Between death and eternity - Part 1 - 1/3

[silberstreif]

Universe: Between death and eternity
Beta: Starfire 201
Continuation: Pre-war
Genre: Adventure, drama
Characters: Prowl, Jazz, Optimus Prime

Summary: Sometimes, a war is decided by chance encounters and extraordinary persons. Optimus Prime's new consultants definitely fall into the latter category, but their harmless surface hides dark and terrible secrets that are better forgotten...

Between death and eternity

Part 1: Iacon

Chapter 1: Meeting


For many of the following millenia Optimus Prime wouldn't know what he had triggered. His spark would suspect it, that here in this very moment the foundation stone of the Autobots was laid, but the reason why would evade him. Had he thought about it, he would have named such examples as their knowledge, the perfect team work, their professionality and their loyalty... and all those were true. Only the main reason lay much deeper and darker.

On this orn Primus, or rather Unicron, gifted the Autobots with the weapons they would need to survive the approaching war. And maybe to win.

~O~

In his office, high up in one of the radiant towers of Iacon, Optimus Prime sat reading the newest reports about the events on the other side of the planet in Kaon. It wasn't pleasant reading.

This new group, they called themselves the Decepticons, had conquered the city-state and were now expanding their influence into the remaining sectors of Cybertron. In other cities, they held strong lobbies within politcs and enjoyed popularity with the poorer layers of population.

The Decepticon troops themselves were aggressive and completely ruthless. The Autobots that should be able to keep peace and order were often confronted with spies or traitors. Much more frequent were muggings in dark alleys or downright death squads to the extent that no one dared to speak out against the Decepticons. It was getting difficult to convince the average Cybertronian to even report encroachments. A climate of fear and turmoil ruled their planet.

It was an open secret that the Decepticons would target another city state after Kaon. Cybertron had only fourteen city states, and to lose even one would be an enormous loss.

Optimus sighed. He lost people with the same speed as the Decepticons acquired power. If he didn't stop them, it was only a question of time until they had enough influence to openly declare war against the Council and Prime. The few spies they had managed to plant among the Decepticons that hadn't been daunted by the possibility of death all told the same story:

The leader of the Decepticons was called Megatron and he wanted power, power over Cybertron.

Even if most mechs on the street hadn't realized it yet, war was on the front step.

Optimus' spark was hurt by this thought. Had he really failed in his office as Prime this much, that it would come to civil war?

But he knew what he had to do. If the Decepticons couldn't be placated, if they were further gaining power, if Megatron stayed true to his proclaimed goals, then he had to turn the Autobots from a police force into an army. Only this way would they have a small chance.

And today he would begin with that task.

"Optimus Prime?" asked the friendly voice of his secretary out of the loudspeaker. "Prowl has just arrived."

"Good. Send him up, thank you."

A few kliks later, a white and black mech entered the office. Straight and without any noticeable emotion, he stopped in perfect polite distance in front of the desk. The small doorwings on his back twitched minimally.

"You wanted to see me, Prime?"

Optimus smiled. Prowl had acceded to the Autobots seventy cycles ago and had had a hard time fitting in. At the training camp he delivered a brilliant performance, but both the instructors and his fellow students were soon frustrated. The instructors because he began to suggest improvements, and his comrades about his seeming arrogance as he never showed feelings and always seemed to know better than they.

Despite those problems a highly specialised department, which was a part of the personal staff of Prime, had taken notice. The Tactical Department of the Autobots had heard of his outstanding intelligence and invited him for some tests, which the bot passed with flying colours.

But the Tactical Department was small and considered as unimportant by most Autobots. In peace time they devoted themselves to hardly more than the calculations in which sector how many Autobots had to be on sentry duty to reach optimal security at minimal cost. In war times though...

Twenty cycles ago, as Optimus had to acknowledge to himself for the first time that a civil war was possible, he first of all began to expand this department and to give them more money. He needed trustworthy data and advice about how the Decepticons would proceed, how he could prepare the Autobots the best, and what to expect.

Barely had Optimus told all of this to Splitter, the head of the department, he made an unusual suggestion.

"Prime, sir, I understand your problem," he had said. "But we lack time."

