Let's play a game!

[perpetual_motion]

It's called, "Gimmie a fandom, some characters, and any specifics you want, and I'll write you comment fic!"

Fun game, yeah? Have at it, folks! You'll keep me entertained as I continue to rebuild my iTunes. Did I mention I deleted 23 gigs of music? Because I totally did. Because I am a fucking idiot.

Comments

[perpet-fic.livejournal.com]

I just laughed so hard I have tears in my eyes. Fantastic!

And let's not forget the smoldering cigarette.
Or that one Lantern that is actually made of fire. (because there totally is one)

[moonsong42.livejournal.com]

Oh, the possibilities.
---
"Did we just get streaked by the FlamingOne?"
*whoosh*
"Hey, how was I supposed to know that gin gave the FlamingOne hiccups?"
*whoosh*
"I think we should cut-off FlamingOne, s/he's looking a bit green around the gills."
"FlamingOne has gills?"
"It's a figure of speech, numbnuts, it means...oh."
"So that's what flaming vomit looks like."
*whoosh*
"Did you say that Hal was possessed by the Ghost of the Great-fucking-London Fire?"
*whoosh*
Guy is rolling on the ground with laughter, while Hal stands over him, looking unamused, and Kyle's hands are being treated for minor burns.
"So let me get this straight. You bought Kyle new charcoal and drawing paper from an art catalog you found, and didn't check any of the fine print?"
"Bwa ha ha ha ha ha!"
"I'm never drawing in the bar again, asshole. Why'd you have to get the flaming paper?"
*whoosh*