Aug. 18th, 2008

karanguni: (Alex KRAPANOS)
Dear Neglected Final Fantasy VII Readers on the flist:

This is my inner voice for Tseng speaking. After 2428 stories in which Tseng does nothing much other than, um, kick a lot of ass and/or have mildly disturbing flashbacks and/or stays quite firmly in his nice, mono-fandom spot, would you guys be interested in (I know I'm a total w00b and failure here) seeing his ass get sort of kicked in a Batman crossover?

Because, um, yeah. Tseng. In Gotham. Um. I'll be here. Holding up little signs that say "endorse the plotbunny". *WEEPS FOR FANDOM PURITY*

In other news )

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax