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FFVII_100 Drabbles: Conventions
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misumisu84 wanted some. Most of the rest are in sets of ten, so I'll ease up for a bit. Anyways, this prompt was Conventions! Our favorite guys getting down with their geeky selves in large gatherings of other assorted geeks and weirdos. What's not to love? ;3
Title: Crossdressers Anonymous
Characters: Cloud, ???
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Tifa was right. It really was a good idea to come here and get it out of his system. He didn't look half bad either. There were some guys much burlier than he was squeezed into slinky sequined numbers and platform heels. Cloud was busy congratulating himself on a sensible choice of ballet flats when he bumped into a giant in a muumuu.
“Uh, sorry,” Cloud began, not sure if he should pitch his voice up or not. The man turned around, straightening a long red wig, then jumped back as he saw Cloud.
“Um,” Cloud blinked, “Nice dress, Rude.”
Title: The Silver-Haired Evil Bishies Association
Characters: Seph, SHM, Guest appearances by Muraki (Yami no Matsuei) and Sesshoumaru (Inuyasha)
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
“Muraki?”
“Present.”
“Sesshoumaru?”
“Present.”
“Boys?”
“Here.”
Sephiroth looked around the small room. “Well, it's not our greatest turnout ever, but as long as we have the essentials...”
“I brought chips,” Muraki said. “I hope you like wasabi flavor.”
“I made dip just like you said to,” said Loz.
“Here's the alcohol.” Sesshoumaru nodded at a crate of bottles resting atop a flattened Joachim.
“Okay,” Sephiroth said. “I declare this month's S.H.E.B.A. Convention open! Muraki, you deal.”
Kadaj shared a glance with Yazoo as the older men settled down into their poker game. “I was kind of expecting something... more evil.”
Title: Dispensing with Dignity
Characters: Sephiroth, Angeal, Zack.
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There was no other word to describe it. General Sephiroth was being a ditz.
He flitted from stall to stall like a butterfly, shivering and quivering with excitement, making joyful little sounds at every find, soaking in the information. He was gathering quite a stack of pamphlets, business cards and a ton of free samples.
“How long do we have to watch the General make an ass of himself?” Zack groaned, covering his eyes as his idol waxed poetic to yet another fawning dealer.
“Just let him be, Zack,” Angeal said. “The Hair Care Convention only comes once a year.”
misumisu84 wanted some. Most of the rest are in sets of ten, so I'll ease up for a bit. Anyways, this prompt was Conventions! Our favorite guys getting down with their geeky selves in large gatherings of other assorted geeks and weirdos. What's not to love? ;3Title: Crossdressers Anonymous
Characters: Cloud, ???
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Tifa was right. It really was a good idea to come here and get it out of his system. He didn't look half bad either. There were some guys much burlier than he was squeezed into slinky sequined numbers and platform heels. Cloud was busy congratulating himself on a sensible choice of ballet flats when he bumped into a giant in a muumuu.
“Uh, sorry,” Cloud began, not sure if he should pitch his voice up or not. The man turned around, straightening a long red wig, then jumped back as he saw Cloud.
“Um,” Cloud blinked, “Nice dress, Rude.”
Title: The Silver-Haired Evil Bishies Association
Characters: Seph, SHM, Guest appearances by Muraki (Yami no Matsuei) and Sesshoumaru (Inuyasha)
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
“Muraki?”
“Present.”
“Sesshoumaru?”
“Present.”
“Boys?”
“Here.”
Sephiroth looked around the small room. “Well, it's not our greatest turnout ever, but as long as we have the essentials...”
“I brought chips,” Muraki said. “I hope you like wasabi flavor.”
“I made dip just like you said to,” said Loz.
“Here's the alcohol.” Sesshoumaru nodded at a crate of bottles resting atop a flattened Joachim.
“Okay,” Sephiroth said. “I declare this month's S.H.E.B.A. Convention open! Muraki, you deal.”
Kadaj shared a glance with Yazoo as the older men settled down into their poker game. “I was kind of expecting something... more evil.”
Title: Dispensing with Dignity
Characters: Sephiroth, Angeal, Zack.
Team: SOLDIER
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There was no other word to describe it. General Sephiroth was being a ditz.
He flitted from stall to stall like a butterfly, shivering and quivering with excitement, making joyful little sounds at every find, soaking in the information. He was gathering quite a stack of pamphlets, business cards and a ton of free samples.
“How long do we have to watch the General make an ass of himself?” Zack groaned, covering his eyes as his idol waxed poetic to yet another fawning dealer.
“Just let him be, Zack,” Angeal said. “The Hair Care Convention only comes once a year.”
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unless they feel like kidnapping Cloud for a while.Even Big Bad Sephy has to have his fanboy moments. You should see the way he'll wax poetic over a fine wooden comb. ^^no subject
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And SHEBA. That lot with a crate of alcohol and cards? There's bound to be evil. Or at least some cheating. XD
That last one....I pictured way too clearly. The flitting. And the little squeaks and purrs.
Cute little stories!
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There's evil alright. Well, depending on how bad you think growing gambling habits are. ;P
... yeah... You know it could happen. It totally could.
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I absolutely adore the last one. One of my favorites.
Hey, I'm remembering a drabble and I think it was from that comm and I think you wrote it? Sephiroth commenting at a press conference that the war crime rumors were exaggerated, that he cooked the baby but never ate it. Sound familiar?
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