I Resist the Muses

Character: Cesare Borgia
Fandom: Cantarella/history
Prompt: #11 - What do you want?
Rating: PG
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At this point in time, the Year of Our Lord 2007? The roughly 25 billion gold ducats Italy owes me. But that is immaterial, I'm afraid. And I've been told to keep my demands ( realistic. )

( We all have desires )

Cooking

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Apps for this week will be processed a bit later today. Sorry, for the delay, but it's a three day weekend and I haven't been near the computer much.

Family is an interesting concept to a digital construct. Before I came to Mainframe, my family were the other Guardians, sprites like myself who worked to protect the Net and those who people it. I don't remember my parents, as Guardians are selected at the point of their initial compilation; birth, I guess, as you humans would call it. Our code is scanned to see if we have what it takes to make a good Guardian. I'm sure I have parents out there somewhere, as I must have inherited something from their code bases.

That said, my true family are my friends: Dot, Enzo, AndrAIa, Phong, Mouse, the Surfer, and Frisket. Heck, even that crusty old barnacle, The Crimson Binome, is in there, proving himself truly dependable despite being a pirate. And that's what it comes down to for me, really: those who you make a place for in your heart.

Hey, cool, something kinda pleasant for the holiday.

Does this hotel celebrate holidays? I can't tell -- it doesn't look much more crowded than usual.

Anyway, cooking. There's not too much I can say on the subject. Generally I let the robots handle food duties because I've got better things to do. And, as a bonus, they never feel bad if I get distracted and let the food get cold like my mom does sometimes. I don't like making my mom feel bad, but I like stopping what I'm doing even less. You know how it is, you get on a roll and you just can't stop to eat.

I tried cooking a couple times. Mom kept giving me lessons at it when I was ten or so, but I never really took to it. After I set the stove on fire, she stopped trying. That's why we have cooks, you know! And robots.

Character: George Carter
Fandom: The Sweeney

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Who am I?

Well I'm George Carter and I'm a policeman, old Bill if you like. I'm one of the Sweeny, the Flying Squad. We see to the blaggers and other violent criminals.

I'm a Chelsea supporter all my life. I like sport. Play when I can, although that's not so much now I'm on the Sweeny. Life isn't my own anymore I can tell you. Still I get a bit of boxing in. Helps keep me fit. That and I'm in punch ups more often than not.

I'm a South London lad, married a posh bird though. She was a schoolteacher and older than me. Still don't know what she saw in me, other than my boyish good looks, kind nature and other skills I won't mention ;) She was run down by a car this year and I miss her something awful.  So far 1975 hasn't been too good to me.

You know, it's funny but I've spent the better part of a year trying to figure that out. I've been called a geek, nerd, zeppo, donut boy, whelp, moron . . . well, you get the picture. It's funny, but it was someone who tried to kill me who gave me my favorite nickname.

( The Slayer's White Knight. )