So, so, I'm easing my way into fanfic again, and going over old files and stirring up old memories (because once I read a fic, even if I only read it once and I hate it, my stupid brain manages to remember every last little detail, filed away in dusty drawers of my memory), I remember this one D.Gray-fic where the girl writing it (it's almost always a girl; so goes the genre) got the idea from her telenovelas. I think it was called Sorpresando Amor! or something.
And my brain sort of...percolated/curdled/fermented/fiddled with it for a while, and I was remembering in theatre class the vague generic scene-starters for characters 'A' and 'B' with ambiguous age, gender and identity that you were supposed to assign a certain setting (complete with pantomime) and then take it from there. (Heh, I remember this one time we turned this innocuous script into disposing of a body, and split up the pantomime duties between us--who gets the imaginary blade to dismember it, who gets it into the imaginary plastic bag, who digs the imaginary hole and buries it, who does the imaginary cleanup work, who's in charge of the gear in the imaginary van--good times.)
So...yeah. Sorpresando Amor! (or whatever it was), in generic script form! Apply it to whatever fandom you choose.
( "Does this mean I have to re-question my sexuality?" )
(Upon Googling it to figure out the author's pen name (Razeasha), oh god she made AMVs for it XDDDDD I love you so, fanfiction.net. You bring in the bizarre without even trying.)
(Miranda! I'm questioning my sexuality! Make out with me! ♥ ♥ ♥~)
And my brain sort of...percolated/curdled/fermented/fiddled with it for a while, and I was remembering in theatre class the vague generic scene-starters for characters 'A' and 'B' with ambiguous age, gender and identity that you were supposed to assign a certain setting (complete with pantomime) and then take it from there. (Heh, I remember this one time we turned this innocuous script into disposing of a body, and split up the pantomime duties between us--who gets the imaginary blade to dismember it, who gets it into the imaginary plastic bag, who digs the imaginary hole and buries it, who does the imaginary cleanup work, who's in charge of the gear in the imaginary van--good times.)
So...yeah. Sorpresando Amor! (or whatever it was), in generic script form! Apply it to whatever fandom you choose.
( "Does this mean I have to re-question my sexuality?" )
(Upon Googling it to figure out the author's pen name (Razeasha), oh god she made AMVs for it XDDDDD I love you so, fanfiction.net. You bring in the bizarre without even trying.)
(Miranda! I'm questioning my sexuality! Make out with me! ♥ ♥ ♥~)