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I'm spamming today... Rarr!
1) Make a list of 10 characters.
2) Assign each character a number.
3) Without telling anyone who's on the list or the character's assigned number, get questions from your flist about what they'd like to know about them. IE: "If 3 and 4 were trapped in a cave together with only a blanket and a toothpick, what would they do?" (The more random the better!)
4) Post the answers and who was who on the list.
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1) Make a list of 10 characters.
2) Assign each character a number.
3) Without telling anyone who's on the list or the character's assigned number, get questions from your flist about what they'd like to know about them. IE: "If 3 and 4 were trapped in a cave together with only a blanket and a toothpick, what would they do?" (The more random the better!)
4) Post the answers and who was who on the list.
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"If you try ordering drinks in a different accent one more time I will kill you," Sidney warns, narrowing her eyes at Lorelai.
"I'd like to see you try, arr?" Lorelai says, squinting one eye shut and making a hook of a hand. Cameron, unfortunately cuffed to both women and therefore in the middle by default, flings his arms wide which has the added bonus of effectively separating them.
"I'm trained to kill in forty seven different ways!" Sidney calls, flailing a leg in Lorelai's direction in frustration.
"Since when is pirate an accent anyway?" Cameron asks. "You lost your own game."
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"It's a journal," Sam says, turning the book over in his hands. He opens it and finds the pages blank except for the first. Don't let anger be your life, the inscription reads.
"You're freaky alternate self is as big a girl as you are," Dean announces from the bathroom and Sam snorts, tucking the journal away in his duffle.
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John's not really sure how it happens, but he's standing on a stage with a scary amount of women eyeing him with something predatory in their faces. He looks across the stage at the tall brunette in the wings who had hustled him off the street with the promise of free steak.
There was a bearded man in a scary looking cable-knit going red-faced at the podium. "How much am I bid?" he asks, looking pained.
Lorelai, as he finds out her name is later, tells him that Taylor Doose will do anything if you tack the words it's for charity onto what you're trying to achieve.
I want to drive a burning car through the city centre, it's for charity!
He's found her quite annoyingly pursuasive in fact, having hustled John to the stage with the words kittens, puppies and landmines. He hadn't really wanted to know what those three things had to do with each other in a small town called Stars Hollow.
What made all this bearable was Rodney, being held in a death grip by a stern-looking woman who bared more than a passing resemblance to Lorelai. "It's for charity," he heard the woman hiss as Rodney squawked in protest.
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And yes, perfect summation of Taylor!
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"Could we have perhaps found a better place than the engine room?" Mal complains as Dean sheepishly pulls on his trousers and Ronon... doesn't. "You both have guest quarters. I've a mind to restrict you to 'em."
Ronon raises his eyebrows. "Okay," he says, getting up and reaching a hand out for Dean. Mal rolls his eyes and smacks Ronon's hand.
"I meant your own, separate quarters," he snaps.
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"I was expectin'" Dean huffs. "For maybe dinner and wine and some... oof! Watch the nails."
Kaylee rolls her eyes, wrenching at Dean's belt. "I wasn't exactly lookin' for food and polite conversation," Kaylee says, managing to get the belt free and across the room with a flick of the hand.
"Yeah, I'm starting to get that impression."
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8 & 10 in Vegas with pink flamingos, what happened?
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"I thought you were talking about the plastic kind," Dean says with not a small amount of awe in his voice. Currently there are a dozen scantily clad women in their comped suite, all with pink feathers and glitter and not much else.
"Why would I have gone out for those?" Ronon asks, looking confused.
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"I'm not really even sure how this is possible," Dean says, scrubbing a hand through his hair. The man with the greying temples sighs and looks at the scientist who keeps stealing M&Ms from the bowl on the coffee table.
"It's simple really," the scientist says. "Colonel Sheppard here was thrown into the future by a singularity explosion. He of course slept with the first cute and willing woman he stumbled across-"
"Hey!"
"Let me finish! There's the whole her going back in time to get through."
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2. And what were they doing with a toothpick in the first place, anyway?
3. If 8, 9 and 10 teamed up to get them out of the cave, who would be the team leader, if any?
4. Would they succeed with the rescue mission, and how would they go about it?
5. If, in the absence of all previously mentioned numbers, 1, 2 and 5 decided to stage a coup, would their primary weapon be politics or explosives?
6. And whose idea was it in the first place?
7. At what point in time do they start really, really regretting it?
8. Was it 7's fault 3 and 4 got trapped in the cave? If so, why?
9. And if not, why not.
10. What was 2 doing with the frog?
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You could always to just the first one or just the last one :-P
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Mal Reynolds - Dwarf with a bad attitude
Sidney - Female Elf Fighter
Dean Winchester - Troll beserker with maxed strength.
:D
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"It's not you, it's me."
"Oh my god, don't even try that crap with me."
"Okay, maybe I like being the manliest person in a relationship and that's hard to do with you."
"Don't compliment me at the same time your telling me we're not having sex anymore!"
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Thanks!
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ETA: Hee, I've just seen who 2 and 10 are!
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