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It's That Time Again!
I'm in massive cleaning mode, with a PC-nuking on the horizon. I have both cons and LARP-dates coming up. I'm feeling good and crazy-busy and haven't written a thing in months- you know what this means....
Meme time! Ganked from one or more of beckyh2111, spyridona, darkpuck, and I think suzukiblu but that might be a secondhand gank at this point. Anyway- list me an Avatar character or pairing, and I'll see what I can some up with for these ten different AUs. Please bear in mind that I may be much slower in answering than others.
1. wild west:
2. cyberpunk:
3. furries:
4. pirates:
5. ...in SPACE!!:
6. born another gender:
7. schoolfic:
8.police/firefighterspick your poison (and specify please!):
9. urban fantasy:
10. harem:
Meme Is Closed! Thank you, everyone, for your prompts and your patience- I'll work through these, it just may take a bit.
Meme time! Ganked from one or more of beckyh2111, spyridona, darkpuck, and I think suzukiblu but that might be a secondhand gank at this point. Anyway- list me an Avatar character or pairing, and I'll see what I can some up with for these ten different AUs. Please bear in mind that I may be much slower in answering than others.
1. wild west:
2. cyberpunk:
3. furries:
4. pirates:
5. ...in SPACE!!:
6. born another gender:
7. schoolfic:
8.
9. urban fantasy:
10. harem:
Meme Is Closed! Thank you, everyone, for your prompts and your patience- I'll work through these, it just may take a bit.
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Part 1! (more to follow...)
The widow-woman goes to church every Sunday, the picture of hard-bitten virtue earned just as much as any respectable wife in this dusty town. She’s real careful to keep it that way- refusing to so much as glance at a disreputable ranch-hand who gambles too much and wins too often for how raggy he keeps himself.
The only rumors that swirl around her is that maybe she got herself half-scalped by some rogue Water-tribe, but Jet thinks he knows better.
2. Cyberpunk-
He can’t believe he took that mark as the sign of a fighter, someone who’d woken once and fought to keep from surrendering into placid, cowardly sleep again. He can’t believe he took a spoiled socialite for a true wakened dreamer- or he can, but he wishes he hadn’t. Should’ve seen the signs, the brand logos on the jacks, even slumming it like she was in the broke-down reaches of the lowest bubble-towns, pretty gold pod all stripped and dented when it got covertly placed there.
Now she’s sold them all out for the chance at finding a needle in a haystack, one pod among thousands holding a kid that probably isn’t even genetically hers. Fucking madwoman thinks it’s all real.
Jet guns the motor of his speeder, shivering at the feel of real atmo screaming past real skin, and wishes he could set a sweep for that little niggling voice that cries mercy. Quarantine the fucker.
Mercy never freed brain-slaves. Mercy only exacerbated the problem. Mercy only ever got you killed.
But there it sits, flashing its little warning light, beeping forlornly- even as his overclocked senses override it in the wash of adrenaline and speed.
3. Furries-
She doesn’t sing, she doesn’t dance, and she has no time for a lanky, scruffy tom who hasn’t even presented himself to the gathering yet (either). At the edge of the junkyard, the ginger queen keeps to herself and glances constantly to the side, where she thinks her kit remains cunningly concealed. Jet washes his face, and thinks of where he’s hidden a nice bit of fish-paste that might do to tease her out, get her to sing a few notes of her song his way.
He’s not big and buff and blonde, but he can keep a queen happy enough- and blustery Tugger gets quite enough tail already.
When Macavity appears and blocks out the moon, she’s the first to clamp jaws around her kit’s head and leap off with it in tow, and things get too busy in the ensuing fight to really keep track of where she’s gone.
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That furries part make me go a bit aww and the wild west is awesome. Who was she married to? Zhao?
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The cyberpunk captures Jet'sblack and white crazy so perfectly. I hope you post more soon.
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And as attackfish said, the Cyberpunk one was very good at portraying Jet and his craziness. I'm intrigued by the world you wrote - we just get a hint of what's going on.
Also, mama!cat!Zura! :D I love the image of her just picking up her kit and leaving for somewhere safe. :)
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Part 2!
The Freedom Fighter is once again triumphant, and Captain Jet strides the deck on red-slicked soles with nary a slip. They’re bringing up the prisoners from below and- hello, is that a noble of the Fire Nation…? Soft gown, gold trim, slippers on instead of boots- he’d wager it is.
She’s fighting hard and baring her teeth around a tight cloth gag, even after Pipsqueak gives her a tap on the back of the head- chivalry be damned, Fire-women are dangerous- and Jet lets her stew as he walks up and down the line of battered, beaten sailors.
“Where’s your captain?” he asks with a smile, and no one answers. He’s about to make a further point when Sneers comes up from the depths with a bundle in his arms and a nasty grin on his face.
“Hey boss- I found their treasure! Oh, and some loot and munitions, too…”
The bundle wiggles- and wails.
Their pretty noble prisoner goes rigid- and the gag disappears in a geyser of flames.
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Part 3!
“The Ba Sing Se ain’t no place for a baby.” The captain turns, that battered brown coat showing its scars more than its wearer, and Zura is about ready to heave the man against the side of his own ship by the lapels.
“I’m not looking to live here, I just want passage-!”
Uncle steps around and manages to appeal to the younger man as a veteran- he doesn’t mention which side- and by nightfall they’re stowed safely away in a too-small bunk. The captain declines to give them the tour, leaving that to a small woman with suspicious eyes and a lazy air of danger that didn’t come from any respectable academy Zura has ever heard of. Her husband, the pilot, just gives them a nod behind his hat, although he smiles at Lan Min when she waves from her mother’s arms.
Things are quiet until they’re halfway out between the moons, and then the smuggling run they're apparently on goes sour. Zura doesn’t want to stick out, but if it comes down to being boarded by the Alliance she’s screwed too, so she picks a nice pair of guns out of the heap and prepares to repel.
It isn’t until the fireworks die down that she catches the captain eyeing her speculatively- and it isn’t until the next port and several entirely unnecessary shootouts later that she caves and takes equal shares.
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In other news, I love Iroh playing the veteran to Jet. Gives me a warm fuzzy spot of sheer hilarity.
#6- Born Another Gender
"I can keep them safe," Jet lies, like breathing. What she can do, is keep them moving, keep them going, even when the food is bad and the winter's long and the weak-
Well, the weak don't last long. Or the sick. Or the small.
But this is Ba Sing Se, and Lin is the sturdiest kid she's ever seen, and Li's let Jin babysit every day this week. Jet picks and prods, and finally she's settled in with a hand for a shadow-puppet and an armful of happy toddler.
This is Ba Sing Se, and she will see to it that this city is kept safe, for those she cares about.
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