OYL doodle 2/6 ...+ Dialogues
Well, the next doodle is up! Here though, I confess, I didn’t read the entire storyline. I just read enough to get interested in the potential, and annoyed when it wasn’t followed through. I don’t read much Nightwing, but I do skim through an issue now an’ then. I didn’t like Cheyenne one bit. She seemed to me to be just some random red head designed to lead an already-warped Dick astray. I may not be a huge Barbara Gordon fan, but I would much rather have seen some married domestic bliss in a time of otherwise personal crisis, rather than seeing Dick shut out everyone including her. I felt that Jason could have easily solved the problem since he’s so crazy anyway...
So sorry you guys had to wait so long. I hope you all like the dialogues. However, instead of jumping right to your own snippet, I recommend you read them all in order. Everybody wanted something featuring Kon, and I was stuck on the idea of warder!Kon, so all these lil’ things are kinda connected together, one taking place after another. Enjoy!
For lanaoceanid: Kon & Anakin
"oooh. m’head..."
"Hello. We appear to both be trapped in this inter-dimentional space. I’ve arrived only recently. Do you know of any helpful reconnaisance that could aid our escape?"
"Go away. I’m dead. And I think...being dead just hurt my brain."
"There is no death, only the Force....don’t tell my master I actually repeated that."
"Dude! Did you hear a word I just said? I have a migraine! Go awa...wait. Did you say the Force? Omi--you’re Anakin Skywalker!"
"You’ve heard of me? Perhaps from the battle of Genoisis on the holo news?"
"I'm a huge fan of yours! I've seen all three movies!..Ok. *technically* I've only seen the last one, an all the others were just artifically written into my brain as '16-yr-old-guy-need-to-know' stuff, but I've been a fan from day one of my existence. That's gotta count for something."
"I’m afraid I don’t understand all your references. The Jedi sometimes live isolated lives on Couruscant..."
"Yeah. Kenobi keeping you away from all the girls. Yet you still managed to make it with Padme. Man, is she one hot chick..."
"I would prefer that you not refer to the Senator in such a manner."
"Dude, it’s cool. I know ya married her. I wouldn’t tell anyone."
"I...thank you. It’s just...Obi-wan doesn’t know. He can’t know."
"Dude, I *know*. I’ve got a ‘mentor’ of my own...can’t tell him a single thing."
"It’s nice to meet someone who understands."
"Tell me about it. If only..."
"What?"
"I got a sinkin’ feeling that when this dream ends, I won’t remember a single thing."
For genx88: Kon & Greta (an undeterminable amount of dream-time later...)
"Uh...Greta?"
"Kon?"
"Uh, hey."
"You’re dead."
"I am? Uh, yeah. Guess I am. That sounds about right."
"How did this...what? How?"
"All I remember is Cassie crying, this big flash of light, some creepy green-smoke guy trying to tell me something, but I had a hard time listening to him ‘cause I was trying to figure out how I’d gotten there so suddenly...an’...an’ something about Star Wars..."
"Hal. That would have been Hal."
"Oh. You know him?"
"He was the teacher that Mr. Carr got for me."
"Huh. Cool. Think that maybe he sent me here for you to teach me? I’m not exactly used to this not-exactly-dead type of stuff."
"Um, sure. I’d love to. Just..whatever’s giving you trouble...whatever you want to know."
"Great! Let’s start with how to make parts of me solid. This one hundred percent ghosty stuff is kinda freakin’ me out."
"Sure. But, Kon?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you let me get out of the bath first? Maybe wait in the other room?"
"Oh. Duh! Yeah...um...no. No I can’t."
"Why not?"
"I don’t know how to move. I just kinda poofed in here, and I don’t really know how to shift around...in...this...cloud-body-thing..."
"Um, Ok. Lesson One: How to move..."
for trunks_angel: Kon & Jason (a few days later...)
"Hey! Dude! Stop that! For one thing, those flashy thingies don’t even hurt, so you can just forget it. For another, they’re really ticking me off!"
