huge Remington Steele fan once upon a time, and I still carry a soft spot for the show in my heart, and I'd LOVE to see the concept of that lovely drama combined with the chemistry of your Clex AU-verse.
I look forward to the story. Good luck.