Meme ahoy!

[deathpixie]

I thought I'd share this one as a whole, since it's a lot of fun and there's some amazing replies coming out of it. Grabbed from [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]

MEME: give me a character I play/have played and an alternate universe and I'll come up with a new backstory and PB for them. Example, Wonder Woman in Burn Notice. If you're nice, I may even do the same for you.

Responses include:

Yvette/Chuck

Amanda/Life on Mars

Essex/BUrn Notice

Remy/Big Bang Theory

Garrison/The Guild

Essex/Firefly-Serenity

Kyle/Numb3rs

Marie-Ange/Angel: The Series

Sofia/Leverage

Paige/Bones

Paige/Big Bang Theory

Angelo/Life on Mars(original)


Anyone else want to play? ;)

Comments

[calliopes_pen]

And here's Meggan/Buffyverse.

[sephirajo.livejournal.com]

I would... but I have a very small, very esoteric group of fandoms compared to most people. >__<

So, if someone gives me a fandom I know... XD

[deathpixie]

See, this is where I get to be sneaky and ask for two. ;)

Dori/Avatar: The Last Airbender

[frito-kal.livejournal.com]

(anyone who hasn't seen my post, feel free to hit me here.)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

Oooh, yes! But I can't think of a fandom or character?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

They found the boy on P3X-528. The 'gate terminus lead out into a cave complex. The inhabitants were mostly dead, lying in state in mausoleum complexes deep within the caves. He couldn't speak and Sam and then, later Janet, were fascinated by his snake-like tongue. He was terrified of Teal'c and of Jack but, was, after a while, willing to communicate to Daniel via a Goa'uld device that had been fused to his hands and projected text in glowing blue hieroglyphs against the cave walls.

They only ever saw one other inhabitant in the caves, though they heard more, a girl who was maybe fifteen, spiky bones growing out of her shoulders.


Monet had gone to Paris for university and from there, she'd moved to New York and, after a brief stint as a model, had gotten into high-end promotions. Mostly, though, she collected gorgeous young men and older, wealthy ones who gave her jewellery. But, mostly, she was bored. People were easy and clients even easier, when their goals and their motives were mostly the same. She was a rising star in the company and wouldn't have tolerated anything else. And then one day she Neal. He was gorgeous, his motives were a little more opaque than she was used to and, eventually, he went his way with the little Rembrandt prints she'd kept on her bookshelf.

It took her three months and more money than she cared to admit to before she was able to put the pieces together and managed a late-night conversation with a dreadfully-repressed looking FBI agent named Peter.

She felt mildly guilty when she testified at Neal's trial.