"Time?" Optimus looked at his trusted tactician in shock. "Surely we still have a few cycles...?!"

To his relief, Splitter nodded. "Yes. But I'm talking about the training of tacticians. We are very few, because few are suitable for this work. While I'm glad about the better financial situation of my department, I have to admit that I can't use the money for the proposed projects, because I simply don't have the available talent."

Even though Optimus liked Splitter, every conversation with him was a chore, because he often said one thing and meant five different ones. So he calmly looked at his expectant subordinate and thought about every sentence spoken.

"But you have... different ideas?"

"Yes." Splitter put a heavy folder onto the desk. "This is Prowl. The Autobot with the potential to be one of the best tacticians that Cybertron has ever seen."

"Only the potential?" he asked, while taking the folder into his servo. He gave the data an overview.

"Prowl's problem is that he wasn't built for mentally challenging jobs. As a consequence, his CPU is regularly overburdened with his own thought processes, which ends in a crash. That's why we couldn't ever use his whole capacities very far. But even with his low CPU-performance he's keeping up with every other tactician!" Splitter was uncharacteristically excited. "I suggest that we use the money for quality instead of quantity."

"You want to improve his CPU performance?"

Splitter answered with a shake of his head. "To extract the CPU of a mech is a perversion, because all memories and personality are erased... but I thought about installing a second CPU that only works on tactical information."

A daring recommendation. Every surgery on a CPU of a mech had a certain risk. "Is Prowl agreeing to this?"

"Yes."

"And he's trustworthy?" The last thing they needed was a traitor with such formidable tactical skills... he shuddered at what the Decepticons could do with them.

"Absolutely."

Optimus scrutinized him and searched for the smallest doubt. "And you, Splitter, think that this is the best way?"

"Considering the time problem, yes." Splitter answered his look calmly. "Additionally, I'm convinced that this is the best decision for Prowl, too."

Prime slid the folder back across the desk towards the tactician. "Then do what has to be done."

Since eight cycles ago, the stoic tactician worked directly beneath Prime and had proven to be invaluable.

At the beginning, Optimus had been a bit deterred by his coldness, but he learned fast that this was only a façade. Prowl was completely logical and considered every problem this way too, which was the reason why he rarely lost his composure in daily life. Though when he felt, his emotions were deep and honest. By now he relied completely on Prowl.

"Please sit down." He pointed towards the seating area and took a seat in the comfortable armchair. "How was the recruiting in Praxus?"

"Good." Prowl sat down across from Prime on the couch. "In five cycles we'll have an adequate armed force in Praxus. However, I have obtained alarming messages from Vos."

"Vos? Those reports haven't been advanced to me."

Prowl nodded sharply. "It seems as if the Decepticons are concentrating on Vos as we expected them to. Because nearly 90 percent of all fliers live there, the fall of Vos would mean the loss of our supremacy in the air."

Optimus sighed. "And how successful have they been with their plan?"

In the same neutral intonation as he had spoken prior, Prowl answered. "Very successful. I fear that the fall of Vos is only a question of time."

He feared. When Prowl used that term, you could take his fears most of the time as facts. For a moment the silence stretched in the office, then Optimus abruptly stood up. Angry and in deep worry about the future, he started to pace back and forth.

"Why didn't we notice this?!" he shouted eventually. It was one thing to expect it, another to receive the news when it was already too late.

"Our Intelligence Department is under construction," came the calm explanation.

"I know! Still... and why? What are the Decepticons promising them?"

"Not much. The right to fly everywhere when they want it which is prohibited by the constitution Segment Four, Article Sixty-three. Revenge for invectives, which many fliers suffer under when they leave their city. And, of course, energon."

"It's always energon, isn't it?"

Energon was always the deciding factor. The rising energon prices, the mines that were nearly completely exploited, all this was no secret. Many of the poorer Cybertronians had a serious problem and acceded only too willingly to Megatron, who took the energon with violence, as long as he provided a cube an orn for them.

Vos, as a relatively isolated city with a completely different group of population as the rest of the planet, had been affected worse by the energon shortage than every other city. With exception to Kaon maybe, the poorhouse of the planet.

"We can't offer the other fliers something better, or?"