"Huh. Both mass-less and brainless with a mouth to boot...or didn’t anyone tell you about the ‘no metas allowed’ rule in Gotham?"
"Oh, believe me. I’ve heard that lecture a million--Hey! Stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"You’re doing that...thing...that Robin does."
"I don’t do *anything* like that imposter."
"Yes, you do. You got this look on your face, like you’re trying to distract me while thinking up a million ways to plot my demise..."
"Oh *that*. It’s a bat-thing. Deal with it."
"Freaky bat-stranger. And what do ya mean, imposter? Oh, man...don’t tell me that *girl* is Robin again..."
"As far as I know, she’s still dead. Never got the chance to meet her."
"Dead? Cripes. I didn’t want *that*. I think she was Rob’s ex..."
"Penquin goons at two-o-clock."
"Then I need to get outa here. I know better than to do the superhero thing in Batman’s city. You can take it from here right?"
"I’m going to have fun ripping their hearts out, sticking dead birds’ beaks into em, and putting them on a silver platter right where Cobblepot can find them..."
"Ew. I’m just...gonna assume you’re joking. Yeah. And I’m gonna find Robin. Only reason I came to this wackjob city in the first place..."
For angel_gidget: Kon & Tim (a few hours later...)
"Dude! Why’d you do that?"
"I was just...happy."
"Happy? You were so happy you jumped off a building?"
"Yes."
"Freaky bat-kid."
"So...this is great! Have you talked to Bart or Cassie yet?"
"Don’t know where Bart is and I’m...not ready to talk to Cassie."
"Why not?"
"Dude, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly corporeal. She’s my *girlfriend* and I’m without a body. That’s kind of a problem."
"Maybe you could get one if...you had a head start?"
"Whata ya mean?"
"I...have this cloning lab..."
"..."
"..."
"You’re serious."
"Please don’t freak out on me."
"You’re SERIOUS?!"
"I missed you! You were the upteenth person to die on me and I couldn’t take it anymore. I...I lost it."
"Waitaminute. You lost it and I wasn’t there to see? Dude!"
"I freaked out more than once. One time, I was even breaking glass and everything. Cassie had to calm me down."
"How did she manage it?"
"Can...Can we not talk about that?"
~ f. i. n. ~
So sorry you guys had to wait so long. I hope you all like the dialogues. However, instead of jumping right to your own snippet, I recommend you read them all in order. Everybody wanted something featuring Kon, and I was stuck on the idea of warder!Kon, so all these lil’ things are kinda connected together, one taking place after another. Enjoy!
For lanaoceanid: Kon & Anakin
"oooh. m’head..."
"Hello. We appear to both be trapped in this inter-dimentional space. I’ve arrived only recently. Do you know of any helpful reconnaisance that could aid our escape?"
"Go away. I’m dead. And I think...being dead just hurt my brain."
"There is no death, only the Force....don’t tell my master I actually repeated that."
"Dude! Did you hear a word I just said? I have a migraine! Go awa...wait. Did you say the Force? Omi--you’re Anakin Skywalker!"
"You’ve heard of me? Perhaps from the battle of Genoisis on the holo news?"
"I'm a huge fan of yours! I've seen all three movies!..Ok. *technically* I've only seen the last one, an all the others were just artifically written into my brain as '16-yr-old-guy-need-to-know' stuff, but I've been a fan from day one of my existence. That's gotta count for something."
"I’m afraid I don’t understand all your references. The Jedi sometimes live isolated lives on Couruscant..."
"Yeah. Kenobi keeping you away from all the girls. Yet you still managed to make it with Padme. Man, is she one hot chick..."
"I would prefer that you not refer to the Senator in such a manner."
"Dude, it’s cool. I know ya married her. I wouldn’t tell anyone."
"I...thank you. It’s just...Obi-wan doesn’t know. He can’t know."
"Dude, I *know*. I’ve got a ‘mentor’ of my own...can’t tell him a single thing."
