Act III
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Crackfic wherein Mandelborne plot global domination and are gleefully sinister together. Maybe something with Soon-to-Be Evil Overlord Mandy seducing Osborne over to The Dark Side? Or crackfic wherein George hears rumblings about The Machine and decides that cavorting with Dark Lords and engaging in a lot of metaphorical mustache-twirling would be more fun than studying KS3 mathemathics chancellery, and attempts to persuade Peter to take him on as a vizier/right-hand man/consort? Basically, any flavour of meglomanical!Mandelborne would be made of epic WIN.
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(Captcha agrees: travesty the - it is indeed a travesty that this does not already exist.
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(Captcha agrees: travesty the - it is indeed a travesty that this does not already exist.
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"I have a proposition for you, George."
George Osborne swallowed. He was slightly the worse for wine, and was beginning to regret letting Peter buy him all those refills earlier. Screw that, the big mistake had been allowing himself to be taken back to Peter's house after the meal. "I'm not really interested," George squeaked, aware that he was gradually being pushed closer and closer to the wall. "It's getting late anyway, Peter, I should be getting home..."
"No," Peter snapped, suddenly harsh as he forced George a little further backwards. His voice slipped back into its previous tone, low and persuasive, as he went on, "This is the opportunity of a lifetime, George. I'm offering you freedomWith a wimper, George muttered, "You won't get to me, Peter. The others, maybe. But never me. I know what you are ( ... )
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Two Years Later"Operation Punch has been a glorious success, my lord ( ... )
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"Oh, Peter," breathed George, eyes sparkling, red lips grazing his hand, "it's too wonderful. To think that soon everything ever built, everyone alive under the sky, will be ours..." He laughed again, a dark, shrill laugh that was unlike any sound he had ever made before the Takeover.
asgfgfkgj OP can only convey her squee by the POWERS OF GIFSOUP:
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I think I should warn you, though. Your prompt fired my imagination a lot, and I finished the fic - 7 shortish installments - last night while very tired and listening to the synthy strains of 'Alejandro' on repeat. So it became a bit deranged, still cracky (and still not smutty) but dark with a v. dark ending... Do you still want it, or should I rework it into something more uplifting?
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Re: darkfic, tbh I do have some squicks around the more extreme things like really descriptive gore/non-con, but I'm basically fine with themes like generally angsty atmospheres and the more...abstract kind of dark elements, if that makes sense? So that kind of dystopia/angstiness/general screwed-upness and all that jazz is fine by me, if that's where you want to go.
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Amsterdam! Of all the cities in the world, he felt almost glad that the resistance had chosen to liberate Amsterdam.Peter gazed down at the map before him and fiddled distractedly with his reading glasses. The map was a representation of his empire, with different tints to indicate the level of resisitance in each area. But for a few insignificant specks of amber across Asia and the Middle East, the map was a perfect uniform green, a testament to his power and ruthless method of gaining it. But now one whole city stood out bold, blood red. Peter had to admit that it made him very, very angry. Only one man would be stupid enough and inspiring enough to lead those rebels, he knew - and it was the same man who could have been predicted to choose Amsterdam as his starting point in this desperate war against darkness ( ... )
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