Prowl thought about the question for a moment and shook his head. "Individuals, maybe. Every one of them? No."

"Then we have lost Vos." As the second city and with it their air sovereignty.

"Yes."

He turned and sat down in his armchair again. "Other bad news?" His tactician answered in the negative and Optimus was, even if he wouldn't admit it, relieved. "I, on the other hand, have some positive news, Prowl. The Intelligence Department has a new head. He should arrive any klik now."

"Designation?"

"Jazz."

At that moment, his secretary called. "Prime, sir? Your visitor Jazz has arrived. I'm sending him up."

"Thank you."

Prowl watched him dispassionately. "This Jazz... is he competent?"

Optimus had to smile. "Yes. He's excellent. I'm glad that he's on our side."

The office door slid aside and again a black and white mech entered. He was smaller and more delicately built than Prowl and moved with a certain fluent grace, achieved through perfect body control. Searching, he looked around the room and saw those two.

"Hey." Grinning, he walked towards them. "I needed something from my office. My name is Jazz and yours?" Invitingly, he stretched out his hand towards Prowl, who only watched.

Silently a few kliks went past, then finally, the tactician took his hand. "Prowl, head of the Tactical Department. Consultant of Optimus Prime."

"Pleased to meet ya." Without waiting for an invitation, he took the only empty armchair left.

Prime nearly smiled. Jazz was young, extremely extroverted, and ignored with a nonchalance the rules of society; something which Optimus could find both annoying and admirable.

"Jazz, good that you're here. Did you already hear about Vos?"

Jazz' face lost his grin and became serious. "Yes. After all, I got the data."

Optimus had nearly expected this. Jazz was simply that good. "And what do you think about it?"

The young bot shrugged. "It's a bad situation, Prime. Don't think that we can do much there. Vos is too isolated, has too many good reasons for a revolution..."

Satisfied, he nodded. "Yes, Prowl assessed the situation similarly."

The two subordinates exchanged a glance. Prowl's was calm and calculating, Jazz' a barely hidden challenge. They spoke no words. Optimus, who was watching, was starting to doubt that those two bots with extremely different characters could really work together well and consequently fulfill the roles he had given them. ... No reason to delay further. Should they not be able to, he would have to deal with it personally so that their teamwork functioned. In an army, there was no place for personal arguments among the chain of command and much less among the mechs he both wanted as his consultants.

"I want you both together to find a way to prevent the rebellion of Vos or at least to delay it. Further, I want an evaluation of every single of our citys how good they can defend themselves against an air strike, understood?"

Both looked at him for a few kliks, then towards their future partner. Both were silent. Eventually Jazz sighed: "With him?"

"Yes. Why, is there a problem?" Again, both remained silent. He scrutinized them. Did they know each other? Surely, their repulsion couldn't be this pronounced after just a few moments in his office?

"If there aren't any substantial reasons against it, you work together. Take it as a test. Any questions?"

"No, Prime," answered Jazz. Prowl agreed.

"Wonderful. I expect the results in two orns at the latest. Time is of the essence." Again, both remained silent and just looked at each other. "You can go."

Without a sound, they stood up and bowed lightly towards their Prime. In front of the office door both hesitated, as if they couldn't decide who should go first. Finally, it was Jazz, with Prowl hard on his heels.

Contemplatively, Optimus watched them go. He had chosen the very best, for their skills, their potential and their loyalty. Still, now he felt uneasy. This silence had been more than atypical for both of them. Was it only a spontaneous aversion or more? Or did he read too much into this meeting...

As he went back towards his desk, he prayed to Primus that his worry was unfounded.

~O~

Without a word, the two mechs walked next to each other down the corridor to the lift and entered it. It was Jazz who choose the next floor, which was only used for his departement.

"When will we meet?" Prowl broke the icy silence.

"In two joors I'm finished, so afterwards. Where?"

"Floor three, first hallway right, second room. A small unused seminar room."

"Understood."

The lift stopped. Without another word, but careful that Prowl always remained in his sight, he stepped out. Behind him, the hydraulic doors closed. It was standard during negotiations that both sides expected betrayal, that one side decided the place, the other side the time. The simple fact that they both kept to this policy showed that they didn't only dislike each other, but they had no trust at all in the other one. Trust which they normally gave every Autobot.

