That Describe-Your-WIP(s)-in-5-Seconds-ish meme, via
musesfool:
Dreamwalk Blue:
June: We’ve been at this a really, really long time. Frankly, I’m tired.
Albus: Tired? Whatever do you mean?
June: It’s just, you know, the constant lingering shadow of evil. The prophecies of doom. The overblown prose. At the end of the day, I just really need a drink.
Albus: Er, you always need a drink...
Tom: I'll kill you before I let you leave me, Metis. Only, you know, with more subtext.
Metis: I would cross deathless oceans of time and fire for you, Tom.
June: See what I’m talking about? That doesn’t even make sense.
Hayden: I say, anyone for tennis?
Percy Weasley: Rogue Demon Hunter:
Percy: It's all about me.
Harry: No, it's all about me.
Neville: Screw you both! It's all about me!
Kingsley: Hey, Ginny, want to go back to my place, drink a little Black Velvet and listen to some Al Green?
Ginny: What the hell. Sure, why not? Can I bring Luna?
Kingsley: Absolutely.
Iteration:
Mara: "You both come to bewail the deed to me, as if you were the people to be pitied! I shall not pity you, not I. You have killed me -- and thriven on it, I think."
Karrde: "Don't torture me till I'm as mad as yourself!"
Luke: "I have not broken your heart - YOU have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine."*
Wedge: Wow, I sure get beaten up a lot in this. What’s up with that?
Aves: Hey, I get a subplot! And, wow, I sure get laid a lot in this!
OFC: I am not Mara. Really: not Mara. Not a thing like her. I’ll just be over here... not being Mara. Because I'm not her. In case any of you crazy-ass people have forgotten that.
* Quotes from Wuthering Heights, because... hee!
Romeo and Ethel the Pirate's Daughter:
Luke: I want to get married and have lots and lots of adorable children!
Mara: Wow. Would you look at the time. I’ve got to, uh, go... somewhere and, uh, do that thing. Remember that thing? *flees*
Karrde: Funny that you should mention children...
OMC: Hey, I’m the estranged, illegitimate child of a smuggler.
OFC: What a coincidence! Me, too. Want to go get a drink?
OMC: Hell, yes. Our parents are nuts.