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magic_truth led to this. Why is it that everytime we chat, it ends up in one of these really strange chats?! I don't know, but it did. Probably would have gone on longer, 'cept I realized it was two-thirty AM, and I should probably be getting some sleep. Here ya go, random Conan-age concering a classic series line...
Candyland: *hums cheerfully while deciding how to kill them for angel story, having already run over Himeno with a car*
sapphirestars: hmm, Shinichi got run over by a car too...maybe if I try again the trauma will leave me?
Candyland: *shrug* i let Gin shoot him in the head once, too...
sapphirestars: hmmm...perhaps a plane crash?
Candyland: that kid has the worst luck with planes...
sapphirestars: but hey at least his dad taught him how to fly one in Hawaii ::rolls eyes::
Candyland: ...how long were they in Hawaii, anyway?
Candyland: because he learned a LOT there!
sapphirestars: you'd think half of his life by the number of things he learned
Candyland: i want a timeline of his time in Hawaii...
sapphirestars: day one: learned to shoot
sapphirestars: day two: my father taught me how to flirt
Candyland: day three: learned how to run away from my mother when she's in "Glomp Mode"
sapphirestars: day four: learned to fly a plane
sapphirestars: day five: learned how to help my girlfriend land a plane in case she may someday need to
Candyland: day six: got tropical flu. learned how to aim before i puke (^^;;)
sapphirestars: day seven: learned how to get my mother to be at my beck and call during said illness as long as I let her call me Shin-chan in public
Candyland: day eight: got bored during illness. learned how to solve world hunger. told no one.
sapphirestars: day nine: solved a case from the couch...told mom who took the credit
Candyland: day ten: hid Dad's finished manuscript, just to watch him freak out when he realized he didn't know where it was.
sapphirestars: day nine: dad discovered what I did and disconnects the tv...am too weak to get up and plug it back in
Candyland: ...day ten, v. 2.0: wondered why calender went from day nine to day ten and then back to day nine...
sapphirestars: day ten(?) am officially freaked out...does the thermometer really read 104 degrees? Are parents screwing with me again?
Candyland: day thirteen-ish: snuck away from couch to go watch girls swimming. revelations--bikinis are the greatest invention known to man. wish Ran would wear one more often...
sapphirestars: still day thirteen-ish: wonder whether Ran would be willing to visit and wear a grass skirt and lay...only? Wonder how hard she'd hit me if I suggested it. Note to self: draw up pro con list
Candyland: still day thirteen-ish: have made list, as follows. CONS: instantaneous death. PROS: may get to see Ran in a bikini as I die.
sapphirestars: day thirteen-ish continues: maybe if I stretch first she won't catch me? Then I could take picture...
Candyland: day thirty: I awoke from my head injury-induced coma today. Revelation--I should not have asked.
sapphirestars: day thirty: wonder if Ran will be my nurse if I do the ol' puppy dog eyes? Note to self: pay kid who took photo of her in regular swim suit, better than nothing.
Candyland: day thirty: Ran agreed to be my nurse. I think she felt bad about the whole coma thing--she claims she was only trying to break my nose, not my head. Note to self--do NOT ask her to wear the nurse's uniform.
sapphirestars: day thirty: beg mother to persuade Ran to wear nurse outfit. promise to let her glomp me the whole week. Double edged sword?
Candyland: day thirty-one: ...let's just say I've been glomped twenty times since I woke up. But I'm in a very good mood regardless ^______^
sapphirestars: day thirty one: Ran just leaned in to take my temperature...thermometer went up from 97 degrees to 101. Dad laughed.
Candyland: day thirty-one: I am attempting to plot vengeance upon my father. I am hindered, however, by the fact that I apparently need a bath, but am not allowed out of bed.
Candyland: day thirty-one cont.: ^___________^
sapphirestars: day thirty two: Can officially die happy now.