Jazz only managed to relax as the lift had disappeared. He formed a fist, then pressed air out of his ventilators as he sighed.

"And everything was going so good," he muttered .

Good, until the moment where he gave Prowl his servo. In those few seconds, the tactician had evaluated and judged him. Primus, Jazz had known that Prowl was good. Propably the best who ever walked on Cybertron. But this good?

He had seen it in the changed sitting posture, the small shift of the frame weight: Prowl had been ready to attack him every single nanosecond. And with cold certainty Jazz had known: the tactician had seen what none of the many Autobots before him hadn't.

Jazz wasn't just a very successful spy, but a highly trained killer.

And that with one look!

Worried, he entered his own office, which was nearly empty of any furniture and went to the window. Everything here was still new and shiny metal.

What had betrayed him, Jazz, the master spy? Betrayed that he was more than just a fellow Autobot?

Because this was it, right? That he had the skills and the mental disposition to kill other mechs within seconds without remorse. And that he had done it, often. Something that was unbelievable within the Autobot moral code.

But in the end it didn't matter what sign had gotten him busted. What was important was that Prowl had seen it and now mistrusted Jazz... though he hadn't said anything to Prime. Had the tactician given him a chance? No. Prowl simply hadn't any proof.

From now on, Jazz would have to be more careful.

Chapter Two - coming soon. :)


~silberstreif

Comments

[silberstreif.livejournal.com]

... okay, dass passt. Vamprische Schwächen, check, werden durch mythologische Ringe ausgeglichen, check. Den Sarg finde ich immer witzig, die meisten erklären den weg. ^^

2 Löffel Kaffee, 3 Löffel Zucker - schon kann man das Zeug trinken! XD ... oder essen.

... die waren zusammen?! ... *lol* Ne Pattison in Twilight ist nicht wirklich mein Fall. Wusstest du das er Cedric Diggory in HP auch gespielt hat? Mit weniger Schminke sieht er besser aus, aber... es gibt immernoch besser aussehende Schauspieler.

Hellsing hat wirklich eine sehr... fanatische Fangemeinde. Ich mag Hellsing wirklich, habe Serie und OVAs, aber realistisch ist was anderes. Und das Blut ist gewöhnungsbedürftig.

... Ich werde mal nachsehen. ^^

Naja, DDR ist den anderen ganz schön mit den Medaillien weggezogen, aber die BRD versuchte natürlich alles um dran zu bleiben. Vielleicht lag es an beidem?
Autsch, ja. Manche Sportarten sehen einfach schmerzhaft aus. Manche Sportler allerdings... bei den Kanus sind ja einige sehr gutaussehende Herren mitgefahren.

[neverminetohold.livejournal.com]

Särge sind auch so klassisch - und sie kommen in VD auch vor, ja. Damon schläft aber lieber in Damenbegleitung in einem normalen Bett ;)

Wohl eher essen, wenn der Löffel schon freiwillig drin stehen bleibt XD

Ja, waren sie. Meinen Glückwunsch, dass Dir das entgangen ist, kann nicht behaupten, dass Du was verpasst hast ^.^" Ja, ich weiß, dass er Cedric gespielt hat - schon da ist er mir nicht im Gedächtnis geblieben. Ich finde, der sieht nicht besser aus als der Junge von nebenan.

Meine Mutter findet alle Sportarten klasse, bei denen die Männer oben ohne antreten LOL

[silberstreif.livejournal.com]

... wer könnte Damon auch diese Wahl verübeln. ;)

Richtig, zum Verflüssigen wird dann wieder VIEL Milch reingeschüttet.

Du sagst es. Aber als Cedric war er sympathisch, lebensfroh. Welchen Schauspieler würdest du als wirklich gutaussehend bezeichnen?

Das ist ein völlig respektabler Grund Sportarten zu mögen. :p

[neverminetohold.livejournal.com]

Ich jedenfalls nicht, schließlich bedeutet es, dass man ihn auch mal oben ohne sieht *swoon* Und wie lecker der Body doch ist ;)

Ohne Milch ist es gar nicht erträglich.

