Jul. 2nd, 2009

karanguni: (RENO turns)
Adapted from the poll earlier this week because K:
  1. Doesn't have the brains to write a full fic yet
  2. But wants to write bits and pieces
  3. And is totally unashamed of subjecting 2 totally unrelated fandoms to a knockout poll to see which one gets written first


8D THE WORD COUNT IS NOT AN INDICATION OF MY BIAS. Not at all. Note: everything is written as-is: no grammar/logic/fun checks for me at 234am!

HP: Marauders fic! In which Peter is not stupid, and neither is James, and neither is Sirius uncouth, oh and Remus is a badass. Featuring James and Sirius and some talking. 287 words )

FFVII: Tseng under Creepymanpedo Veld! An early scene, featuring Reeve and Veld and a lot of rain. 1106 words )

DECISION TIME:

Poll #652 HP v FFVII Knockout Round
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 6


AND THE WINNER IS

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HP Mauradertimes
4 (66.7%)

FFVII Veld-o-mania
2 (33.3%)

karanguni: (zechs MERQUISE)
Drabble Battle #2! Unfortunately, the Discworld prompt somehow managed to fling itself off the Elephants and go thundering elsewhere, so for the moment the battle rages between Space and Space. 8D [personal profile] voksen is to blame for the Gundam Wing, and everyone else is to blame for Trek.

Again, word count is not an indication of bias (FOR SERIOUS THIS TIME), and nothing is really read through or fully thought out. Experimenting with a few new styles, too!

Gundam Wing: Treize lives! But Zechs takes huge political falls. (And I somehow manage to write only the introduction, where Treize doesn't appear at all, huzzah!) 1031 words. )


Trek: Flying-o-phobic McCoy, meet Starfleet! 437 words. )


DECISIONS, DECISIONS:

Poll #664 Gundam Wing v. Star Trek knockout battle!
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7


And it was:

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Gundam Wing forever!
3 (42.9%)

Trek to infinity!
4 (57.1%)



ALSO WIK!!!: it is imperative (see the number of exclamation marks I used there?) that you give me your addresses for the Great Mailer if you wish to receive mail! SHYNESS IS NOT AN OPTION. I love sending mail, so indulge my sad little life and go paste yourself there. 8D

 

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