The Character List Meme, Wacky Crossover Edition

[omorka]

Ganked from several people, most recently calliopes_pen:

I have a list of 15 characters which you will not see until the answers are posted. Give me wacky questions in the form of "3 and 8 are trapped in a cave-in; how do they survive?" and I'll try come up with wacky answers.

Just to mix things up a bit, they're from 15 different fandoms, although I've written at least one story in each fandom listed.

Comments

[calliopes_pen]

5 and 10 are trapped on a deserted island. What one thing did each pack, and how long until they finally snap?

[omorka.livejournal.com]

Um, this sort of turned into a fic in its own right (http://omorka-fics.livejournal.com/53227.html), or at least a vignette of one.

[calliopes_pen]

And it looks great, even though I've never seen The Incredibles, and have only seen a handful of episodes of Eureka.

[omorka.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're the one who picked Jo and Helen. ;-p

[follybard.livejournal.com]

7 sets 8 and 1 up on a blind date, and selects the venue. Where do they go -- and how does it go?

Interpreting "blind date" a bit loosely here

[omorka.livejournal.com]

"It'll be fine," Chris assured the young man in the Starfighter uniform. "He's worked on stranger vehicles than yours. Actually, remember Centauri's car?"

"Yeah, and I wasn't that thrilled to be traveling in it, either," Alex answered. "Um, could you take off the deely-bobbers? I think the Rylosians think you're making fun of them."

"Well, I am," Knight explained, but he whipped the headband off and stuck it in his back pocket. "And why'd you have to bring them anyway?"

"Maggie sent them along," Alex admitted. "I think she doesn't trust you."

Chris nodded. "Smart girl." He scanned the open sky. "Man, for a guy who travels in a time machine, he sure is late a lot."

Alex leaned against the side of his malfunctioning spacecraft. "So why did you want me to meet you in a ghost town in New Mexico, anyway?"

"Well, for one thing, so you could land without making a scene," Knight explained. "Los Alamos probably spotted you on the radar, but no one except the reservation would have gotten a good visual, and they don't care - I've tested half a dozen hovercycles out here."

"Great. So the guys from Area 51 are going to take a while to get here, but -" Rogan was interrupted by a squealing roar, followed by the howl of a train whistle as a steam-belching iron beast flared into existence above their heads. As the Rylosians ducked for cover, the thing that might once have been a locomotive engine made a long loop around and came in for a rolling landing on the abandoned railroad tracks, coming to a smoking stop at the old depot just to their left.

"That's the other reason," Knight added, turning to wave. "Hey, Doc! Glad you could make it," he called over the noise of the engine.

An older man with flaring white hair sticking out from under a black felt bowler stepped out of the time train, the edge of his coat catching in the dust. He strode over purposefully, his wide eyes taking in every detail of the spaceship. "Hello, boys," he announced. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Doc, this is Alex Rogan. Alex, this is Doc Brown." Chris slapped them both on the shoulder. "And while you're getting to work, me and my hovercycle are going to take a quick hop over by Los Alamos and see if we can confuse their flyboys again. Good luck!" He popped his headband back on and strode off, humming tunelessly.

Doc peered up one of the vast outflow valves. "Very interesting," he murmured. "Where did you say this was from again?"

Alex sighed and waved the Rylosian engineer over. "It's complicated. Here, I'll let him explain it and I'll translate . . . "

---

Centauri stroked his chin thoughtfully; Grig just nodded. "Not the most elegant solution to the problem," the navigator noted, "but highly effective. I approve heartily."

"The only problem is," Alex said, "is that the secondary fusion generator won't run on compressed hydrogen, like the main engines; it needs carbon-containing compounds. Doc didn't say why, though."

"It's what all your machines run on," Centauri pointed out. "I had to fill up on your hydrocarbon sludge when I wanted to use the internal combustion engine on your planet."

"Well, gasoline would work," Alex admitted, "but what we filled it with there was, um, garbage."

"Food refuse?" asked Grig, raising one brow ridge.

"And lawn clippings." He shook his head at the baffled look on his companions' faces. "I - don't ask. I guess it's an Earth thing."

Re: Interpreting "blind date" a bit loosely here

[follybard.livejournal.com]

Heeee! The whole thing is great, but I think the deely-bobbers are the little detail that really makes it for me.

[peoriapeoria.livejournal.com]

9 is UST to 2, but 2 has unresolved issues with 3. There is an elevator.