Mar. 6th, 2007

[identity profile] thebatjournal.livejournal.com
((ooc: Knitmeapony here. I've popped Rube and I am now unpopping Bruce Wayne. GJ (Marcone-mun) is unpopping Clark Kent. Together, they fight crime. Or at least snark. ))

You'd think that being The Batman would grant you immunity to certain things. Taxes, for instance. Speed limits. Turning into snack food.

Sadly, taxes were as inevitable as ever and Bruce paid out thousands of dollars a year driving through the streets and forgetting which car he's in.

And, judging from his position in the popcorn room and his current soggy state, he was not immune from the third, either. He sighed and slicked back his hair out of his eyes before hopping down off the pedestal, feet silent as they hit the ground. It was rather fortunate he hadn't come back in the Batsuit - that would take a rather disturbingly long time to get everything cleaned out of the nooks and crannies of that.

He saw motion out of the corner of his eye and turned sharply. Oh. "You," he said to Clark, with a sigh. Of all the people to be buttered with.
[identity profile] ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com
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[identity profile] jewboy-wonder.livejournal.com
((I am a sockpuppet MACHINE today! *fist in air* More tl;dr-ness. This is kind of AU as well, takes place before either of them came to Hogwarts and yet... it's kind of that they're in the same situation? I have no idea. Just read it XD By request of [livejournal.com profile] lilypotter60!))


( One of these things is... not like the other... )
[identity profile] canes-can-kill.livejournal.com
((Response to the sockpuppeting meme, worked into HH!canon because I can. Link goes to character journal.))

(To the night, recklessly we fly/ Already dead we'll never die./ Stalling the sandman, fighting back/ Drinking like a madman, run away from the light to come.)
[identity profile] primediscordian.livejournal.com
Eris was chipper. Cheerie, even. She'd decided (after talking with LFV and Crowley) that her problem wasn't in her methods. No no, it was in the bait! So she was rigging a trap just south of the Great Hall again, and considering. If good bait wasn't tea, or scones, or biscuits... what else did the Doctor like?

Oh! Of course! He liked mortals in trouble! Now, see, now she knew where she was going.

"You!" She points. "I need to borrow you."
[identity profile] sidney-reilly.livejournal.com
If you give all your love to some other guy then/You can't expect kisses from me.


((As promised, Reilly meets Laura Palmer. Backdated to Reilly's Sorting. I'll probably get to Ian and Brenda tomorrow night.))

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