Comments | hogwarts_hocus: Application for Vala Mal Doran, Stargate SG-1.

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Application for Vala Mal Doran, Stargate SG-1.

Dec 30, 2011 21:55

Vala looked round in confusion, her hand going for the knife down the side of her boot. She'd been with the rest of the team, hadn't she? They'd been scouting out some hideous backwater pub looking for a contact. She'd even got dressed up to play the part of the hardened criminal, leather and all, and they'd been about to walk through in to the ( Read more... )

vala mal doran, beowulf, application, clyde langer

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chipsandwich December 30 2011, 23:46:25 UTC

"Least you've got gouda taste," Clyde quipped, then his face fell. "No, I'm thinking of Edam, aren't I?"

daniels_thief December 31 2011, 01:42:37 UTC

Vala narrowed her eyes at him. "Who are you and where are the rest of my team?" she demanded. "I have a knife, and I'm not afraid to use it."

chipsandwich December 31 2011, 01:52:10 UTC

"Hey, hey, I'm just another weirded out conscript," he said, trying to be reassuring and not stress over the threat of a knifing. Somehow such a familiar, such a human threat was intimidating in a way Creepy Monsters From Space weren't. "My name's Clyde. I don't know where your, uh, team is. This is going to sound really weird, but you're in a sort of magic school."

daniels_thief December 31 2011, 02:05:19 UTC

Magic school? Maybe she'd just gone utterly wonko. Maybe she was sitting in a dark room deep under Cheyenne Mountain, rocking back and forth like a madwoman while she dreamed of magic schools.

On the other hand, this was nothing like as weird as most of the stuff she encountered on a daily basis. "A magic school, or a school that teaches magic?" She put the knife back in her boot and held out a hand. No sense in scaring the one living creature she'd met so far. "Vala Mal Doran. Thief, smuggler, and general criminal." She sighed. "Reformed now, of course."

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iam_beowulf January 8 2012, 18:48:29 UTC

((I apologize in advance))

A noble hero strides forth from ye entrance to ye Sorting Room, clad in a pair of leather trunks, over which a Hogwarts school robe hung open, revealing a bare (and mysteriously hairless) chest too broad and well-developed to permit the robe to close. A Gryffindor school tie was knotted about his brow with its ends trailing down his back, and above that perched a plastic souvenir faux-Viking helmet, white-horned.

"I AM BEOWULF," he booms at the new arrival. "I'M HERE TO KILL YOUR MONSTER."

shoggies January 10 2012, 10:25:31 UTC

((I also apologize in advance. . . but the Shoggies love meeting new applicants, and couldn't resist! For reference, the Shoggies are a cracky version of HP Lovecraft's Shoggoths.))

A new applicant? "Sooo cool." The sound of several Shoggies noticing said new applicant- several of these amorphous creatures, resembling piles of guts with a random assorment of eyes, came squelching into the Sorting Room, all eyes on Vala. "It's a girl human," one of the Shoggies murmured to the others. "She has the bouncy parts up top." "They're sooo nice bouncy parts I think," murmured another Shoggy, reasoning, "Most humans we see cover them up more. She must like hers so they must be nice ones!" "Do you think she's a cultist?" one of the creatures asked another. "Maybe. . .she's sort of dressed like it's time for sacrifices," another replied. The little horde squelched closer, muttering between each other about the overall likelihood of Vala's cultist status, until finally they stopped near her. Shoggy 7 (designated as such for no other reason than ( ... )