y'all know what this is for....

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Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.

No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!

Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥

Comments

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[originaljackass]

Don't exactly care.

[Not with this guy, unfortunately.]

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ even in the body of a little girl, the oath must be upheld. not that it would do much damage. ]

Just because you've lucked out so far doesn't mean you're exempt.

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[originaljackass]

Exempt from what exactly?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

This experiment.

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[originaljackass]

And bratty little girls are how this experiment works?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I'm a doctor, not a brat.

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[originaljackass]

And I bet all your little dollies appreciate that in times of broken stitching.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

For all your big talk, the lights aren't all on upstairs, are they?

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[originaljackass]

Am I supposed to draw some deeper meaning from little girls?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I'm not a little girl.

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[originaljackass]

Could have fooled me. So what are you?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

It's Doctor McCoy.

[ and duh, everyone should know who he is. ]

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[originaljackass]

Oh. [He doesn't actually know you.] So they turned you into a kid. [Doctor is such a gender neutral title.]

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Something like that. [ being vague, because he's turned into his daughter. ]

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[originaljackass]

I was a cute kid. And a total badass. If I get turned into one, I think I'll be just fine.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ WHAT. ] Are you saying I'm not cute?

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[originaljackass]

[Well no, but...]

Puberty will fix that.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ . . . suddenly, McCoy fears what will happen if his daughter appears grown-up in this place. ] Don't even go there, pal.

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[originaljackass]

Maybe you'll be stuck like this long enough to find out for yourself.

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[originaljackass]

Maybe you'll stick around like this long enough to find out on our own.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I find that unlikely.

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[originaljackass]

Experiments can't be permanent?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ a shake of the head sends the plaits whirling. ]

Nope.

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[originaljackass]

Lucky you. [He pushes himself away from the building and tosses his cigarette into the snow, stamping it out with a boot.]

Might want to learn to be nicer while you're runt sized. Some people might not be as patient as your Uncle Jack.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ looking at that cigarette with disdain. good god man, put it in an ash tray. ]

Thanks for the advice, Uncle Jack. [ it's like acid, it really is. ]