'licious little meme.

[fickle]

Name a character and I'll tell you three (or more) facts about them from my own personal pseudo-canon.

Snagged from a_white_rain, whose birthday I missed due to RL emo-age and whom I thus owe fics/graphics/whatnots.

Mini list of fandoms, feel free to ask for chars from fandoms you've chatted to me about but aren't on the list:

Animorphs, Archie Comics, Batman/DC*, Batman Beyond, Bruno and Boots, Canterella, Chrestomanci, Discworld, Good Omens, Gravitation, Greek Mythology, Gundam Wing, Harry Potter, Hercules (Disney), House M.D, Mighty Ducks, Mulan (Disney), Naruto, Othello (the manga), Petshop of Horrors, Pokemon, Sailor Moon season R, Smallville, Spiderman, Stick It, Sweet Valley, The Authority, The Charioteer, Yu-Gi-Oh, William Brown books.

Oh, and by the way? I ROCKED my oral Shakespeare exam. *pleased with herself*

Comments

[katarik.livejournal.com]

Rose or Steph.

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Steph is always far too much fun to talk about. XD

1) Being Robin is the best thing ever. Even better than being Tim's girlfriend because boys come and go but Robin lasts.

2) She makes fun of the spanky pants but secretly, she'd like to try on the original Robin costume and see what it's like.

3) Batgirl's the coolest person Steph has ever known.

4) Steph had always been planning on making Batgirl just have a girly sleepover -- talk about boys, paint their nails, have a pillow fight and maybepracticekissingoneachother.

5) She has a hard time not staring at Nightwing's ass.

6) Remembering how Oracle had laughed the first time she caught Steph at it is what keeps Steph from doing it too often.

7) Steph hangs around Batgirl as a ghost after Cass comes back from the Lazarus Pit. Bats need their Robins, after all.

8) When she's not hanging out with Cass, she's with Jason.

9) She's considered trying to see how her baby is doing from the afterlife, but never for long. She's more Robin than she is a mother.

[(Anonymous)]

Oh, STEPH. One makes me want to set up a memorial *right now*.

Four makes me beam almost as much as five and six.

Seven makes me wibble, as does eight.

And nine makes me make a weird noise halfway between a coo and a sob.

-- Kat