In Honor of Halloween

[crossover_chick]

The boys and I just watched a sporking of a really bad Roger Corman horror movie, Wasp Woman. *sigh* I miss Josh Way, he was good at the sporking thing.
-TD: *patpat* It's not like you can't find the official work on YouTube as well.-
I know, but sometimes it's nice to see someone else try to handle the role. Sporking's fun.
-D: I think our Sporking counterparts would disagree with that.-
Heh. Anyway, work today was annoyingly busy, but I did manage another page on "Cinder-Marty."
-TTV: *pout*-
Don't worry, Victor, you get Halloween all to yourself -- I'm watching "Corpse Bride" tomorrow, so what better way to get into the mood for "Corpse Mask?" Not to mention the next section is really mostly editing -- I wrote out an early version before I decided to do it officially.-
-TTV: Oh, wonderful. *grin*-
-M: Tell us your costume.-
-TTV: No.-
*giggle* Forget it, he's not going to tell us. Although this thing had better live up to all the hype, Victor.
-TTV: *mysterious grin* Oh, I believe it will.-
-RPD: How'd your Sims experiment go?-
We're makng progress -- the screen flashing has gone by the wayside, and I was actually able to make into Eureka! Unfortunately, I kept getting all sorts of graphical glitchness as I scrolled around -- the buttons on the top and control panel going solid grey, houses turning black, trees flashing different colors. . . . And the game crashed when I went to see Twin Oaks Park. Didn't play anyone -- didn't want to see what would happen.
-RPD: Well, it's progress. Sounds to me like we know it's the video card now.-
Yeah. *grumbles* I hate computer maintenance. Dad actually suggested buying another whole computer, but this thing's only a year old! Not to mention I just dumped money on my Spy Sweeper and Trend Micro subscriptions. (Okay, yeah, those could be transferred, but still. . . .)
-HD: *shakes finger at my computer* Bad Pavillion. Very bad.-
-VD2: At least there hasn't been an-
Don't say it!
Aanyway, I has fic for a couple of people -- putting up the two request fics I've completed from 10/23. :D First, for geno0823, something involving demons or Marxism:

Hmm. Only one incident of rotten eggs this year, and no toilet paper. This has been a good Halloween.
Doc Brown smiled to himself as he pulled on his pajamas. He had just taken Marty home after a night of watching horror movies together and stuffing themselves on candy. There was really nothing like spending a night with your best friend, the television, and a bowl of various chocolate confectionaries. Granted, he was on a bit of a sugar buzz now from the amount of candy they had consumed. Marty had asked him more than once if he’d be able to sleep tonight on the ride home.
Bah, Doc thought, turning down the covers. I’ve managed to enter a state of slumber under worse conditions than this. It’s only once a year, after all. Besides a stomachache, what side effects could a little overindulgence have? Still smiling, he hopped into bed and turned out the lights.
Only to feel a weight settle on his body seconds later.
Startled, Doc snapped the light back on again. Lying atop him was – well, it bore a resemblance to a human female. An intensely attractive female, with long red hair, big blue eyes, a full pouting mouth, and very ample cleavage. She was clad in a bikini-like garment that provided almost a complete view of her assets, and looked about ready to fall off. She had flawless skin, long legs, and perfect proportions.
She also had two red horns coming out of her temples, and a long red tail extending from her tailbone.
She giggled, waggling her feet in the air while propping her chin on her hands. “Hi! I’m the succubus you ordered!”
Okay, maybe there were a few side effects to consuming massive amounts of candy. Doc cautiously hoisted himself into a sitting position. “Pardon me?”
“Don’t be shy – we get orders all the time on Halloween,” the succubus told him, running her fingers through her hair. “Didn’t expect you to hop into bed fully clothed, though. Ah well, that’s easily fixed.” She started undoing the buttons on his pajama top.
“Hey!” Doc pushed her hands away. “There’s been some sort of mistake – I didn’t – summon – anything! I’m a scientist – I’m not given to Satanic rituals!”
“You’d be surprised at how many are,” the succubus said, grinning. “Come on, stop being so coy. I’m gonna give you a night you’ll never forget.” She patted his head. “And don’t worry about the whole soul thing – I don’t have to take it right away. We take IOUs all the time. Not like we don’t have the means to collect once your time’s up.”
“No, I’m serious! I didn’t summon you!” Doc looked around, wondering if this was all some elaborate prank.
The succubus frowned. “This is 1660 JFK Drive, right?”
Doc breathed a sigh of relief. “No, this is 1640 JFK Drive.”
“Oh!” The succubus blushed in embarrassment. “Damn, I was never good with directions. . . .” She grinned up at Doc. “Well, we can still have sex anyway if you want. I have no objections.” She rolled over onto her back. “Trust me, I could rock your world.”
Looking at her, Doc felt himself weaken a bit. He’d never actually had sex before, and he was damn eager to. . .and she was so gorgeous. . . .
No! It’s not worth losing your soul over! “I think you’d better get on to your other appointment,” he said, not without a bit of regret in his voice.
The succubus pouted. “You sure?”
“I’m positive. Go on.”
The succubus reluctantly got off the bed and headed for the front door. She paused upon opening it. “Not even a blowjob?”
“Get out of here!”
The succubus finally left. Doc turned over and flopped down on the bed, grumbling. “Stupid legions of Hell, tempting me like that. . . .”
There was a sudden knock at the door. Annoyed, Doc got up and pulled on his bathrobe. “I told you, no!” he said as he opened it.
It wasn’t the succubus, though. Standing there was the zombified corpse of Karl Marx. “Greetings, bourgeois! I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to surrender your brains to the communal proletariat zombie feeding.”
Oh, it was going to be a long night.

-HD: . . . Hehehehehehehehe-
See, told you it wasn't bad! I suppose this can also count as my Halloween fic. I've actually had this basic idea in my head for a while now -- I'm glad I was able to use it here. Hope you like, Geno!


And now, for gigs_83, something starring AL:

CRACK!
Lisa’s head snapped up from her book. “What the--”
SMASH!
“Lisa?” Luke popped his head into the living room. “I know it’s a cliche, but I feel a great disturbance in the Force.”
“I hear it,” Lisa replied, putting down her book and getting up. “It sounds like it's coming from the woods. Think someone came in through a Forest Gate and got on Woodhorn’s bad side?”
“Sounds reasonable to me. Think we should go rescue him or her?”
There was another loud crash from outside. “Yes, if only to make sure my house doesn’t get wrecked.”
The Tenth incarnation of the Doctor joined them outside, frowning. “We’re not responsible for that,” he said immediately upon seeing Lisa.
Lisa giggled. “I know you’re not. We think someone’s upset Woodhorn by dropping by unexpectedly.”
“He gets upset even when people drop by expectedly,” Ten pointed out.
“Yeah, but--”
The conversation was cut short by someone running out of the woods. Said someone appeared to be female, with long blond hair and clad in a green dress of some sort. Lisa arched an eyebrow. The person looked oddly familiar, but it was hard to get a good look at her, the way she was speeding along. . . .
Luke blinked. “What is that thing in her hand?”
Ten squinted. “Looks like a – a mallet of some sort, only the head’s carved like a flamingo.”
The person finally skidded to a stop a few feet away from the group, breathing heavily. “Damn – pointy-headed – horses!” she gasped, pressing her free hand to her chest. “That’ll – teach me – to portal-jump – indiscriminately.” She patted the mallet. “Good thing I got you first, huh? Thank God for Alice. . . .”
Lisa stared. Could it really be. . . ? “J.C.?” she said tentatively, inching forward.
The girl looked up. “Lisa!” she said, grinning. “Guess I ended up on your home turf, eh? Good to see you again.”
Lisa smiled back. “Good to see you too – didn’t think I ever would again.”
Luke and Ten looked between the two girls. “This is a friend of yours?” Ten asked, puzzled. “I don’t recall meeting her.”
J.C. looked over at him. Her smile got bigger. “Ooooh, who’s this?” she asked, abruptly leaping into the very startled Doctor’s arms. “This one’s cute.”
Lisa rolled her eyes. Trust J.C. to do this. “Off, Josie,” she said firmly. “He’s the Doctor, if you must know.”
“The Doctor? Your Doctor? Never heard of a yummy version before,” J.C. said, grinning flirtatiously at him.
“It’s none of your business whether he’s yummy or not. Off!”
J.C. sighed and climbed off the time traveler. “Chill, he’s not cute enough to risk your wrath. And my heart will always belong to Doc, you know that.”
“Lisa, who is she?” Ten demanded, inching behind Luke a bit.
“Josephine Caroline Jones – J.C. for short,” J.C. introduced herself. “Also known as Fangirl.”
“She’s V’s author avatar,” Lisa added. “For a couple of her humor fics. Remember? ‘Catfight?’ ‘Doc Hunter?’” Lisa shot the girl a look. “I thought V didn’t let you out of humor.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t roam around a little on my own,” J.C. said, waving her mallet. “I’m her fangirl side, after all. If there’s boys to hug and squee over, I’m there.” She grinned at the mallet. “And I’m loving the McGee obsession. This thing is the coolest. Not to mention an oh-so-sexy Hatter. . . .”
Luke and Ten looked at each other. “This is Victoria’s fangirl side? This explains quite a bit about her,” Luke admitted.
J.C. laughed. “Don’t it? I was actually aiming for her muse house – guess I got confused a little.” She looked around. “Nice place you’ve got, Lisa – except for that one nasty unicorn. What’s with him?”
“Human hunters killed his brother – he’s pretty much nasty to anyone who comes through the gates,” Lisa explained. “I can get you to V’s place easy – her boys generally come to visit for birthdays and such, so we’ve got our own portal thing going.”
J.C. gave Ten a rather sultry look. “Maybe I’ll stay for just a little while. . . .”
“No flirting with my Doctor!”
“Oh, come on, a little flirting never hurt anybody. . . .”
Luke and Ten looked at each other as the girls started arguing. “Time to escape to the Inkwell?”
“I’m with you.”

-VD2: So you did let J.C. out of her pen.-
I missed her. :) J.C. Jones is my alter ego from the Humor verse -- she starred in "Catfight" and "Doc Hunter," as Lisa said. Lisa herself was involved in said stories, so I figured it would be nice to reunite them. Naturally, being my author avatar, J.C. would have posession of my new American McGee mallet and would know about my new fictional crushes.
-VD: Dare we ask why she was trying to portal-jump?-
Angry Alice Liddel, hot Mad Hatter.
-M2: Surprised Richard just didn't shoot her.-
Frankly, so am I. She's had worse done to her. :p And yes, I've got a bit of a thing for David Tennant.
-OD: *tentacles hold up signs saying "Run Doctor 10"*-
Oh, no, he's got the best bodyguard on the planet. *smiles cheekily at AL*


darkjediprinces, anivad, and bttf4444, yours should be coming up soon -- I'm working on them best I can.
Now, time to hunt down some BTTF fanfic and perhaps write more on "You Look Interesting."
-DW: Don't forget, NaNo's coming up.-
I haven't forgotten. That's gonna be a wild ride. . . .

Comments

[gigs-83.livejournal.com]

*gigglefit* That's so great! (And so was Geno's) I specifically stayed up later to see if you'd post it, and yay!!!

I'm gonna put it on my site tomorr later on today. Whee!! Now the peeps in the blog have something to say next time I update, too. ^^v *happydance*

[docsgirl.livejournal.com]

I saw, thanks! :D I'm glad you liked. :)