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Las ([personal profile] whynot) wrote2004-05-04 10:36 pm

Whoooooo's got the crack?

GIP. Franky Four Fingers from Snatch, made from one of [livejournal.com profile] teh_indy's screencaps. It's, like... my calling card icon. So I kicked Jordan Catalano out of the round-up, but I reckon that maybe he, or at least some incarnation of the show, might be making a comeback once I get with the MS-CL fic.



Say the MacManus brothers and the Gecko brothers met. In the presence of company, especially this company, their roles as brothers seem to be exaggerated. Connor and Seth are cool, laid-back, older brother extraordinaires, and Richie and Murphy act more like idiots than usual. I bet Richie and Murphy piss each other off. They would. Richie would creep Murphy out, and Murphy would purposely annoy him back just to get even. Connor and Seth would get pissed off at them because hey, they're enjoying themselves alright, so why can't the children behave?

So then it's made known somehow that the MacManus twins are on a mission from God to kill a bunch of people. Bad people. Y'know, people like the Gecko brothers, except Connor and Murphy don't know the Gecko brothers are the Gecko brothers, or something. Seth is listening to them, playing it cool, easy facial expression and just being genial and agreeable while his brain is processing all this real quick-like. Richie's more transparent, with his expression going a bit darker and more sharper and suspicious.

When the Gecko brothers get a few seconds alone, Richie says they have to kill the MacManus twins. They're onto the Geckos, they must be fucking on to them, man, and they're just yanking the Geckos' chain now before they move in for the kill.

"Maybe your chain is being yanked," says Seth.

In any case, they don't kill the twins. Seth figures that tailing the twins would lead them to a lot of useful people Seth could benefit from being in contact with. So that's what they'd do. They'd tail the twins. Like... somehow. Or something.

In following the twins, they eventually run into another dynamic duo: Rusty Ryan and Danny Ocean. I run into the very tempting urge of writing some freaky-ass Danny/Seth. Rusty and Danny are on a scam, y'know, 'cos they're always on a scam. The twins are going to off these two for being corrupt and for their dirty, thieving ways.

Seth plans to get in good with Rusty and Danny before they die. Small-time meets the big-time. This might be Seth and Richie's ticket to the top.

Someone picks Connor's pockets. Say that Connor has sharp eyes and he's all, "Motherfucker, give it back." But all he sees before his wallet disappears is a flash of blond and a photogenic smile.

Yeah, you know it.

When all three duos meet, somehow, for some reason, at some place with, uh, a table, everyone is so cool and relaxed. Connor's smile falters when he sees Rusty, 'cos that's the pickpocketing motherfucker right there. Danny's right hand. (So, assume they don't really have an idea of what Danny and Rusty look like.) You do not go around picking the pockets of God's ordained ones. That's just not done. Connor supposes he's gotten it easy compared to his holy predecessors. No crucifixions or being eaten by whales in the job description when you're God's self-appointed hitman.

Rusty grins at Connor and he goes on Connor's shitlist so fucking fast.

So Seth, Richie, Connor, Murphy, Rusty, and Danny meet, for the right/wrong/veiled reasons. But everybody acts cool with a smile on their faces, but under the table: Connor and Murphy have their guns pointed at Rusty and Danny, or so Connor thinks, because Murphy actually has his gun pointed at Richie, because Richie's still being transparent and Murphy's still vindictive. Richie and Seth have their guns pointed at the MacManus twins just in case, because they need for Danny and Rusty to not die yet. So under the table, Richie and Murphy have their guns aimed at each other's cocks beneath the table and above the table they're making nice so badly, generously peppering their simpering, genial bullshit with understated insults.

It's totally Victorian.

Rusty and Danny don't have guns pointed at anything. They're just, like... cool.

I'm not sure how much shit goes down. I do know that later, maybe while Seth and Danny are working out a deal or something, the tension between Richie and Murphy gets so bad that... that something climactic happens HEHEHE. I also know that later, Connor follows Rusty to some secluded space and like, I don't know: maybe Rusty's getting a soda from the machine in the hotel hallway and suddenly he hears behind him, "Ryan."

He turns around, Mountain Dew in one hand. It's Connor, just looking at him. Like waiting or something. There's this look in Connor's eyes like 'I am better than you, you sad sack of motherfuck' and Connor says, "We've got unfinished business."

Rusty smiles.

And now back to the slasher in me. Heh. Connor/Rusty is appealing. Richie/Murphy's a bit twisted and all sorts of stretches, but might be doable. Seth/Connor I'm not sure, 'cos I can use some platonic camaraderie. And Danny/Seth, yeah, totally weirdly cool. Whatever. Let's see.
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[personal profile] jb_slasher 2004-05-04 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
As long as Rusty has something to eat all the time, it'll go fine.

[identity profile] vagabondsal.livejournal.com 2004-05-04 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Girl, where do you get your crack from, and can I have some?
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[identity profile] anjali-organna.livejournal.com 2004-05-04 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I may have to branch into the O11 fandom, because Rusty's just...so damn cool. [/wannabe] *goes off and looks for icons*

[identity profile] lite-bright.livejournal.com 2004-05-04 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
You got the crack!

Seriously, you do. And this crack- addled you is making me really gleeful, and whee.

Yeah. This doesn't change the fact that you are taking one of the most addictive drugs known to man, woman, and duck.

[identity profile] queenofhell.livejournal.com 2004-05-05 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
I. LOVE. THIS. I want to marry your brain.

Also, not fair! You're a year and a half younger than me and you're so much coooooler!