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maskormenace2018-02-03 10:06 am
accelerate) wrote in maskormenace2018-02-03 10:06 am
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[ in a bid to try and remember the memories he has lost to flashpoint — a realisation our fast hero hasn't had yet — barry turns to the realm of fandom. what better way to jog his memory than to write some fic? isn't that what the therapists told a young bartholomew allen? (he doesn't know. this isn't his first piece of memory fan fiction.) ]
[ this graces the network in the middle of the night. ]
The air crackles with golden electricity. Slick with ice is the street the Flash skids along, easily pulling himself to a confident standing position despite the ice on his shoes and the slightly poor finish to his run.
Captain Cold stands before him, Cold Gun in hand. His parka covers most of his face, and his goggles are as blue as the fabric. "Hello, Flash," he purrs.
"Captain Cold," the Flash says, a little respectively. "What brings you out so late?"
Captain Cold almost shrugs. "I was bored," he drawls. "The nighttime circuit around here isn't as fun as it used to be."
"You can blame your friends for that," says the Flash. He stand with his hands on his skinny hips, face a blur when the captain studies him.
Captain Cold's lips twist. "Want to have some fun, Flash?"
The Flash shakes his head. "No thanks. I've had enough fun for today."
"Oh well," Captain Cold almost pouts. "Save a dance for me next time. I've got my best dancing shoes on."
"And best dance floor," The Flash nods toward the thin layer of ice on the street.
It's now Captain Cold shrugs. "Call it practice. Giving to the poor what they want."
"And what's that?"
"I'll tell you later," he smirks. "During our next dance."
The Flash doesn't look displeased. Glancing at the Cold Gun and then back at Captain Cold, he nods his head, knowing that this is it.
"See you around, Captain." The Flash doesn't take off immediately, glancing at the Rogue who is almost like a friend. With another respectful nod, he's zipping along the street, a little clumsily on the thin ice as he disappears into the night.
Captain Cold watches him go with a little smile.
[ this graces the network in the middle of the night. ]
UN: BEARY
The air crackles with golden electricity. Slick with ice is the street the Flash skids along, easily pulling himself to a confident standing position despite the ice on his shoes and the slightly poor finish to his run.
Captain Cold stands before him, Cold Gun in hand. His parka covers most of his face, and his goggles are as blue as the fabric. "Hello, Flash," he purrs.
"Captain Cold," the Flash says, a little respectively. "What brings you out so late?"
Captain Cold almost shrugs. "I was bored," he drawls. "The nighttime circuit around here isn't as fun as it used to be."
"You can blame your friends for that," says the Flash. He stand with his hands on his skinny hips, face a blur when the captain studies him.
Captain Cold's lips twist. "Want to have some fun, Flash?"
The Flash shakes his head. "No thanks. I've had enough fun for today."
"Oh well," Captain Cold almost pouts. "Save a dance for me next time. I've got my best dancing shoes on."
"And best dance floor," The Flash nods toward the thin layer of ice on the street.
It's now Captain Cold shrugs. "Call it practice. Giving to the poor what they want."
"And what's that?"
"I'll tell you later," he smirks. "During our next dance."
The Flash doesn't look displeased. Glancing at the Cold Gun and then back at Captain Cold, he nods his head, knowing that this is it.
"See you around, Captain." The Flash doesn't take off immediately, glancing at the Rogue who is almost like a friend. With another respectful nod, he's zipping along the street, a little clumsily on the thin ice as he disappears into the night.
Captain Cold watches him go with a little smile.
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TBH I thought about doing a Batman fic ft. the Lego Joker since he seems really passionate about being Batman's enemy
But I feel like the fic would skew in the favor of the villain
He has great hair. It wouldn't be fair to Batman.
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But that's not believable, though. Lego Joker could totally take on Batman.
But Lego Batman vs Lego Joker?
They'd need to make an action movie for that one. No fic could do it justice.
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I want everything done in a flash
And "KABOOM" would have to suffice as a description for an explosion because I could spend a few pages describing how things combust and the size of the schrapnel
No one wants to read that. Not even Tolkien fans.
And he described leaves.
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Mr Frodo
Hobbits
Gollum
Ringing any bells?
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The Hobbit
Lord of the Rings
And also The Series of Unfortunate Events
This one is totally different to the others but they're really good and you should read them aloud with your serious literature voice.
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There's a 50% chance you will fall asleep in LOTR
But the special effects are AWESOME
A Series of Unfortunate Events is the best. If you like gothic or dark and dreary stuff, that's like peanut butter and jam.
Goes so well together.
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Or a really good door stop
If you like fantasy and adventures and great friendship then it is the book for you!
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Like this one time I read this fanfic about Indiana Jones and Marion and it was the craziest thing ever
There were snakes and hats and tigers and bears and I'm pretty sure it had a mini crossover with the Lion King
You wouldn't get that in a movie
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How bright is your screen?
If you have to wear sunglasses then that's your problem
You need an umbrella, too
One of the tiny ones
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But a tiny one
Super tiny one
Like a parasol for your pinky finger
Mostly it's just for show and tell and to show you have a tiny parasol
But they can be useful sometimes
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[God only knows whether or not he's joking.]