Concertigrossi's plotbunny meme

[oneiriad]

I will list out some my fandoms. You, dear reader, give me the nub of the plot, a character and possibly a pairing (and/or a crossover), and I will tell you how it came about.

Example:

Firefly/Pirates of the Caribbean, Captain Jack Sparrow

The immortal Captain Jack needs a lift (while carrying some contraband, naturally) and happens to run across the Serenity. Mal agrees to take him where he needs to go. His appearance freaks River right the hell out (he's got a lot more memories than most, see); Simon can't stand him because he upsets his sister; Jayne and Mal are just annoyed by him; Book is intrigued; Zoe threatens death when he hits on her; Wash is all, "Why are you hitting on my wife, weirdo?"; Inara won't touch him with a 10-foot pole, and he very nearly talks Kaylee into bed.

Cracky ideas are highly likely. If I write "So-and-so gets a frontal lobotomy," that means you've hit TILT and I can't figure it out. For non-concurrent canons, I reserve the right to glom onto any common time-traveling trope, and may invoke the Highlander option.

Some of my fandoms:

Pirates of the Caribbean
Sandman
Good Omens
Discworld
Kindred the Embraced
Robin of Sherwood
Night watch (the books)
Pet shop of horrors
Norse myth
Neverwhere
Dr. Horrible's sing-along blog
Buffy the vampire slayer / Angel the series

Any takers?

Comments

[concertigrossi.livejournal.com]

Dr. Horrible/Buffy, involving Giles. :)

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Hmmm.

It's the time right after Sunnydale became a bit too dale-ish, so to speak. The people of the last bus out are in - probably LA, maybe San Francisco - somewhere not too far away, recuperating a bit. Just a bit.

Probably LA. Maybe.

Anyway, something weird is going on in town - admittedly, something weird is always going on. Several of the new slayers keep reporting encountering a weird guy dressed like something out of the early 80s - definitely kind of undead, not a vampire, but something - and with more charm than even Dracula. I'm not entirely sure about the nature of these encounters - not nasty, I think, but the new slayers are in over their pretty little heads - and the guy keeps making these weird comments. Maybe Buffy has an encounter and has her arse kicked or something - because seriously, they might be heroes, but this is a genuine supervillain.

Eventually someone comments that the guy "kind of looked like David Bowie" - considering the crowd there might or might not be a reference to the Labyrinth - at which point Giles has a realization and - acts all mysterious and evasive and leaves.

Cue everybody being all worried about Giles and deciding to stalk him (for his own good, of course) - and after some hijinks they eventually find him in an alley, having a fullblown make-out session with a dead guy who does indeed look remarkably like David Bowie.

See, it turns out that back in Giles' Ripper-days - before the nasty bits with Eyghon, but still, with that crowd with Ethan and the rest - he and Ethan had managed to get to a party in London that including one mr. Bowie - and a rather nasty series of events had led to one very Dead David Bowie and all evidence pointing to poor innocent Ripper and Ethan. They decide to try some magic to - well - fix it, but since this was chaos magic, something went wrong. Instead of bringing Bowie back to life, it simply wakes him up Dead - and oddly enough, with mystical voodoo powers - as well as creating a perfect clone of him.

At least Dead Bowie doesn't seem to actually mind his new status - if the miniature orgy he promptly tempts (well, there's not that much tempting involved, really) Ethan and Giles into. And then he rode off into the sunset to become a supervillain, leaving the superstar part to the clone, which carried on nobly enough, even if it does miss a certain something.

And - I'm not entirely sure were it goes from there - maybe after having reacquainted himself (a lot - thoroughly - possibly in various kinky ways) with Giles he wonders about the current whereabouts of Ethan - and then sets out to free him from the military, because what supervillain couldn't use a grateful chaos mage henchman? - leaving a very sated Giles and a bunch of traumatized Scoobies in his wake...

[concertigrossi.livejournal.com]

HA!

That's fabulous. :)

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Glad you think so :-)

Have another go?

[concertigrossi.livejournal.com]

Sure! Let me think...

Good Omens/Pirates of the Caribbean, James Norrington.

:)

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Right, here goes nothing. Uhm, sorry, I think this turned more ficcish than it was supposed to...

At first James is relieved - at least this slaver isn't a smuggler going to do his level best to get rid of the evidence before the navy ship catches up with it. At least this is a perfectly legitimate vessel that just happens to be French and therefore a legitimate prize. His relief is gone by the time he enters the cargo hold. Monsieur Jaune, the ship's physician, wrings his hands as he describes the usual course of the illness - and later James will remember the strange gleam in the man's eyes, as his own ship lies at anchor outside of Port Royal, waiting while his men dies around him, waiting for the end of the quarantine.

Frau Karmesin does not at first seem like a particularly memorable passenger, even if James wonders why the Admiral insisted on him sailing her to Haiti instead of simply paying for her passage by the post boat. Later he'll remember only too well how she laughed in the middle of the pitched three-way battle - and the taste of his own blood as she bit into his lips, the strength of her as she pushed him down on his cot, impaling herself and laughing as she rode him, laughing as he tried to push her off. Later he'll try to forget.

Johann van Zwart might be a succesful merchant, but listening to him talk about his business ventures is making this dinner party unbearably long - and the usually so very good food at the Governor's table tastes bland today - well, the better parts of it, anyway. James is a sailor, so he soldiers on, defiantly chewing and swallowing, while around the table gentlemen and ladies are trying to discreetly not eat. And next to him, van Zwart drones on and on about his latest deal, a favourable monopoly on the selling of supplies for the slaves on some of the Windward Islands.

He never actually sees the man on the horse. He barely even sees the horse. He's fairly sure it's white. Reasonably sure. Maybe. Perhaps more yellow than white. But he'll stand before the gallows as the hangman opens the hatch or by the market as a rolling barrel crashes into a child or at the beach as the man whose second he was slowly collapses in a growing red pool - and he'll hear the sound of hooves and turn around one moment too late. Always too late. He's starts to hear it aboard ship and thinks perhaps he's growing crazy, then later in Tortuga and tries to drown it with rum, as the hooves sound as the echo of fired shots and angry shouts. Then he hears it aboard the Flying Dutchman and this time he finally manages to turn around in time, but he's still not entirely sure what colour the horse is.

[concertigrossi.livejournal.com]

Oh, very cool! :) Fic-ish is good... that's the point of meme-challenges, isn't it?

I love the horsemen in Good Omens. (And the secondary ones, too... "People Sodding Covered In Fish"..

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, that is the point - mind you, I just might post this as a ficlet thing. See if anybody else wants to read it. Uhm. You wouldn't happen to have any ideas for a title, would you?

And the horsemen are cool - and the secondary ones - but Crowley is my favourite (and the sushi dinners getting their vengeance is probably second :-)

[concertigrossi.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the slow reply, I went out of town for the weekend..

I have a very soft spot in my heart for Aziraphale and Crowley. :)

The NYT reviewer for Pratchett's Monstrous Regiment said that reviewing his books is always difficult because you end up wanting to quote your favorite bits...

Perhaps just "Horsemen?" or "The Riders?"

[oneiriad.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale and Crowley :)
Who are hopefully still enjoying each other's company in that cottage on the Downs, right? :-)

Poor reviewer - I think the editor would frown on someone just trying to print the book itself as the review, although that would probably be a fine idea, don't you think?

And sorry, I kind of went forward and gave it the title "In Living Colour".