grimorie | Sort of WIP amnesty

synecdochic came out confessing polyamorous relationship with all things creative here and I'm coming out to confess it too -- only I've chosen to do so with two projects I'm currently working on since the list I have dates back YEARS ago.

Convergance (Working Title)
The One Where... Buffy crosses over to the Farscape universe. Set directly after the Gift (season 5) and before Dog with Two Bones for Farscape. Buffy finds herself in another part of the galaxy after leaping through the portal and the luck she thought was bad runs ten times worse as soon as she meets John Crichton.
It'll probably run: LONGER!
Started/Last Updated: Created 2003, last updated Nov. 30, 2006
Here, Have A Bit:

Buffy was alive and in pain. Two things she contended with in a complex measure of relief and doubt but another emotion bulldozed its way when her eyes fluttered open and saw a demon looming a few meters away. It was tall and head full of tentacles. She'd jumped the portal and ended in hell. Not again.
Her skin felt like she'd fallen asleep in a desert island and had the mother of all sun burns. Damn. But she's dealt with pain before, pushed it down until it stopped bothering her. She was naked, she realized with a burn of anger and the need to move, to hit something never felt sharper.
Bide your time. It was Giles voice, patient, lecturing. Wait. Learn.
She shut her eyes, inhaled deeply and tried to listen, sense her surroundings. Her skin was sensitized the chill of the air, the hardness of the bed, the sound of some machine beeping like one of the things in the hospital and footsteps.
Footsteps came nearer and Buffy risked a look, fluttered one eye open and saw a girl demon hair red as a fire truck wearing the most revealing leather ensemble she's ever seen. She wasn't alone, beyond her was a tall demon with rasta tentacles for her. The demon girl started speaking, arguing with the tentacle demon then something shiny and sharp caught her eye. Buffy froze, steeling herself and prepared for action because there was no way in hell (even if she was already in hell) she'd let the demon go all lab rat on her.

The red haired demon paused by her bed side, brought up the shiny thing. Buffy burst into action, leapt from the bed, smashing her fists on demon-girl's face. Demon girl shrieked. It was a shrill and impressive, if annoying shriek that sent her ears ringing. Buffy winced. Tentacle boy hissed, saying some things she couldn't understand at her then rushed her swinging a punch she side stepped and delivered a kick on his midsection bringing him across the room but before she could even escape two humans in black leather appeared, carrying wicked looking guns. Suddenly, tentacle boy's tongue lashed out at her extending a good six meters and nearly hitting her if she hadn't ducked.

She caught the tongue with, it was soft, squishy and wet (eww) pulled once until tentacle boy's eyes bugged out and Buffy would have ripped it off if it weren't for the sudden sharp pain on her foot. She let go with a growl and kicked the demon girl away, dragging the sheet from the bed and around her form, she caught sight of a familiar bundle of clothes, grabbed them and ran, feet slapping on the cold floor. There had to be a way to get the hell out of here, find a portal and get home.

New Ground
The One Where... Post-Doomsday Rose Tyler, three months after Bad Wolf Bay, Rose is sleepwalking through her life until a bombing, a theft and an invasion shakes Rose from her stupor and realizes the one thing she misses the most is a fantastic life. A proposed series of five stories, ala the supposed Earth Defense show RTD axed before it was ever created.
Started/Last Updated: Started for the Rose Tyler ficathon/ Feb. 14, 2007
It'll probably run: 10,000 words
Here, Have A Bit:

"Are we sure it's safe to be here?"
"Yeah," Mickey answered Jake, "we're cleared for this area, place is still structurally sound. Takes more than a bomb to take this building down."
He looked around, tables knocked around by the blast and walls once pristine white were now soggy gray after the fire and the sprinklers were done. The big hole where one of the blast occurred turned steel and cement into cinder.
"I thought this safe was impenetrable." Rose said from where she was crouching.
"It was, now it's not." He said with a shrug. He watched Rose approach the blast hole, examining it. Rose had that expression on her face again-- like at any moment she'd figure -- "Did you just sniff the wall?"
"Yeah, smells a bit of tangy under all the smoke." Rose moved forward and--
"You licked the wall!"
"It tastes like burnt copper."
"That's 'cause you just licked the bleedin' wall!" Mickey knew he was gesturing too much, reverting back to Mickey version 1 but he couldn't help it. "It might be contaminated!"
"Could be, but isn't. Scanned the wall earlier, Doctor used to do it, thought it was a bit dodgy always liked a little more Spock but it's effective. "
"So, what, you adapt the Doctor's fetish?!"
But she wasn't looking at him, she was fiddling with the scanner. "Mmhm..."
"To think I used to snog you." He said in disgust.
"Good thing you have Jake."
"What?" He asked, taken a back. She looked at him and blinked.
"Sorry, wasn't listening."
He frowned at her. "Alright, well, I'll just check something."