Oho, let's see: Hugh Jackman, Russell Crowe, Johnny Depp, Brad Pitt, Ian Somerhalder, Christian Bale, Tyler Hoechlin, Joe Flanigan, Jeremy Renner, Keanu Reaves, Tom Cruise, David Giuntoli, Jude Law, Joshua Jackson, Tom Hiddleston, Matt Bomer, Simon Baker, Benedict Cumberbatch, Robert Downey Jr. - äh, ich könnte noch ein paar mehr nennen *hust*

Nicht wahr?! LOL Ich habe mit ihr geguckt - wusstest Du übrigens, dass die USA im TV die Schrittgegend bei Schwimmern etc. geblurrt haben, weil sich gewisse Geschlechtsteile zu sehr abgezeichnet haben, in den engen Hosen? Man kann es mit prüde sein auch übertreiben!

Oh - und unseren sechsten Platz im Medaillenspiegel fand ich gar nicht so schlecht, ehrlich gesagt. Mir taten aber die Marthonschwimmer leid, die in diesem mit Enten verseuchten - im Reiseprospekt würden sie wahrscheinlich 'naturbelassen' sagen XD - See ihre Runden ziehen mussten.

[silberstreif.livejournal.com]

*grins* Allerdings, man sieht ganz eindeutige Vorteile... XD

.... o.o Wow. Du schreibst hier gerade mit jemanden, der sich die meisten Schauspielernamen nicht merken kann, oder sich auch nicht die Mühe macht sich diese zu merken.
Hugh Jackman kenne ich wegen Wolverine. Kruzfristig war ich im X-Men Fandom unterwegs nach dem Film, da konnte ich dem namen nicht entkommen.
Johnny Depp und Brad Pitt: Erkennt man, die spielen in so vielen Filmen mit...
Jeremy Renner: *grins* Hawkeye
Tom Hiddlestone: Oh bitte...
Robert Downey Jr.: Mmh, Tony Stark, richtig?
Tom Cruise und Reaves sagen mir auch noch was...

... *lach* ernsthaft? Die haben die Schrittgegend verwischt, obwohl sie eine Badehose getragen haben? Gott, prüdes Amerika, was ist aus dir geworden? Auf der einen Seite freizügig bis zum geht nicht mehr, und dann die Seite...

Ich fand den sechsten Platz auch gut. Weiß nicht, warum da die Offiziellen sich so aufgeregt haben, alle anderen waren zufrieden. Die Sportler, die Fans, die Moderatoren...
Die armen Marathonschwimmer hatte ich nicht gesehen. War es so schlimm?

Oh hast du die Endveranstaltung gesehen? Wie war es? Bei uns leider war es an dem Tag wo wir um 4uhr in der früh losfuhren, also ließen wir sie ausfallen...

[neverminetohold.livejournal.com]

Wir Frauen haben ja auch ein Anrecht auf Eyecandy! *g*

LOL Ehrlich gesagt geht es mir genauso, ich interessiere mich für die Rollen, die ein Schauspieler verkörpert und nicht die Person dahinter. Ich hätte auch gar nicht googeln müssen, hätte ich Dir einfach 'Ethan Hunt' oder so gesagt XD Aber Du hattest ja auch nach gut aussehenden Schauspielern gefragt ^-^

Hier zur 'Auflösung' - plus Eyecandy, weil's mir freut! :)

Hugh Jackman - Wolverine, X-Men (http://cdn02.cdn.justjared.com/wp-content/uploads/headlines/2009/02/hugh-jackman-wolverine-full-fury.jpg)

Russell Crowe - Ben Wade, 3:10 To Yuma (http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u309/RussellBaby/BEN.jpg)

Johnny Depp - Jack Sparrow, Fluch der Karibik (http://www.rockefeller-news.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/jack-sparrow.jpg)

Brad Pitt - Rusty Ryan, Ocean's Eleven (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5WS6_kmmTI/TFcPllRcekI/AAAAAAAAyk8/P01OpScEyR0/s1600/08.jpg)

Ian Somerhalder - Damon Salvatore, The Vampire Diaries (http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lg20610.jpg) - Der Junge ist so HOT!!! *sabber* Asexuell oder nicht, den würde ich nicht von der Bettkante stoßen!

