From: lieu_murphy

Leave a comment with one or more of the above and I’ll write a drabble for it.

1. Playful!Hope
2. Murderous!Hope
3. Flailing!Hope
4. Incarcerated!Hope
5. Deviant!Hope
6. Sick!Hope
7. Intoxicated!Hope
8. Wildly Inappropriate!Hope
9. Eloquent!Hope
10. Cooking!Hope
11. Over-protective!Hope
12. Bored!Hope
13. Silly!Hope
14. Romantic!Hope
15. Silent-Treatment!Hope
16. Bedtime!Hope
17. Jealous!Hope
18. Inquisitive!Hope
19. Confused!Hope
20. Sexy!Hope
21. Angry!Hope
22. Dorky!Hope
23. Working!Hope
24. Needs-a-Hug!Hope
25. Choose-your-own!Hope

For team_x

THE HOW'S MY DRIVING MEME

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I thought people in team_x might find this one particularly interesting. I know Hope and I did.

For the people here (team_x) with characters who are not in the movie, how would your TV spot commercial go?

I sort of based Hope more in the actual movie than just in the game. I think it works for her pretty well. Kinda wish I could film it...

( Spotlight On Hope )

from: jurisimmortalis

If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you have me do?

LAYER ONE: On the Outside
Name: Hope Renee Chandler
Birth date: May 15th, 1971.
Birthplace: Charleston, South Carolina
Current Location: Russia.
Eye Color: Brown.
Hair Color: Brown.
Height: 5’6”
Righty or Lefty: Right
Zodiac Sign: Taurus I believe.

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The Mun is once again bored and needs to have some fun. Here, have a writing meme.

The Hypothetical AU Meme:

Leave a comment with the type of AU you'd like me to write with your muse and mine and I'll write a brief scene, at least 250 words, from it.

( List of AU Suggestions )

Title: Constellations
Prompt: Something Hope/Atticus
Characters: Dr. Hope Chandler, Atticus Bergenson, Agent Zero.
Rating: G
Pairings: Hope/Atticus
Warnings: None
Author’s Notes: They’re cute, they’re always cute. I debated trying to be dramatic and angsty but really with these two it’s rare they enter that sort of genre. So, I went with cute. Also a guest appearance by nerdy, genius Hope who is incredibly amusing to write because I know nothing! Well, at least nothing like Hope knows.

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There were many things Hope didn’t like about working for the military. It all had to do with the underhanded methods and unethical practices Stryker encouraged, but sometimes, it wasn’t all bad. She liked the simple work that came with taking care of a medical bay. Not many people could enjoy taking inventory like Hope could and did. She liked lists, liked keeping them and making them. A list kept things neat and in order, which was important in a clean environment like the medical bay. There was really only one problem with her love of lists, like anything she loved, she got absorbed and the world disappeared.

Until someone knocked on the med bay door, that was. She jumped a little in surprise and looked around to orient herself back in the real world before smiling at Agent Zero who stood by the door.

“Yes?” she said, sticking her head out of the door and smiling at him. “Looking for Eva?”

“No, ma’am. It’s curfew.” He tapped the large watch on his wrist.

“Oh! Sorry, lost track of time again. Do you mind if I quickly finish this last little bit of work?” She kept smiling, really hoping he’d let her finish up. She really hated leaving things half done.

Zero seemed to debate for a second, but her smile seemed to work. Her record for good behavior and no trouble must have helped too. “Alright, but when you’re done head straight to your room.”

“Of course, thank you.” She ducked back into the med bay and began to work quickly through the last little bit of inventory. It didn’t really take too long, especially since she worked as quickly as she could and that was very quick.

The halls of the base were empty when she finally left the medical bay though. She didn’t even see any of the patrolling guards, not even Zero. That was actually rather surprising to her. She was used to seeing the base filled with activity and movement. It was an entirely different place at night. Yet, she wasn’t the only one up at this hour. On her way back to the women’s dorms she spotted a very familiar figure standing in the doorway that led outside.

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Yup, bored, got to playing around on Gaia TekTek Avatar Maker.



And one with Atticus:


And one in a lab coat and ability:

First Name:
Hope. My mother named me that because she had always hoped for a daughter.

Age:
38. You're welcome to figure out the year I was born for yourself.

Location:
An American Army base in Russia. Mostly you can find me in the Medical Lab.

Occupation:
I am doctor with a special forces unit of the military. And a geneticist doing top secret research, but I can't talk about that.

Partner:
Well, Atticus and I haven't said anything officially but we've had a few dinners together.

Kids:
None.

Brothers and Sisters:
I have one older brother, Michael, and a younger sister Thea. Michael is an author, he lives in California. Thea lives in New York and works in my father's company.

Pets:
None, currently. I did have a parrot when I was a child. They're very intelligent birds, I like mine.

List the 3-to-5 biggest things going on in your life right now:
01. The genetic origins of the X-gene. I have a theory that the unique human way of walking is actually a mutation.
02. Mapping the location of the X-gene. I have another theory that due to the differences of each mutant's powers the X-gene is actually in a different location in the genetic code for each mutant.
03. There's a developing theory on how the X-gene is passed to children. I think it's passed through mitochondrial DNA but it's still just an idea. It needs more time.
04. I need to go Christmas shopping.
05. I need warmer socks. It's very cold here.

Parents:
Marcus and Mary. They live in Charleston. My father runs an international shipping company. My mother does work for various charitable organizations. They're wonderful people.