Candyland: day thirty-three: was released from the hospital. Protested that I needed another bath. Was ignored.
sapphirestars: day thirty three continued: tried to get Ran to keep nurse outfit. Unsuccessful. Am still pleased. She's in a camisole and denim skirt. Hawaii is a very warm place.
Candyland: day thirty-four: learned how to pilot one-man lunar landing module. Dad says it's "just in case."
sapphirestars: day thirty four continued: Am disturbed over dad's vision of my future. As if I would ever do anything reckless.
Candyland: day thirty-four cont.: went to the beach. Somebody died. Ran screamed and grabbed onto me. Could not focus on case. Dad laughed.
sapphirestars: day thirty four: Still planning vengeance on father...check weather report for currents
Candyland: day thirty-four: weatherman says currents are going the wrong way. Note to self--include weatherman in plans of revenge?
sapphirestars: day thirty four continued: Ran wonders why I'm so interested in weather. Cannot include her in plan. Too nice. Note: what are chances of being caught? If so, will Ran visit?
Candyland: day thirty-four, sunset: while pondering possibilities of Ran's visitation, eyes wandered to places they should not...on certain areas of Ran's body. Now I must run for my life.
sapphirestars: day thirty five: Large purple bruises all over and Ran is not willing to be my nurse. Dad laughs. Mother painfully glomps me as week is not over.
Candyland: day thirty-five: hide under dock to avoid mother and glomping and Ran and punching. Make friends with some crabs who seem to live there.
sapphirestars: day thirty five continued: dad finds me and laughs...he is still laughing. Current looks pretty good just now.
Candyland: day thirty-five cont.: push Dad into ocean. Watch him splash and splutter in shallow water as he tries to stand up. Laugh uproariously from the shore.
sapphirestars: day thirty five: Hear Ran yelling "Shiniiichi!" Mom is also laughing at Dad. Dad gets certain look in his eye once he gets out of water. Am worried.
Candyland: day thirty-five: I am running away now.
sapphirestars: day thirty six: am looking paranoid around corners. Beg Ran to be my bodyguard. She rolls her eyes and calls me a detective geek.
Candyland: day thirty-six: was caught by Mother and glomped again. Week is not yet over. As I struggle to get away, I again find myself wondering about the currents
sapphirestars: day thirty seven: begin to think of life as an orphan. Pros outweigh cons. wonder if Ran would...nah.
Candyland: day thirty-eight: am slowly returning to normal life--or as normal as my life gets, I suppose. I still peer around corners with a mirror, sometimes, like right no--OHMIGOD!!!
sapphirestars: day thirty nine: am scarred for life.
Candyland: day forty: Ran has finally coaxed me out from my hiding place under my bed. I did not really want to come out of there, but the cookie looked too good to pass up.
sapphirestars: day forty continued: Stay close to Ran whole day. Latched onto her arm and waist. She turned unbelievably red...wonder why? Note to self: solve that mystery
Candyland: day forty: wish parents would stop snickering at me. Dad, I know you're planning something...
sapphirestars: day forty: still hanging onto Ran, she is a blackbelt and she's pretty. Mom and Dad keep shooting Ran looks. Are they all in on something?
Candyland: day forty-one: jazzercise
sapphirestars: day forty one: looking into paperwork for legal emancipation of parents. Calling lawyers. Wonder whether Ran's mom will take my case.
Candyland: day forty-one: too afraid to call Ran's mom and ask. She is scarier than her daughter.
sapphirestars: day forty one: run idea past Ran and ask her to call. Get two hour lecture about my fortune over my parents' marital status. Scratch past comment. Ran scarier.
And this all segued from a talk on Highly Contrived Ways to kill the characters off ^^;;
magic_truth led to this. Why is it that everytime we chat, it ends up in one of these really strange chats?! I don't know, but it did. Probably would have gone on longer, 'cept I realized it was two-thirty AM, and I should probably be getting some sleep. Here ya go, random Conan-age concering a classic series line...Candyland: *hums cheerfully while deciding how to kill them for angel story, having already run over Himeno with a car*
sapphirestars: hmm, Shinichi got run over by a car too...maybe if I try again the trauma will leave me?