Christian Bale - John Preston, Equilibrium (http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/8400000/John-Preston-christian-bale-8481614-800-600.jpg)

Tyler Hoechlin - Derek Hale, Teen Wolf (http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq9x1oek6p1qlxsf2.jpg)

Joe Flanigan - Major John Sheppard, Stargate Atlantis (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/regannfoxx/mcshep/hideandseek1.jpg)

Jeremy Renner - William Brandt, MI: Ghost Protokoll (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEVXWqDtuIg/TwS8DJN4xxI/AAAAAAAACEo/CfnS-J9SBSw/s1600/Mission+Impossible_Renner.jpg) - Als Hawkeye ist er natürlich auch yummy! ;)

Keanu Reeves - Neo, The Matrix (http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2011/11/022440dd5d075342389d2eee29032c3e.jpg)

Tom Cruise - Ethan Hunt, Mission Impossible (http://www.radiohamburg.de/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/radiohh/unsere-stadt/events/kino2/mission-impossible-phantom-protokoll/multi-upload-images/10-mission-impossible-4/11816629-1-ger-DE/10-mission-impossible-4_image_660.jpg)

David Giuntoli - Nick Burkhardt, Grimm (http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/166/415x0/166616_david-giuntoli-as-nick-burkhardt-in-nbcs-grimm.jpg)

Jude Law - Dr. Watson, Sherlock Holmes (http://maaretta.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/jude-law-sherlock-holmes-2-6-7-10-kc.jpg)

Joshua Jackson - Peter Bishop, Fringe (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKPWfhvvixU/TZMQznQNrtI/AAAAAAAACQc/nqO20U4v0bo/s1600/600full-joshua-jackson.jpg)

Tom Hiddleston - Loki, Thor (http://i.ytimg.com/vi/TpDc6ei7ies/0.jpg)

Matt Bomer - Neal Caffrey, White Collar (http://zayzay.com/testsite/http://www.zayzay.com/testsite/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Matt-Bomer-White-Collar_320.jpg)

Simon Baker - Patrick Jane, The Mentalist (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9bxg5vaS6W8/Tcf7gKE_vuI/AAAAAAAACi0/uYiuQ2zSasg/s1600/Simon_Baker.jpg)

Benedict Cumberbatch - Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock (http://i1.cdnds.net/10/29/tv_sherlock_holmes_1.jpg)

Robert Downey Jr. - Sherlock Holmes, "" (http://cdn.screenrant.com/wp-content/uploads/Sherlock-Holmes-2.jpg)

... whoops, bis auf ein paar Ausreißer habe ich einen 'Typ'... genau wie Boris Becker °_0 *facepalm*

Ich finde Amerika gar nicht mehr so freizügig. Das ist schließlich die Heimat von Nipplegates & Co.

Der eine Schwimmer, der gewonnen hatte, hatte etwas Wasser geschlucht und musste sich übergeben - konnten ihm gar nicht seine Medaille geben, so hat er gesprudelt >_< Das war ein öffentlicher Teich, in dem Schwimmen verboten (!) ist und wo Wasservögel ihr 'Unwesen' treiben - nicht sehr hygienisch.

Hab die Endveranstaltung auch nicht gesehen, freue mich aber schon darauf, was Rio auf die Beine stellen wird :)

[silberstreif.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, so viele Links! Eyecandy so weit das Auge reicht! *-* Ich interessiere mich ebenfalls weit aus mehr für den Plot als den Rest. Das geht von Filmen bishin zu Spielen so... nur bei Büchern bin ich manchmal anspruchsvoller.

... mmh, yep, du hast eindeutig einen 'Typ'. *grins* Dunkelhaarige, blasse Haut, schlankes Gesicht, intelligentes Aussehen...

Du sagst es.

Uff, der arme Schwimmer. Wer schickt die denn bitte auf einem Marathon in einem See, wo schwimmen verboten ist?!

Rio ist danach dran? Wow, allerdings. Die sind ja so schon berühmt für ihre Party. ^^ Was die aus Olympia machen wird sicherlich sehenswert.

