I'll tag something when I'm back home!
Even if you've destroyed all of my stripper Ulquiorra dreams.
His pasty ass does not need to be on a pole.
I'm not going to go for this idea because I don't really know enough about Star Trek for going that way with a space AU, but as a general concept:
21 and 24 as the red shirts that just won't die
Cause. Well. Only one of those redshirts hasn't died.
I wasn't trying to be sad!
I know! But alas! It happened anyway!
That I mock in my username.
I spent way too much time thinking about whether there's anything people wouldn't even bother to steal from a grocery store in an apocalypse.
Steal them all and then build your own currency system.
"No, I do not have change for a 20$ Starbucks card. Come back with an iTunes card or fuck right off."