Candyland: *shrug* i let Gin shoot him in the head once, too...
sapphirestars: hmmm...perhaps a plane crash?
Candyland: that kid has the worst luck with planes...
sapphirestars: but hey at least his dad taught him how to fly one in Hawaii ::rolls eyes::
Candyland: ...how long were they in Hawaii, anyway?
Candyland: because he learned a LOT there!
sapphirestars: you'd think half of his life by the number of things he learned
Candyland: i want a timeline of his time in Hawaii...
sapphirestars: day one: learned to shoot
sapphirestars: day two: my father taught me how to flirt
Candyland: day three: learned how to run away from my mother when she's in "Glomp Mode"
sapphirestars: day four: learned to fly a plane
sapphirestars: day five: learned how to help my girlfriend land a plane in case she may someday need to
Candyland: day six: got tropical flu. learned how to aim before i puke (^^;;)
sapphirestars: day seven: learned how to get my mother to be at my beck and call during said illness as long as I let her call me Shin-chan in public
Candyland: day eight: got bored during illness. learned how to solve world hunger. told no one.
sapphirestars: day nine: solved a case from the couch...told mom who took the credit
Candyland: day ten: hid Dad's finished manuscript, just to watch him freak out when he realized he didn't know where it was.
sapphirestars: day nine: dad discovered what I did and disconnects the tv...am too weak to get up and plug it back in
Candyland: ...day ten, v. 2.0: wondered why calender went from day nine to day ten and then back to day nine...
sapphirestars: day ten(?) am officially freaked out...does the thermometer really read 104 degrees? Are parents screwing with me again?
Candyland: day thirteen-ish: snuck away from couch to go watch girls swimming. revelations--bikinis are the greatest invention known to man. wish Ran would wear one more often...
sapphirestars: still day thirteen-ish: wonder whether Ran would be willing to visit and wear a grass skirt and lay...only? Wonder how hard she'd hit me if I suggested it. Note to self: draw up pro con list
Candyland: still day thirteen-ish: have made list, as follows. CONS: instantaneous death. PROS: may get to see Ran in a bikini as I die.
sapphirestars: day thirteen-ish continues: maybe if I stretch first she won't catch me? Then I could take picture...
Candyland: day thirty: I awoke from my head injury-induced coma today. Revelation--I should not have asked.
sapphirestars: day thirty: wonder if Ran will be my nurse if I do the ol' puppy dog eyes? Note to self: pay kid who took photo of her in regular swim suit, better than nothing.
Candyland: day thirty: Ran agreed to be my nurse. I think she felt bad about the whole coma thing--she claims she was only trying to break my nose, not my head. Note to self--do NOT ask her to wear the nurse's uniform.
sapphirestars: day thirty: beg mother to persuade Ran to wear nurse outfit. promise to let her glomp me the whole week. Double edged sword?
Candyland: day thirty-one: ...let's just say I've been glomped twenty times since I woke up. But I'm in a very good mood regardless ^______^
sapphirestars: day thirty one: Ran just leaned in to take my temperature...thermometer went up from 97 degrees to 101. Dad laughed.
Candyland: day thirty-one: I am attempting to plot vengeance upon my father. I am hindered, however, by the fact that I apparently need a bath, but am not allowed out of bed.
Candyland: day thirty-one cont.: ^___________^
sapphirestars: day thirty two: Can officially die happy now.
Candyland: day thirty-three: was released from the hospital. Protested that I needed another bath. Was ignored.
sapphirestars: day thirty three continued: tried to get Ran to keep nurse outfit. Unsuccessful. Am still pleased. She's in a camisole and denim skirt. Hawaii is a very warm place.
