call_me_snake: (Thoughtful-green)
29.1 - 13 wishes you've made.

1. I wish my eye would stop hurting.
2. I wish you'd die.
3. And about someone else. I wish they'd die too.
4. Wish the insanity would stop.
5. Wish the cops would leave me the fuck alone.
6. Wish it would stop raining.
7. God damn I wish it wasn't so fucking cold.
8. Wish I didn't have to hide them.
9. Wish my parents were still alive.
10. Wish I would've left her behind.
11. Wish the episodes would stop.
12. Wish shit was easier for just a couple days.
13. Wish I could sleep.

29.2 - 13 times you wish you'd said no to something.

1. When Allison convinced me she was faithful.
2. To Captain Berrigan, several times.
3. Bob Hauk in New York City
4. To Iris
5. To Taylor about the Federal Reserve.
6. To Xena when she wanted to leave.
7. To joining the military.
8. To Carjack about working together.
9. To Marrs on several occasions.
10. To that turncoat bastard who asked me to kill the president.
11. To my dad when he threw me out of the house.
12. Anything to do with Jerry Hauk.
13. Maggie staying in New York.
call_me_snake: (Gun-NY)
22.1 - 13 people/places/things you'd use a rocket launcher on.
1. The Lynchburg Capitol
2. President Robertson
3. Captain Berrigan
4. The jackasses who signed that treaty saying the gas was a good idea
5. Hauk Some days. Fewer lately
6. A gas truck. It’d be a hell of an explosion.
7. Those USPF choppers with the snipers that dart people like animals from the sky.
8. Malloy
9. Carjack
10. Helmann. Yeah, know he’s dead but still.
11. The stupid fuckers that made beef, sex and swearing illegal
12. Lucifer, just for the hell of it.
13. A long list of bastards who’ve hurt friends and family
call_me_snake: (Fallen Hero)
Clipped from the New York Sun )



What Happened to Plissken )

Crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] random_fic
This piece takes place in Snake's current roleplay timeline, being March 7th, 2007. This is one of many newspaper articles I plan on writing. Muns can assume muses have access to this article either by newspaper, TV or net sources should your muse choose to read it. Though what happens to Plissken after the crime is restricted to those who might see him.
call_me_snake: (I hate mornings)
Fandom: John Carpenter's Escape from NY/LA and Xena Warrior Princess
Title: No Rest for the Wicked: 24 Hours In The Life of Snake Plissken
Characters: Snake, Xena, Solan, Hope, Cellena, Carjack Malone/Hershe
Rating: PG-13 (For suggested sex and cursing)
Word Count: 2,458
Notes: A fic meme originating with [livejournal.com profile] miarrow for Roy Harper. For this to truly be a meme others must pick it up. So here I challenge you (Mun throws down the glove) to write 24 hours in the life of your favorite character.

I am writing a Canon 24 hours for Snake as well. It is forthcoming.


Someone make this day end! )
call_me_snake: (Tuxedo)
Snake was running late, very late. Between the trip out to the new house with Xena and talking to Rayanne he was all but late to his own reception. He was still wishing he could've stayed out at the house.

The Firebird was a beautiful restaurant on the 30th floor overlooking the city. It was the first place he had taken Xena and the owner Antonio was a good friend. Waiting in the elevator Snake was impatient trying to imagine how Iris had decorated the place. He hadn't had time to stop by and see it yet.

He got off the elevator and immediately ran into Antonio who was full of all the happy Italian greetings brought on by thier cultural view of weddings and just a bit of wine. Smiling Snake greeted his friend before heading off to find Xena. He wanted to get this dance over with so he could have a drink.

OOC: )

More Icons

Jun. 11th, 2006 03:17 pm
call_me_snake: (Taslima)
Of course Snake icons as well as Hershe/Pam Grier and misc. Kurt Russell icons.

Batch #2 )
call_me_snake: (Fuck Off)
Title: Wait Until I Find You.
Fandom: John Carpenter (Escape from NY/LA)
Characters: Snake Plissken
Prompt: 011: Red
Word Count: 526
Rating: PG-13 (mild swearing and violence)
Author's Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] fatherartist who claimed When I Get Back I'm Going to Kill You!Snake. If you have not claimed a Snake and want to go here to claim one.
Summary: Snake escapes after Cleveland to nurse his wounds and issue a warning to Carjack for his trechery.

You Better Hope I Don't Make It Back )
call_me_snake: (Point of No Return)
Character name: Snake Plissken
Fandom: John Carpenter's Escape From NY/LA
Disclaimers warning: Snake belongs to John Carpenter, Debra Hill, Paramount Pictures, Kurt Russell and Hurricane Comics. Just showing my love for their genius.
Challenge topic: Write about Addiction
Rating: PG-13 (Warning!: This contains suggestions of suicide and drug use.)
Author's Note: This fic is AU in nature related to this plot line. This fic was written for
[livejournal.com profile] jon_r_meyers who wished to know more about Snake's addictions.

Addict on the Down )
call_me_snake: (Snake in the Grass)
OOC: Continued from here.

Hershe had been dressing when she heard all of the commotion and gunshots outside. She sighed rolling her eyes. She only lived six blocks from Snake and it had been unusually quiet for a few days so it was no surprise to hear all the noise. She smirked knowing that Snake had no doubt gotten bored and started some trouble for himself.

The gun shots subsided but she still jumped when she heard the doorbell. She knew immediately who it was when the door bell continued to ring. She opened the door and leaned seductively on the door frame.


Hello there Blue-Eye, hear your in trouble again.

Snake sighed and stepped into the apartment. Hershe turned to follow him completely ignoring Xena. In fact Hershe hadn't even seen her in the hall.

What'cha need this time Snake?

Hershe questioned as she looked him over partially intrigued and partially disgusted by the blood that covered the left side of his body. Snake smirked at her.

Can we use your shower?

Hershe smiles and steps closer to Snake.

You can use whatever you want as long as I am involved.

Suddenly Hershe stops and gives him a look of disbelief as she defiantly puts her hands on her hips.

Oh no, you didn't just say we Blue-eye.

Snake glances over at Xena with a grin. Hershe follows his gaze to see Xena standing inside the door.

Oh, you didn't just bring some girl into my apartment to take a shower with her. Blue-eye you've lost your mind.

Snake laughs.

Come on Carjack.

Hershe gives him an angry scowl.

Boy, you didn't just call me that.. the name's Hershe or have you forgotten already? and I am still the most lucious thing that one blue eye of yours has ever seen.

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