Conversations with strange people (part 1)
Friday, 4 January 2008 22:38![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I haven't been writing much anything lately, so I decided to go back to this post and give those ideas you guys had a whirl.
For
sasha_davidnova, Voldemort and Aziraphale
(she never specified the form of Voldemort at the time, though.)
"Excuse me, pardon."
ssss.
"Hmm. You haven't seen another fellow around here? About six feet long, likes apple trees?"
Ssssthsssa shhsss sesssa.
"No I didn't figure you would. Evil mastermind and all, worlds to conquer, teenagers to outwit."
Sssssthss.
"Oh, I know the type."
Ssss thsesssthssa sss asssesss.
"I'm not certain I could, er, help you with that little problem. Bodies aren’t all that easy to come by, and while it was a very nice sword you are, you know, evil."
ssstha thssssesss sss.
"Oh, he isn't so much bad as, well… I'm not entirely sure one can help being a demon."
sssesss thsss shhh.
"That little bit of wood? Of course I can, anything for a friend, er. … Well. I must be on my way. Master Voldemort, take care."
For
ignipies, Sandman's Death and Discworld's Death
"Hey, handsome."
ME?
"No, the other tall dark and mysterious fellow carrying a scythe around this saloon."
OH.
"Yes, you. You look like you could use some food."
THIS IS HOW I ALWAYS LOOK.
"And the robes? Not so subtle."
IT HAS NOT BEEN A PROBLEM IN THE PAST.
"Times are changing, you know. This world, these people, always thinking, creating--"
YOU HAVE, AROUND YOUR NECK--
"-- Who'd've thought they'd find a way to live forever?"
WHO, INDEED. IT IS A… FAMILIAR TRINKET.
"This? You might say I found it in my travels. I thought it was pretty, the way the sand falls."
…
"You look tired. Let me buy you a drink."
I DO NOT DRINK.
"I know."
IS IT YOU WHO'VE COME FOR ME, OR I FOR YOU?
"Something fiery and golden. To commemorate the occasion. The sand is almost gone."
AND OUR DUTY?
"Have I ever told you that you remind me of someone I used to know? He was tall and pale, too. Liked to talk about responsibility."
DO YOU HEAR THAT?
"Hmm. Hear what?"
IT IS THE SOUND OF WINGS.
For
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
(she never specified the form of Voldemort at the time, though.)
"Excuse me, pardon."
ssss.
"Hmm. You haven't seen another fellow around here? About six feet long, likes apple trees?"
Ssssthsssa shhsss sesssa.
"No I didn't figure you would. Evil mastermind and all, worlds to conquer, teenagers to outwit."
Sssssthss.
"Oh, I know the type."
Ssss thsesssthssa sss asssesss.
"I'm not certain I could, er, help you with that little problem. Bodies aren’t all that easy to come by, and while it was a very nice sword you are, you know, evil."
ssstha thssssesss sss.
"Oh, he isn't so much bad as, well… I'm not entirely sure one can help being a demon."
sssesss thsss shhh.
"That little bit of wood? Of course I can, anything for a friend, er. … Well. I must be on my way. Master Voldemort, take care."
For
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Hey, handsome."
ME?
"No, the other tall dark and mysterious fellow carrying a scythe around this saloon."
OH.
"Yes, you. You look like you could use some food."
THIS IS HOW I ALWAYS LOOK.
"And the robes? Not so subtle."
IT HAS NOT BEEN A PROBLEM IN THE PAST.
"Times are changing, you know. This world, these people, always thinking, creating--"
YOU HAVE, AROUND YOUR NECK--
"-- Who'd've thought they'd find a way to live forever?"
WHO, INDEED. IT IS A… FAMILIAR TRINKET.
"This? You might say I found it in my travels. I thought it was pretty, the way the sand falls."
…
"You look tired. Let me buy you a drink."
I DO NOT DRINK.
"I know."
IS IT YOU WHO'VE COME FOR ME, OR I FOR YOU?
"Something fiery and golden. To commemorate the occasion. The sand is almost gone."
AND OUR DUTY?
"Have I ever told you that you remind me of someone I used to know? He was tall and pale, too. Liked to talk about responsibility."
DO YOU HEAR THAT?
"Hmm. Hear what?"
IT IS THE SOUND OF WINGS.
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2008-01-05 03:45 (UTC)Very much.
Is it too late to request one?
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2008-01-05 03:49 (UTC)no subject
2008-01-05 03:54 (UTC)Hm.
I would like to read a conversation between Crowley and John Winchester.
EDIT: I'm curious, do you still enjoy drawing? I used to really like what you came up with.
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2008-01-05 04:18 (UTC)I haven't drawn much in a long while -- other than sketches in my class notes and that cover for a friend's book. More animals than people. But thank you!
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2008-01-06 01:13 (UTC)