Monday: Body Swap
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ibonekoen and I'll be your host for the week! As you can see, I'm already off to a great start! Sorry for the late start; I'll try to make it on time tomorrow!
Anyway, onto the prompt: Body Swap! Think Freaky Friday, only featuring your characters! Go wild with the AUs, mix it up with some crossovers! Whatever you do, always remember to have fun! ;)
As always, here are the rules:
-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Here are some examples to get you started:
Glee, Kurt+author's choice (except Karofsky), Wait a second, this isn't my room!
Avengers movieverse, Clint+Tony, He's always wondered what it was like to wear the Iron Man suit.
Glee/White Collar, Neal(/Cooper)+Blaine, So this is what it's like being 17 again...
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ibonekoen and I'll be your host for the week! As you can see, I'm already off to a great start! Sorry for the late start; I'll try to make it on time tomorrow!Anyway, onto the prompt: Body Swap! Think Freaky Friday, only featuring your characters! Go wild with the AUs, mix it up with some crossovers! Whatever you do, always remember to have fun! ;)
As always, here are the rules:
-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Here are some examples to get you started:
Glee, Kurt+author's choice (except Karofsky), Wait a second, this isn't my room!
Avengers movieverse, Clint+Tony, He's always wondered what it was like to wear the Iron Man suit.
Glee/White Collar, Neal(/Cooper)+Blaine, So this is what it's like being 17 again...
tag=bodyswap
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Date: 2012-05-28 04:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-28 04:59 pm (UTC)Bird of a Different Alloy (fill, with possibly the longest parenthetical known to man)
Date: 2013-05-08 08:47 pm (UTC)The Suit.
Well, actually, he has like nine of them (ten, when the idea he had last Wednesday gets, ahem, ironed out and built,) but still. It’s the one thing the multibillionaire can think of, and since he’s really not cool with not being able to think of anything, he’s gonna go with this idea, and he’s gonna make it great. Better than the gifts from the others.
He’s gonna give Hawkeye a chance to spend the night cruising in the suit.
Oh, but not the main suit, not the red one that Tony uses most of the time. No, for this, he’s plucked out number 7 and had it repainted, just for the night, so that everything from the holographic face plate to the retractable wing panels evoke, well, a hawk. He’s even added a clamp on the back for a quiver and the new Asgardian ash bow.
Tomorrow, the team trains. Well, most of the team trains; tomorrow, Hawkeye jets off for Estonia with Hunt and his little spylings.
Tonight, the Hawk and the Iron Man are gonna play.
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-28 05:06 pm (UTC)Mission Impossible 4/Avengers movieverse, Brandt&Clint as twins, no one notices when they swap
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:08 pm (UTC)Supernatural/Avengers movieverse, Gabriel + Loki, he figures the kid won't mind if they trade bodies/realities for a few days. not like he can make more of mess, anyway.
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:10 pm (UTC)author's choice, author's choice, in a daemon AU - what happens to the daemons when people switch bodies?
AU of what they were doing in Bolvangar
Date: 2012-05-29 06:04 am (UTC)"Where is he?" she screamed. "Where'd you put him!"
Scientists in white lab coats surrounded the bed, started exclaiming over her, but they didn't explain anything. The pain wasn't any less than it had been a second ago either. Somehow, she shoved it down and tried to figure out what was going on.
To start, she wasn't her. Lyra stared down at what should have been her hands, but they were darker and slightly too large. Her neck was cold, like some of her hair was chopped off, and now she recognized the sound of her voice - the sound of the voice that came from her throat. Roger's.
The daemon on the end of the bed, the one that wasn't Pan, was also Roger's. Acaclea. She was a kitten, curled up and whimpering.
Lyra tried to calm down, but her breathe came quick and panicky. What did she remember? They'd been taken to the caught, and taken the horrible clean laboratory with the two cages. Her and Pan and Roger and Acaclea, each pair put in a cage, and weird wires attached to all their heads. There had been some sort of shot, a drug, so they stopped fighting. Then...then a lever was pulled, and a flash of light that she thought might have been only in her head, and waking up without Pan.
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:11 pm (UTC)Inception/White Collar(/RED), Neal&Arthur as Frank's twin sons, Eames is the first to notice when Neal&Arthur somehow swap bodies
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:15 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Loki + team, a spell backfires and no one's in the right body anymore (including Loki)
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Date: 2012-05-28 05:47 pm (UTC)Feet of Clay
Date: 2012-05-29 12:26 pm (UTC)Victor brought life to the dead, and now he's living in a patchwork of corpses. He feels lethargic, heavy, as though his very self is half-rotten and useless. If he hadn't known how to walk already, he'd be trapped in his monstrous creation.
It's punishment, he supposes. If Prometheus had his liver torn out every night for bringing fire down from Mount Olympus, then this is lenient in comparison.
He has woken in a dark, misty wood. It's some time before dawn, and all is silent. Victor is somewhat surprised that the Creature can feel cold. Although he moves slowly, he still moves; long hours of digging, sawing, and searching have come to fruition in this perfect, terrible form. There are no squeaks of sockets in joints, nor any torn stitches. Victor knows that he's committed an abomination, but at least he did it very well.
People react in the same way Victor did. He's too tall, too grey, too yellow in the eyes. He's not one of them. Victor discovers that the Creature can feel pain, too. He lumbers away, willing his mismatched feet onward. Every step is an effort, as though his mind is not in full control.
