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Posted by E.D. Darling on 04-12-2016 at 18:33:
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Thanks Adrianag! I Pm'ed you!
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Posted by E.D. Darling on 04-12-2016 at 18:43:
So, say I did have the first chapter of a new fic...where would one post it on here? It's not rubber room material at this point.
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 04-12-2016 at 22:26:
Opposites in personalities can work too. He needs someone to lighten him up a lot.
An outgoing personality, or into something that he finds interesting about them. Bridget and Darcy a good example.
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Posted by E.D. Darling on 05-12-2016 at 02:56:
Yes he does! She's gonna have to be adaptable, flexable and independent if she wants to keep his interest for very long, I think. It will take an exceptional person to drag him away from his work persona.
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 05-12-2016 at 05:08:
He's a bloke, sex!
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Posted by E.D. Darling on 05-12-2016 at 14:23:
I think you may have something there...most guys DO seem to like sex...
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 08-12-2016 at 00:09:
Just jokes, I'm sure his character has more depth than that. 
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Posted by GrumpyGhostOwl on 08-12-2016 at 00:48:
Sadly, he'd probably be 'that' guy who has his phone on the table (for which he'd apologise, pleading work commitments) then said phone would ring incessantly, for which he would apologise. Of course he'd be obliged to check the caller ID and answer pretty much each and every call, for which he would apologise. In the end, he'd probably give up, admit that it had been a bad idea, apologise some more and bring the evening to a close.
Here's where things diverge a little: Nambu would go back to the lab and try to figure out how to convert sexual frustration into a weapon of some kind. I mean, why stop at salad spinner neurosurgery?
Anderson would tell Zark to block Jason's incessant texts about dating advice and to delete all those profiles which Jason had put up on all the internet dating sites he'd been able to find.
I did write a fic where Jason tried to set Anderson up (albeit for slightly nefarious - but sort of altruistic - purposes.) It did not end well for Jason.
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 08-12-2016 at 08:19:
Pandora is looking like a match by the minute!
My Obstetician's wife once said she became his secretary so she could see him!
I think he would need to have his wife working with him to ever see her. Candle dinner dates in the office with Takeaway.
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Posted by GrumpyGhostOwl on 08-12-2016 at 09:57:
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Wasn't Pandora widowed just before the start of Gatch II? Strikes me as a case of "too soon." I know some people do embark on new relationships within twelve months of the death of a partner but Pandora lost her only child as well. She'd be pretty traumatised and I suspect that those who do get straight back out there are probably in the minority.
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 08-12-2016 at 10:25:
Not straight away, No.
But you could set one in the future... we love creative flare!
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Posted by GrumpyGhostOwl on 09-12-2016 at 01:35:
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I suppose being Nambu, he could gather up the bits from the rocket wreckage and apply Mad Science:
From Advanced Mad Science for Dummies
Chapter 5: Build Your Own Shambling Undead Girlfriend in 8 Easy Steps!
Ingredients: Tesla coils, lightning rod, big surgical table, hunchbacked assistant - hey where's that guy from the episode with the old king? The one who looks like Peter Lorre? He'll do! - one truckload of suture material with needles, a cadaver for spare parts, sheets, shotgun, a bunch of flowers and a short-term lease on a crumbling castle overlooking a village with a windmill and villagers who own pitchforks and flaming torches.
Step 1: separate Pandora bits from inorganic rocket wreckage.
Step 2: combine Pandora bits with spares from a handy cadaver using sutures.
Step 3: arrange result on surgical table; cover with sheet.
Step 4: if necessary arrange change of name by Deed Poll so that hunchbacked assistant is named 'Igor.' (Skip this step if hunchbacked assistant is already named Igor.)
Step 5: have hunchbacked assistant connect Tesla coils, lightning rods etc and shuffle around saying, "Yeth, Marthter."
Step 5: check weather reports. If no storms are forecast, see Chapter 7 - 'generating dramatic thunderstorms.' (Also see Chapter 9 - 'timing maniacal laughter during dramatic thunderstorms')
Step 6: when lightning hits rod, throw switch and wait for signs of life.
Step 7: scream, "It's alive!"
Step 8: if subject appears homicidal, apply shotgun. If not, give flowers, book table at local restaurant and have fun, kids!
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Posted by Ebonyswanne on 09-12-2016 at 01:46:
Absolutely!!! Cyborgs are the rage these days.
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Posted by GrumpyGhostOwl on 09-12-2016 at 08:34:
E-mail message to: Chief Anderson
From: admin@starcrossedlove.com
Dear Dr Anderson,
We note that you have registered for our internet dating service, however we have reason to believe that you have not filled out your own questionnaire.
Whilst it may be refreshingly honest to refer to yourself as "a diehard workholic who needs a woman with the patience of Job and Mother Teresa combined," we do feel that you may not generate much interest in this way.
We also note that the same IP address was used to fill out a less-than-flattering profile for someone called "The White Chicken."
Could you please confirm that you have indeed registered with us? If not, we will delete the profile immediately.
Yours etc...
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Text message to: G-2
From: Chief Anderson
Jason, you are hereby grounded until you turn 40.
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Posted by KT1972 on 09-12-2016 at 08:53:
I needed a chuckle this morning, thank you 
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Posted by E.D. Darling on 09-12-2016 at 14:56:
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Posted by E.D. Darling on 09-12-2016 at 15:00:
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Snerk! I love your version of BotP! This is sooo something Jason would do!
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Posted by GrumpyGhostOwl on 09-12-2016 at 22:08:
Earlier in this thread, I suggested that when faced with the realisation that he's rubbish at dating, Nambu would retreat to the lab and attempt to turn frustration into a weapon. It occurred to me while I was cleaning out the Barn Owlery yesterday just what form this could take.
He would, based on an analysis of the biochemistry in question, create a chemical weapon which could be applied to Galactor mooks with the following effects:
Mook over 40: on inhaling aerosolised particles, mook (or Evil Commander du jour) reassesses life, quits job, steals red sports car and attempts to date younger women.
Mook over 25 but under 40: on inhaling aerosolised particles, mook (or Evil Commander du jour) quits job and goes on trekking holiday with the aim of climbing Mt Kilimanjaro or walking the Kokoda Track.
Mook under 25: on inhaling aerosolised particles, mook shuts himself up in his room, paints his fingernails black and listens to Evanescence all day.
Berg Katse: gas has no effect.
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Posted by ChrisW on 09-12-2016 at 22:53:
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I'd say post it on this site but in a new thread, then put a link to it in here. Makes it easier for people to find and follow the story as you add to it.
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