"It’s nice to meet someone who understands."
"Tell me about it. If only..."
"What?"
"I got a sinkin’ feeling that when this dream ends, I won’t remember a single thing."
For genx88: Kon & Greta (an undeterminable amount of dream-time later...)
"Uh...Greta?"
"Kon?"
"Uh, hey."
"You’re dead."
"I am? Uh, yeah. Guess I am. That sounds about right."
"How did this...what? How?"
"All I remember is Cassie crying, this big flash of light, some creepy green-smoke guy trying to tell me something, but I had a hard time listening to him ‘cause I was trying to figure out how I’d gotten there so suddenly...an’...an’ something about Star Wars..."
"Hal. That would have been Hal."
"Oh. You know him?"
"He was the teacher that Mr. Carr got for me."
"Huh. Cool. Think that maybe he sent me here for you to teach me? I’m not exactly used to this not-exactly-dead type of stuff."
"Um, sure. I’d love to. Just..whatever’s giving you trouble...whatever you want to know."
"Great! Let’s start with how to make parts of me solid. This one hundred percent ghosty stuff is kinda freakin’ me out."
"Sure. But, Kon?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you let me get out of the bath first? Maybe wait in the other room?"
"Oh. Duh! Yeah...um...no. No I can’t."
"Why not?"
"I don’t know how to move. I just kinda poofed in here, and I don’t really know how to shift around...in...this...cloud-body-thing..."
"Um, Ok. Lesson One: How to move..."
for trunks_angel: Kon & Jason (a few days later...)
"Hey! Dude! Stop that! For one thing, those flashy thingies don’t even hurt, so you can just forget it. For another, they’re really ticking me off!"
"Huh. Both mass-less and brainless with a mouth to boot...or didn’t anyone tell you about the ‘no metas allowed’ rule in Gotham?"
"Oh, believe me. I’ve heard that lecture a million--Hey! Stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"You’re doing that...thing...that Robin does."
"I don’t do *anything* like that imposter."
"Yes, you do. You got this look on your face, like you’re trying to distract me while thinking up a million ways to plot my demise..."
"Oh *that*. It’s a bat-thing. Deal with it."
"Freaky bat-stranger. And what do ya mean, imposter? Oh, man...don’t tell me that *girl* is Robin again..."
"As far as I know, she’s still dead. Never got the chance to meet her."
"Dead? Cripes. I didn’t want *that*. I think she was Rob’s ex..."
"Penquin goons at two-o-clock."
"Then I need to get outa here. I know better than to do the superhero thing in Batman’s city. You can take it from here right?"
"I’m going to have fun ripping their hearts out, sticking dead birds’ beaks into em, and putting them on a silver platter right where Cobblepot can find them..."
"Ew. I’m just...gonna assume you’re joking. Yeah. And I’m gonna find Robin. Only reason I came to this wackjob city in the first place..."
For angel_gidget: Kon & Tim (a few hours later...)
"Dude! Why’d you do that?"
"I was just...happy."
"Happy? You were so happy you jumped off a building?"
"Yes."
"Freaky bat-kid."
"So...this is great! Have you talked to Bart or Cassie yet?"
"Don’t know where Bart is and I’m...not ready to talk to Cassie."
"Why not?"
"Dude, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly corporeal. She’s my *girlfriend* and I’m without a body. That’s kind of a problem."
"Maybe you could get one if...you had a head start?"
"Whata ya mean?"
"I...have this cloning lab..."
"..."
"..."
"You’re serious."
"Please don’t freak out on me."
"You’re SERIOUS?!"
"I missed you! You were the upteenth person to die on me and I couldn’t take it anymore. I...I lost it."
"Waitaminute. You lost it and I wasn’t there to see? Dude!"
"I freaked out more than once. One time, I was even breaking glass and everything. Cassie had to calm me down."
"How did she manage it?"
"Can...Can we not talk about that?"
~ f. i. n. ~