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They Fight Crime
Mar. 16th, 2005 09:38 pmInspired by the They Fight Crime generator, so technically ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ysabet's fault.
(1)
"He's a teenaged detective turned into a child by an evil organization. She's a loud-mouthed, fast-talking fortune heiress with an eye for cute boys. They fight crime!"
"Ah-hah!" Sonoko declared. "I know who it is! It's Miyako! She's obviously framing Kari because she was jealous of the attention she got from Shun!"
Conan sighed heavily, took aim, and shot Sonoko in the back with a sleeping dart. "Actually, I lied," he said into his voice-changing bowtie. As Conan spun the tale of the events leading to Shun's death, he reflected that sometimes, girls really were annoying.
(2)
"He's a tanned, street-smart Osaka boy with a knack for trouble and mean sword skills. She's a seductive sorceress with red hair who always gets her way. They fight crime!"
Heiji squaked and jumped a foot in the air. Turning, he glared at the girl behind him and rubbed his butt. "Do that one more time," he threatened, "and I sic Kazuha on you."
Akako pouted and withdrew her hands. "Aw, you're no fun at all!"
(3)
"He's a world-reknowned phantom thief by night with something to protect trying to avenge his father. She's a half-pint mad scientist who knows too much on the run from an evil crime syndicate. They fight crime!"
"One meter to the right," Ai instructed blandly.
Kaitou Kid grumbled stepped to the right, "You know..."
"Ten centemeters forward,"
"...I really don't think..."
"Jump in the air,"
"...that we need..."
"Hook your legs over the pipe, reach down, and grab the gem."
"...to be this precise. Hey, a hundred yen!"
Ai sighed. Some people just weren't professional in the least.
(4)
"He's a half-English tweed fetishite with a grudge against murderers. She's a sugar-sweet Karate expert looking for her missing boyfriend. They fight crime!"
"Haaaaa-YAH!"
Hakuba winced in sympathy for the would-be robber. "I really do think that was excessive force, Mouri-san,"
Ran brushed her hands off and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now, which way did that Shin'ichi lookalike go?"
(Bonus) [Spoiler Alert]
"He's a narcoleptic privite detective with a drinking problem and no talent. She's an FBI agent posing as an English teacher in Japan on the lookout for her father's killer. They fight crime!"
[/spoilers]
...Okay, no, I can't think of a sceene for this one right now, but I can get back to it once I sleep on it. Or, yanno, one of _you_ could write it. And no, most of the other sceenes aren't that good. I wrote them on the spot in less than half an hour; bite me. That, or give me a few hours tomorrow to think of actual _plots_ for 'em. Or something.
ysabet's fault.(1)
"He's a teenaged detective turned into a child by an evil organization. She's a loud-mouthed, fast-talking fortune heiress with an eye for cute boys. They fight crime!"
"Ah-hah!" Sonoko declared. "I know who it is! It's Miyako! She's obviously framing Kari because she was jealous of the attention she got from Shun!"
Conan sighed heavily, took aim, and shot Sonoko in the back with a sleeping dart. "Actually, I lied," he said into his voice-changing bowtie. As Conan spun the tale of the events leading to Shun's death, he reflected that sometimes, girls really were annoying.
(2)
"He's a tanned, street-smart Osaka boy with a knack for trouble and mean sword skills. She's a seductive sorceress with red hair who always gets her way. They fight crime!"
Heiji squaked and jumped a foot in the air. Turning, he glared at the girl behind him and rubbed his butt. "Do that one more time," he threatened, "and I sic Kazuha on you."
Akako pouted and withdrew her hands. "Aw, you're no fun at all!"
(3)
"He's a world-reknowned phantom thief by night with something to protect trying to avenge his father. She's a half-pint mad scientist who knows too much on the run from an evil crime syndicate. They fight crime!"
"One meter to the right," Ai instructed blandly.
Kaitou Kid grumbled stepped to the right, "You know..."
"Ten centemeters forward,"
"...I really don't think..."
"Jump in the air,"
"...that we need..."
"Hook your legs over the pipe, reach down, and grab the gem."
"...to be this precise. Hey, a hundred yen!"
Ai sighed. Some people just weren't professional in the least.
(4)
"He's a half-English tweed fetishite with a grudge against murderers. She's a sugar-sweet Karate expert looking for her missing boyfriend. They fight crime!"
"Haaaaa-YAH!"
Hakuba winced in sympathy for the would-be robber. "I really do think that was excessive force, Mouri-san,"
Ran brushed her hands off and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now, which way did that Shin'ichi lookalike go?"
(Bonus) [Spoiler Alert]
"He's a narcoleptic privite detective with a drinking problem and no talent. She's an FBI agent posing as an English teacher in Japan on the lookout for her father's killer. They fight crime!"
[/spoilers]
...Okay, no, I can't think of a sceene for this one right now, but I can get back to it once I sleep on it. Or, yanno, one of _you_ could write it. And no, most of the other sceenes aren't that good. I wrote them on the spot in less than half an hour; bite me. That, or give me a few hours tomorrow to think of actual _plots_ for 'em. Or something.
