Let's play S/M/C!

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In light of yesterday's bitter tirade, let's have some fun. I see slodwick is playing Shag/Marry/Cliff, so, let's have at it. You ask me and I ask you. Fictional and non-fictional both welcome. Also, the person who lets me cliff Peter Petrelli gets a gold star.

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Your turn: Tess (from Ocean's 11), Lana Lang, Hermione Granger.

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A convent. I'd marry the higher power. *sigh* You're just mean.

Shag: Hermione (see below explaination)
Marry: Tess. Talk about the lesser of three evils.
Cliff: Lana. I know, I thought I'd choose Hermione too, but through Hermione I'd get to meet Neville. Hell, that's almost reason enough to marry her, but Lana, maaaaaaaaaaaan. I've been waiting to see her die forever. And I don't even watch Smallville anymore.

Your turn!

Lana, Tess or Weir

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A convent. I'd marry the higher power. *sigh* You're just mean.

But that's why you love me! I mean, you do love me, right?

...Oh. I see by your choices for me that you don't. *sniffle* I really thought we had something beautiful, you know? *sob*

Shag: Weir. Really, there's nothing to choose between Tess and Weir - it's attack of the overly thin, super-tense woman - but Weir strikes me as slightly more likely to have had some incidence of college lesbianism in her history.

Marry: Lana. I'd end up strangling Weir or Tess, and Lana seems like the kind of person who you could easily ignore if you turned out not to like her.

Cliff: Tess, by process of elimination.

For you, superheroes! Wolverine, Spiderman, Superman.

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For you, superheroes! Wolverine, Spiderman, Superman.

I couldn't even get BATMAN?! Damn, I really am starting to think our relationship is built on dysfunctional sadism.

Shag: Superman. I hate Superman; I hate his sanctimonious nature, but for one night I could hit that. The bed aerobatics would make it worth it.

Marry: Wolverine. Sure, he might cut me into thirds and sure he smokes those nasty cigars and has a lawn growning on him, but you know, Wolverine.

Cliff: Spiderman. I cannot cope with the emo. I just can't. Emo makes me crazy, and he Peter Parker is the definition of emo.

Your turn!

Cyclops, Nate Gray (aw, Nate, you're missed) and the Martian Manhunter (The Hal version).

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I couldn't even get BATMAN?! Damn, I really am starting to think our relationship is built on dysfunctional sadism.

But it works for us, don't you think? Anyway, it's important to make the tough choices. Builds character. So no Batman for you. (And I admit it: I would totally have cliffed Wolverine, just to hear the broken sobbing of a million fanboys and Marvel execs. I can be mean sometimes. I have that in me!)

Shag: Cyclops, by process of elimination. I'm not having sex with a telepath, thanks, and I have plans for Martian Manhunter. Plus, who knows? Scott could be excellent in bed. And he strikes me as the submissive type.

Marry: Martian Manhunter. He's been happily married (always a plus!), he's the very definition of stable, he's smart, and I looooooooove him.

Cliff: Nate Grey. I am damn well not coming near a telepath while I have a choice, and anyway, he's already dead. There's not so much guilt when you kill a dead guy, you know?

And for you: Ray Kowalski, Ray Vecchio, Benton Fraser.