[neverminetohold.livejournal.com]

Eyecandy ist manchmal einfach ein Muss, aber, da ich mich ja nie wirklich für die Schauspieler interessiere, spielt natürlich vor allem auch der Chara den sie verkörpern eine große Rolle. Was Medien ansonsten angeht, achte ich auch viel mehr auf die Story, Charakterenwicklung etc. als schlicht auf ein hübsches Gesicht und ein Six Pack - man muss sich ja wieder nur den Pattinson ansehen *ärgs*

Vergiss die dunkelblauen Augen nicht XD Aber wenigstens bin ich noch in keiner Besenkammer gelanded LOL

Keine Ahnung, ich nehme an das die kein anderes Gewässer in London hatten, dass sie nehmen konnten, da man für die Disziplin auch keine Halle benutzen kann. - Sie taten mir aber einfach auch nur leid.

Hast Du viel von den Paralympics mitbekommen?

Jepp, die wissen, wie man eine Party schmeißt! Hoffentlich kommt es aber nicht wieder zu Silikon Engpässen *hust*

[silberstreif.livejournal.com]

Mmh, ich gebe zu attraktive Schauspieler sind schon etwas, was ich schätzen kann. So lange es nicht am Ende so aussieht, das jede Frau ein Model und jeder Mann nun hässlich ist... solche Filme gehen mir auf den Geist. Manchmal ist Durchschnitt, oder oberer Durchschnitt auch ganz nett.
z.B. der Schauspieler von Loki (Tom... Hiddlestone! ... richtig?), ich würde nicht sagen, dass er ne klassische Schönheit ist.

Pattinson war... Twilight?

Wenn die Story mich mitreißt, verliebe ich mich automatisch in die Charakter. Das ist einer der Gründe warum ich z.B. auch so gerne Animationsfilme anseh. Dort wird häufig viel mehr auf die Story wert gelegt und manche Figuren dürfen auch hässlich sein.

Oh, deine Besenkammer kommt noch, warte es nur ab... Besenkammer und darin ein kleiner Schrein... ;)

Spitzensportler zu sein ist hart. :/

... Wenn man 'nichts' in irgendeiner Sprache mit 'viel' übersetzen würde, ja. Aber ich habe wirklich wenig mitbekommen, muss aber auch zu geben kaum mehr von dem Olympics mitbekommen zu haben...

*hust* Ach, Die haben ja noch 4 Jahre Zeit den Weltmarkt leer zu kaufen... und bei Stoff wird es dieses Problem ja kaum geben, so knapp wie die Kleidchen sind...

[neverminetohold.livejournal.com]

Benedict Cumberbatch ist auch nicht gerade das, was man als klassisch schön bezeichnen würde, aber sowohl er als auch Hiddleston haben eine gewisse Intensität. - Du meinst so wie im Anime, wo man die Bösen schon am Gesicht erkennt? Wenn alle ohne Ausnahme wie Models aussehen, nervt mich das aber auch.

Jepp, Psycho-Twilight. Weiß immer noch nicht, was an dem Kerl so toll sein soll...

Stimmt, vor allem die moralische Ambivalenz hat mich von Anfang an fasziniert an den Animes, aber auch die Stories, die sehr vielschichtig sind - wenn man nicht gerade Hamtaro guckt XD

Huh, ich dachte eher es war Besenkammer und Samendiebstahl XD Aber nein, dass wird mir nicht passieren - ich bin zwar nicht aromantisch, aber asexuell.

Ich habe tatsächlich ein paar der Übertragungen auf ARD und ZDF gesehen und war sogar positiv überrascht. Nicht nur wurden die Sportler dieses Mal vernünftig vorgestellt, die Ränge waren auch voll mit Besuchern und die Kommentatoren klangen genauso enthusiastisch wie für die 'normale' Olympiade. - Nur von den Ergebnissen hab ich nix mitbekommen... Warte... Platz 8, 18 Goldmedaillen, 26 Silber und 22 Bronze; nicht schlecht! :)

Vielleicht, aber erinnre Dich mal, wir hatten das schon mal, kam sogar in den Nachrichten XD

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Stimmt, klassisch schön ist Cumberbatch nicht, aber er hat diesen... mmh, Intensität ist richtig, aber auch einfach das er intelligent aussieht. Und sie haben auch beide hohe Wangenknochen.