Candyland: day thirty-four: learned how to pilot one-man lunar landing module. Dad says it's "just in case."
sapphirestars: day thirty four continued: Am disturbed over dad's vision of my future. As if I would ever do anything reckless.
Candyland: day thirty-four cont.: went to the beach. Somebody died. Ran screamed and grabbed onto me. Could not focus on case. Dad laughed.
sapphirestars: day thirty four: Still planning vengeance on father...check weather report for currents
Candyland: day thirty-four: weatherman says currents are going the wrong way. Note to self--include weatherman in plans of revenge?
sapphirestars: day thirty four continued: Ran wonders why I'm so interested in weather. Cannot include her in plan. Too nice. Note: what are chances of being caught? If so, will Ran visit?
Candyland: day thirty-four, sunset: while pondering possibilities of Ran's visitation, eyes wandered to places they should not...on certain areas of Ran's body. Now I must run for my life.
sapphirestars: day thirty five: Large purple bruises all over and Ran is not willing to be my nurse. Dad laughs. Mother painfully glomps me as week is not over.
Candyland: day thirty-five: hide under dock to avoid mother and glomping and Ran and punching. Make friends with some crabs who seem to live there.
sapphirestars: day thirty five continued: dad finds me and laughs...he is still laughing. Current looks pretty good just now.
Candyland: day thirty-five cont.: push Dad into ocean. Watch him splash and splutter in shallow water as he tries to stand up. Laugh uproariously from the shore.
sapphirestars: day thirty five: Hear Ran yelling "Shiniiichi!" Mom is also laughing at Dad. Dad gets certain look in his eye once he gets out of water. Am worried.
Candyland: day thirty-five: I am running away now.
sapphirestars: day thirty six: am looking paranoid around corners. Beg Ran to be my bodyguard. She rolls her eyes and calls me a detective geek.
Candyland: day thirty-six: was caught by Mother and glomped again. Week is not yet over. As I struggle to get away, I again find myself wondering about the currents
sapphirestars: day thirty seven: begin to think of life as an orphan. Pros outweigh cons. wonder if Ran would...nah.
Candyland: day thirty-eight: am slowly returning to normal life--or as normal as my life gets, I suppose. I still peer around corners with a mirror, sometimes, like right no--OHMIGOD!!!
sapphirestars: day thirty nine: am scarred for life.
Candyland: day forty: Ran has finally coaxed me out from my hiding place under my bed. I did not really want to come out of there, but the cookie looked too good to pass up.
sapphirestars: day forty continued: Stay close to Ran whole day. Latched onto her arm and waist. She turned unbelievably red...wonder why? Note to self: solve that mystery
Candyland: day forty: wish parents would stop snickering at me. Dad, I know you're planning something...
sapphirestars: day forty: still hanging onto Ran, she is a blackbelt and she's pretty. Mom and Dad keep shooting Ran looks. Are they all in on something?
Candyland: day forty-one: jazzercise
sapphirestars: day forty one: looking into paperwork for legal emancipation of parents. Calling lawyers. Wonder whether Ran's mom will take my case.
Candyland: day forty-one: too afraid to call Ran's mom and ask. She is scarier than her daughter.
sapphirestars: day forty one: run idea past Ran and ask her to call. Get two hour lecture about my fortune over my parents' marital status. Scratch past comment. Ran scarier.
And this all segued from a talk on Highly Contrived Ways to kill the characters off ^^;;
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Date: 2006-02-13 09:59 pm (UTC)BTW, I was taking a shower this morning and thinking about this conversation, and I realized that I see serious fic potential here. No guarantees it'll actually fly, but would you mind terribly if I took what we came up with and, ya know, attacked? Full credit given ^_^
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Date: 2006-02-13 11:36 pm (UTC)And plunnies really do come to you in the shower, don't they? Or during our conversations. There are some pretty funny ideas there: Yuusaku splashing around, anyone?