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Hey, everybody, I'm [livejournal.com profile] 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

Date: 2012-05-28 05:10 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tigriswolf

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)
From: [identity profile] treva-fountain.livejournal.com
Lyra woke up screaming. It wasn't her voice, though it did sound vaguely familiar, but that hardly registered because something else was much, much more wrong. Pan wasn't there. There was a daemon nearby, shivering on the edge of the bed, but it wasn't Pan, and Pan wasn't anywhere near that she could tell.
"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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