Da ich grade in nem anderen Link über ihn reden bei Karl Urban würde ich schwach werden. Aber so schnell... Wirklich, der betritt bei RED die Leinwand und ich will nur noch mehr von ihm sehen.

Yep, wie im Anime. Musste gerade an Sailor Moon denken... da war es ja so: Die Guten waren alle Models, die Bösen... nun, da gab es die "weiblichen" Boss-Bösen, die sahen auch grandios aus und alle anderen... starben noch meistens in der Folge in der sie ihren ersten Auftritt hatten.

Er spielt Edward und war mit der Schauspielerin von Bella zusammen - das reichte. -.- Ich mag Twilight wirklich nicht.

Ach, was hast du denn gegen Hamtaro? ;)
Aber du hast recht, viele Animes sind wirklich tiefschichtig. Death Note, z.B. der intelligente, schöne, erfolgreiche Light ist der Bösewicht. L hingegen ist eher ungepflegt, ein Außenseiter, komisch und... hat eigentlich als einzige Pluspunkt seine Intelligenz.
Interessant ist auch Code Geass, moralisch ist der Anime wirklich tiefgründig.

Denkt an Samendiebstahl und möchte nicht aromantisch sein... XD Wirklich asexuell? Muss eine entspannte Position in all dem Liebesdrama des Lebens sein.

Wirklich? Ich hätte mir doch mal die Zeit nehmen sollen reinzusehen... aber auf die Art habe ich wohl beide Olympiaden gerecht behandelt. ^^"

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LOL Alle lieben die Wangenknochen, selbst John ist ja irritiert, wie sehr die Leute darauf abfahren, vor allem, wenn Sherlock den Kragen hochklappt XD Ich muss sagen, ich mag das - Muskelmänner oder Machos, die im Bad länger brauchen als jede Frau, sind nix für mich.

Ich mochte ihn aber auch sehr als Vaako in Riddick II und als Pille in dem neuen Star Trek movie; aber im Anzug war er noch süßer ;)

Na ja, dass sie starben war ja auch deshalb, weil SM fast nur monster of the week Folgen hat, aber es stimmt, nur ganz wenige männliche 'Bosse' sahen gut aus... Kunzite & Co. waren ja, zumindest im Manga, die Generäle von Prinz Endymion (?) und deswegen ursprünglich 'Gute'; die zählen deswegen nicht.

Ich auch, ich bin froh wenn die Sache mit dem letzten Movie gegessen ist! Selbst unsere TV Zeitung bewertet den Twilight Film als "Grottig" XD Recht so, immer druff! XD

Nichts, schließlich bin ich Hamsterfan und war auch mal stolze Hamstermutti, aber sonderlich anspruchsvoll war die Serie nun mal nicht, wie man es auch dreht und wendet ^-^" Aber süß, weswegen ich auch jetzt "Poyo Poyo Kansatsu Nikki" so sehr mag *kawaii*

Beides sehr gute Beispiele, die auch zu meinen Lieblingsanime zählen! Dann wäre da noch Gankutsuou, Wolf's Rain, Neon Genesis Evangelion, die meisten Ghibli Filme und - mehr als ich nennen kann ^.^ Ich muss sagen ich fand es immer lustig, wie geschockt manche Eltern waren, wenn sich die "Cartoons" ihrer lieben Kinderchen als 'starker Tobak' heraus gestellt haben... "Eden of the East" soll auch sehr gut sein...

Nicht meine Schuld, schließlich gehen Boris Becker in der Besenkammer und Samendiebstahl Hand in Hand, dass hat mit meiner romantischen Ader überhaupt nichts zu tun *pout*

Entspannt? Na ja... Selbst heutzutage ist es leichter, jemanden begreiflich zu machen, dass man Bi oder Homosexuell ist, als dass man an Sex gar kein Interesse hat. Wie oft musste ich mir auch von Freunden und Familie anhören, dass es nur darauf ankommt, den Richtigen zu finden? Außerdem ist es sicher leichter einen Partner zu finden, der Küssen und Sex haben will, als einen, der darauf verzichten mag...