Who are some of your closest friends?
My brother and I are very close. He's only a year older and despite the occasional argument we tend to get along quite well. My sister and I aren't so close, but we do get along. I've made a few friends here in camp. Eva, Jason, Atticus and a few others.

Got any enemies?
None that I'm aware of. As odd as this might sound, if I did have enemies, I'd want to be aware of them. Being aware of an enemy is vastly better than not being aware.

I, Robot is on.

A little part of me keeps expecting a Southern accent whenever Dr. Calvin speaks.

[ooc: team_x meets World of Warcraft. Yes, I am that nerdy.]

Lightning snaked through the clouds almost endlessly chased by the ominous rumble of thunder. Hope glanced up, watching a few of the fingers as they shot overhead. It was like this every day in the Storm Peaks. She couldn’t recall ever seeing the sun. It probably had something to do with its proximity to Icecrown, the seat of the Lich King’s power.

“Why aren’t we flying?” Jamie said suddenly from her right. The Rogue pulled his hood off and looked around at them all. “I mean, really, we’re riding? Doesn’t that seem odd to anyone else?”

“Those were our orders,” The Death Knight riding lead snapped, glaring coldly over her shoulder. “We follow the Major’s orders.”

Hope shivered at the girl’s voice. Death Knights were unnatural beings, in Hope’s opinion. Strangely, they were their Guild leader’s favorite soldiers. Laura, especially, seemed to be favored. She was as cold and ruthless as Icecrown itself and followed orders religiously. Hope could understand that sort of devotion, but the callous way with which it was carried out was beyond her. There was something fundamentally wrong with all Death Knights in Hope’s opinion.

“Oh well, if the Major said.” Jamie scoffed and flipped his hood back on. Their little band went quiet after that. No one really questioned Laura ever.

For a long time the only sounds were the wind and their animals through the snow. Hope quickly got bored. She wished whatever they were doing out here would be done soon and then they could go back to Dalaran. There were supposed to be new text in at the Library soon.

She gasped suddenly when she felt two hands of dark magic grip her chest.

“Horde!” she managed to scream before getting pulled off her talbuk and dragged back to land at the feet of an Orc Death Knight.

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Childhood

Everything was at her fingertips from her first breath. There was nothing she couldn’t have if she asked or worked for it. Her parents, wealthy and caring, were willing to indulge. She was brilliant, beautiful and never quite fit in. Her brother, the favored son, could do no wrong. Her younger sister, even more beautiful, could charm her way out of any trouble.

Hope, well, she just kept her head down in books and quiet corners. She was smart enough to know it was the best way for her to avoid causing any trouble. Even if sometimes trouble was tempting.

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Teenager

Fifteen-years-old and her mind explodes. Literally. One moment she was having a normal lunch with her friends at school and then next she wakes up in a hospital, seven staples in her head and a diagnosis of epilepsy. It’s rare that it shows up in healthy teenage girls, but not unheard of. They run tests and the results baffle every neurologist in the hospital. Their tests say she should be having seizures non-stop, but she’s not.

This is what genetics has made her body capable of. It’s made her brilliant, given her power and a stigma that she’ll always have.

For some reason, she thinks better under pressure.

Put your characters name in music. Try to use songs that fit your character in some fashion.

H- Half Acre – HEM
O- Ode to a Butterfly – Nickel Creek
P- Peace and Love – Blessid Union of Souls
E- Easy Tonight – Five for Fighting

C- Calling All Angels – Train
H- Heal Over – KT Tunstall
A- All Will Be Well – The Gabe Dixon Band
N- No More Keeping My Feet on the Ground – Coldplay
D- Dixie – New American Brass Band
L- Let it Be – The Beatles
E- Elias – Dispatch
R- Rainbow Connection – Kermit the Frog


Feel free to ask me about any of the songs I put up here. I will explain why I think they fit. It may be something deep, it may be just a matter of the beat or the name of the song. Or you can give me your own theories! And no, "You picked it because it's pretty" doesn't count.

Her heart will always belong to Charleston.

Information

Hope stood outside the entrance to New York University, her hands deep in her pockets and debated. The whole point in taking a day off from the clinic was to tour the Universities in New York and find out what she might have to do to teach at one of them. Yet, here she was at her first stop and she couldn’t take that first step in.

It was foolish, really, to still feel guilty after three years but she did. At the same time, she really wanted to go forward and find a way back to the research. Being a doctor was satisfying and the clinic provided a variety of ailments that kept her mind occupied for the most part. She could probably spend the rest of her life there, doing good work but she wasn’t sure it would make her happy. What she wanted to do was research and Universities were filled with research opportunities.

Perhaps it wasn’t the guilt that held her back, but the fear. Three years ago research had consumed her life. She had lived, breathed the cure and the intricacies of figuring it out. She could still remember each bit of data, each revelation as they went deeper and deeper into the mysteries locked within the mutant genetic code. Her mind itched for that sort of work again, a real challenge. She’d never get that working a clinic in Manhattan, but she’d never fall into that mindset where the science trumped any ethical concerns.

She really was worried about forgetting there was a world outside the lab. Worthington Labs had been able to slip passed the usual regulations and reviews due to the government’s interest but she’d have to face review boards and ethical committees anytime she wanted to test anything. Maybe she wouldn’t forget, maybe she would actually remember that science had a larger impact on the world besides new knowledge.

Finally, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She had made it this far, damn it, she wasn’t going to stop now. She wouldn’t forget, she wouldn’t’ get wrapped up, not this time. Never again. After another deep breath, she took a step forward to find a map. She needed to know where the Dean’s Office was.

Evolution is a glimpse into the things that could be.