The Creature, though ... the Creature dances. He throws back Victor's head and laughs. His eyes sparkle at Elizabeth, his Elizabeth. It isn't by choice, but Victor finds himself with a thick skin, now. Even so, the sight of his creation conversing, drinking, and slotting in to the Frankenstein family is at once a testament to Victor's ability and a dagger to his stomach.
How can they not recognise a difference? Why is Elizabeth looking at the Creature in a way she's never once done with Victor? Can his identity truly mean so little that he can be replaced by a week-old aberration?
William raises short, chubby arms, and the Creature laughs. He reaches down and picks the boy up. He puts him on his shoulders and whirls around to the applause and gasps of the women surrounding them. William squeals with delight, his flushed young face aglow; Victor's former features are relaxed. He looks healthier than he's ever been, like he's been going outside in daylight, and sleeping through the night.
He looks beautiful.
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Victor has made his monster well. No matter what the villagers threw at him during his journey from Ingolstadt to Geneva, he survived. He feels pain and hunger and tiredness, but he needn't cave to any of them.
Victor discovers that, no matter what he does, he cannot kill what he's created. It takes a few weeks and many attempts, but in the end he accepts it. His punishment is not merely to have his wretched creature steal his life; it is to be hated for eternity, rejected in the same way he'd cast his own creation from him. If his laboratory was the Garden of Eden, his existence now was purgatory.
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PS I adore your Horrible Histories prompt, as well!. EDITED FOR TYPO
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Date: 2012-05-28 06:00 pm (UTC)I really need a Supernatural icon of some kind...
Date: 2012-05-29 02:30 am (UTC)The witch's spell worked like this: You did the last thing you would ever choose to do. One victim even murdered his entire family. So, if they'd had any idea the witch was on to them, they definitely would have taken more precautions, and probably should have.
Sam woke up to his brother's insistent, though monotone, voice. "Sam. You must awaken. There is an urgent issue that must be addressed."
"Dean?" He sat up and blinked. Dean was standing rather stiffly next to his bed, face fixed in an expression Sam was used to seeing on Castiel. "What's with the Cas impression? Not that it's not spot on or anything."
"I'm afraid it's not an impression," Dean said, though he hardly sounded like himself. The voice and the body were his, but everything else practically screamed Castiel. "Through some unknown circumstance, your brother appears to have become my vessel. Of greater concern is the fact that he is not present. What remains of Jimmy Novak appears to have come with me to this body, which I can only infer means-"
"Dean is out there somewhere in Jimmy's body?" Sam was fully awake now. "Do you remember where you were the last time you were in your old vessel?"
Just then, Sam's cell rang. The display indicated the call was coming from Castiel's phone. The voice on the other end sounded like Cas when he answered, but the word choice and inflection were all Dean.
"Dude, please tell me I'm having the most messed up nightmare of my entire life! I just woke up next to the frickin' duck pond in the middle of some park somewhere wearing a Cas meat suit!"
"Calm down, Dean-"
"Don't tell me to calm down! I'm in a monkey suit under a flasher coat!"
"I have never seen an actual monkey in a suit," Dean's body declared off to his left. "I don't understand why people call them that."
"We're going to find a way to fix this," Sam said as calmly as he could manage under the circumstances. "I need you to tell me where you are so we can come get you."
"How the hell should I know?" Castiel's voice demanded. It was surreal hearing his older brother in the angel's former vessel while his brother's body stood there staring at him with Cas' usual serious and slightly confused expression.
"Can you find some kind of landmark?"
Dean, and he was going to have to start calling him that, was grumbling something unflattering about him under his breath, but Sam could tell he was on the move. A short while later he heard the sound of a bell on the door of some kind of building, most likely a diner, knowing Dean.
"I know this is going to sound weird, but can you tell me where I am?" Sam could imagine Dean using his trademark charming grin, but he felt his right eye twitch every time he tried to imagine the expression on Castiel's face. He snapped himself out of it long enough to write down the diner and town names when Dean relayed them to him.
"Cas, do you still have angel powers? Do you think you could-" He looked up from writing to find the room empty. A few seconds later, Dean and Cas' forms reappeared. "I guess so..."
"Dammit, Cas!" Dean fumed. "You know I hate that angel teleportation crap!" Dean's glower looked terribly wrong on Castiel's face.
"It's much faster than driving, and I presume you want to fix this as soon as possible?" Sam wondered if all of this would be easier to handle if he weren't actually looking at them.
"Doesn't mean I have to like it." Dean stormed over to his bed and began stripping the sheets.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked.
"Lookin' for a hex bag," Dean informed him in a 'duh' tone. "Frickin' witches, man! She's so going down!"
Sam realized that actually made perfect sense. Dean had made no secret of the fact that he refused to let himself be used as a vessel, so naturally, if that was the last thing he would ever do...
"I need a drink," Sam announced, heading for the room's mini-fridge. "You want one?"
"Make mine a double," Dean requested as he continued his search.
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Date: 2012-05-28 06:01 pm (UTC)No fill...yet
Date: 2012-05-29 07:28 am (UTC)So many delicious prompts, so little time...*looks at both this and this (http://comment-fic.livejournal.com/343379.html?thread=60743763#t60743763)*.