Cast Yourself In Firefly!

POSTED BY: Talvin
UPDATED: Monday, April 19, 2004 11:14
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HATEHATEHATEFOX

Thursday, April 15, 2004 5:47 PM

I want to be Inara's secret love-child. Yeah, I'm actually *older* than MB but b/c Inara's been taking all those anti-aging drugs I now look like her older sister. Because of this, I have issues.

Also, I work for the Alliance - but in an unofficial capacity. ...cough... spy ...cough......cough...

Naturally, I am unmasked doing something all despicable-like! My identity as her bastard daughter and Alliance mole prove too much for Inara and she turns to Mal for comfort. They finally get the words out.

Fin.

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Nothing is ever so profoundly regretted as a kind act.
Robertson Davies

ANNIGERRIA

Thursday, April 15, 2004 5:49 PM

Serenity has docked on my current planet; Mal's lookin' to scare up work. Others are checkin' out the sights. I'm sittin' tanked outside a dive when several crew members, including Book, stroll by. Glance up, do double-take.

"Ta ma duh. Book, you old bastard! What the hell are you doin' here?"

Book's look of shock and consternation is not unnoticed by his mates.

He tries to walk on, but I stumble up and pursue.

He gives in and faces me down.

"Lynne, I'm a Shepherd. I put all that behind me..."

My own look of shock and consternation.

"Jien tah duh guai! Not the Toumoule Slayer!"

He looks disgusted while the others begin to share significant glances...

FIREFLYGAL

Thursday, April 15, 2004 5:52 PM

Gee, can I play too? I come from a middle class family, close to the core planets. My academic and athletic skills qualified me for a scholarship to the Alliance Academy River was at, only I'm in the pilot academy, not the torture division (I'm not THAT smart). I flew for the Alliance, 'cause I didn't know any better and they gave me ships! I finally realize I'm on the wrong side after the Alliance kills my folks for feeding some Browncoats! I go AWOL, take the money I earned and buy a "Ladybug" class freight hauler. I scratch out a living under a false identity by hauling cargo, until my ship gets impounded for being over max weight on a run (my false identity still secure though). Serenity just happens to be docked at the spaceport too and as I'm cursing in my best Chinese, Jayne sees me and says "I love a girl who talks dirty". I pull my gun, since I'm in no mood after seeing my ship locked down but Jayne wrestles it away from me. He finally sees the situation and releases me and gives the gun back. We get to talkin' and I request an introduction to Mal to see if I can join the crew to do some "petty theft" to get enough money to buy my ship back. Of course, Mal is taken with the smartass, bright, adorable pilot before him and welcomes me with open arms into the Serenity fold (after all I haven't tricked him into marrying me). Fan response will decide whether I make my money and run or become a somewhat permanent crew member.

HERO

Thursday, April 15, 2004 6:52 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Talvin:
Hero,

Nothing personal, but I must share what immediately came to mind.

Book: "This man is a friend. He's going to help the Captain."
Jayne: "Any friend o' Mal's is a friend o' mine!"
Kaylee: "He's a lawyer."
Jayne: "Where's Vera?!"

Funny.

I can never figure out why I have to keep telling people, I'm one of the good lawyers (there's two of us I know of). I work for my city. I don't make much money. I do a good job. And only try to screw those who deserve it most. I coulda gone another way, made alot more money, and sued everyone under the sun and the sun and the person responsible for us being under the sun, ethics be damned, show me the money...but I found my nitch.

Now leave me be.

As for Vera, none of my guns have names. But I do name the bullets.

H

HERO

Thursday, April 15, 2004 6:56 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Hero:
I can never figure out why I have to keep telling people, I'm one of the good lawyers (there's two of us I know of). I work for my city. I don't make much money. I do a good job. And only try to screw those who deserve it most. I coulda gone another way, made alot more money, and sued everyone under the sun and the sun and the person responsible for us being under the sun, ethics be damned, show me the money...but I found my nitch.

Just realized. Come the revolution, I'd still be against the wall.

Maybe I shouda signed up for the truck driving school...

H

THEFOP

Thursday, April 15, 2004 7:21 PM

On a whim, Mal decides that Serenity needs a ships cook. He scoops me up off some backwater colony where I've been growing a really big vegetable garden, the products of which Iuse to stock the mess. When Kaylee realizes I have no strawberries, she knocks me out, drops me in the spare shuttle and sets it on a course back to whatever moon they hired me on/

once the snow got so deep you almost couldn't hear margaret atwood

TALVIN

Thursday, April 15, 2004 7:23 PM

*wry grin*

Yes, well, I would probably be standing next to you, H. Not from my profession (homemaker at present), but just because I usually manage to irritate Politically Important People. We can make fun of the firing squad. ("Wait! You, third from the left! You call that aiming? What are you shooting at, my toes? I should be able to see down that barrel, you fool! Where do you have to go to find good thugs these days?")

A clarification: *I* know there are good lawyers. I have met a few. I have also dealt with some real shysters. Never yet with either in their professional capacity, thankfully. What struck me funny was the thought of Jayne's inevitable reaction.

Just as fun would be if you asked for a chance to join the crew:

Mal: "Look, pal, I'm grateful and all, but why would I need a lawyer in my crew?"
Book: "Oh, why indeed?"

Less funny, but very, very interesting, would be if you decided, pro bono, to take up the cause of Simon and River Tam in a nice public court somewhere. That could be rather dramatic (albeit a bit hazardous to the solidity of your brain). Before we do that, though, we need to know exactly what that warrant says. Hmm. It doesn't exactly sound like they believe in Habeas Corpus, does it?

"I give up. I admit it. I'm a Browncoat."

BADGERSHAT

Thursday, April 15, 2004 8:21 PM

Okay, another idea--

I play a real sadistic with a perverse side.. and I know Mal from the war, and we dislike each other immensely.

I figure out the unsaid between Mal and Inara, and, after craftily capturing the entire crew, put a knife to Kaylee's throat, and tell Mal either fess up to Inara, or Kaylee gets the sharp edge.

Eros ensues.

--The Hat

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"I like smackin 'em"--Jayne

PEDME84

Thursday, April 15, 2004 8:55 PM

since my character ideas aren't necessarily for women, i'm going to adjust the thread to a more me applicable query, what new people would i want to write about?

there was a thread a while back that made me fall in love with the idea of a native americans firefly ep. i'd have to know exactly how the world ended in order to guess what might have happened to the world's indigenous people. and they're myths are seriously connected to their ecology, so i would have to decide what was possible on a terraform planet and how myth and culture would reflect that kind of ecology as opposed to holding on to cultures reflecting earth that was. my mouth waters with the fun that could be had.

i have another fireflyable idea that i won't explain, 'cause it's mine mine mine, but it involves monks, so i would write about those monks as well.

- emily

DELIA

Thursday, April 15, 2004 9:17 PM

I think it would be fun to turn up as Badger's new girlfriend. Somebody fairly highbrow who's fallen on hard times and is working very hard to make Badger more "respectable" (by her definition of the word, which probably excludes petty theivery). It would be especially fun if (through some convoluded, Whedonesque happenings) she and Badger wound up stranded on Serenity for an episode. Because I'm fairly certain the crew wouldn't much like her.

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