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Oh, I love this idea but I'm going to list all of them in one comment.

Will Scarlett

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Charles Xavier

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Demeter

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Sameth

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William Evans

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Moist von Lipwig

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Jane Austen

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Tumnus

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The Pirate King

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I need to run to work so you get a list of numbers; 13, 28, 41, 90, 17, 50, 37, 98, 14.

Ooh, I'm going to copy and paste the numbers here to see which ones might spark an idea and for who.

13-Vacation at a resort hotel
28-Mysterious admirer
41-Locked out
90-Personality switch/evil twin
17-Must work with the enemy
50-Back to school
37-Camping trip
98-Seek revenge
14-Stolen diary-could work for Moist

"Raven, where's my notebook?" Charles yelled as he searched through his room, he needed that notebook, it was where he was figuring out his power and people.
Raven was relaxing on a window seat with the newest Vogue and shrugged at him, "I don't know. Why do you think I have it?"

"Because you're the only one who knows about it."

"Aww, Charles, do you really think I want to read how your mind works? I know that already."

"Raven, where is it?"

She smirked and handed it back to him, "I needed to know what Harry was thinking about me." "You could have just asked."

"This is more fun."

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Love this.

Thank you and I might be doing it wrong as I'm going with the prompts for whichever character fits but there are fics. I'm just stuck on personality switch, that's a tough one.

I say the writing is more important than the rules. =]

That was my thought as well and its definitely inspiring me.

Moist grumbled as he shook the staff door of the Mint, he needed to be in there as he was meeting with Vetinari today.

None of his lockpicks were working, because he had made certain that the doors of the bank were harder to get into. It was meant to be for security but now it was working against him.

Maybe if he went up the pipe and through a window, but most of the windows had bars. He really shouldn't have made the building this thief-proof.

William wasn't certain how he had been persuaded by Bill and Kate to attend an after school class at Bill's high school, but he felt awkward. His clothing wasn't that odd, but everyone seemed to fit while he didn't.

The teacher gave them all a long look as he entered and started right in on talking about what they would need to know before they could attempt college. Listening to the list made preparing for a drive seem easy, there was no way he could manage all of this because he wasn't ready.

After the introduction, the teacher with a smile began to read Ulysses by Tennyson and actually looked right at William as he said, "No one is ever done seeking and learning, we just all come to it at different times."

Maybe, he could do this.

Charles smiled as the waves lapped over his feet and the Atlantic ocean looked fairly peaceful. Erik frowned at the view, but he had also taken off his shoes, "This is a waste of time, we must find that young woman."

"She's working nearby and its Atlantic City. We can't be here and not go down to the beach."

"I didn't realize you cared so about getting sand everywhere, Charles."

He shrugged and felt how relaxed everyone around them was, "Its peaceful."

"You care far too much about peace."

"That's impossible."

Erik grunted in answer as the waves crashed down once more and laughter drifted down from the boardwalk.

Will stared at the note and bottle of good whiskey that appeared in front of him, "Lady Bar, I dinna understand."

The note said with a heart: You have a secret admirer. I can't tell you but this is only the first of many gifts.

Then a squiggle. Bar was giggling, Milliways did know how to surprise him and he wouldn't waste the gift.

Jane held herself as straight as possible as Lady Gresham talked before she said, "My lady, I understand your feelings. I have as little desire to be here as you wish me to, but I am a friend of your nephew and he is need of both of us. If you will not provide any assistance to him in this matter then you will not see him again."

"How dare you speak to me so."

"Will you help him to marry and regain his health, Lady Gresham?"

"I appear to have no choice, but whatever I do will be in protest."

"Yes, I understand," It is after all how Jane feels but Wisley is a friend and he can have his happiness.

Nick groaned as he lay on the ground, "Why are we sleeping on the ground, Sam? I know what camping looks like, it involves tents and chairs and fires."

"We have a fire and the weather's nice enough that we don't need a tent. Stop complaining and enjoy yourself. Spring's coming and we caught dinner from the river," Sam grinned as he lay back and looked up at the stars.

"Your ideas of comfort in the Old Kingdom need to be revised."

"No, you just have to get used to them."

"This will be perfect, Ruth," He smiled as he prepared for the expedition to the Major General's home.

Ruth wiggled against him, "I know, serve him right for taking advantage of your good nature."

"Yes, it was wrong of him and he will pay."

Charles - 74: Given offer you can't refuse

Jane - 49: Time Travel

"With this you can go back, Jane and have all that you wished to have."

Jane took the globe full of a whirlwind of what looked like stars in her hand, it felt light yet it could change everything. Though if she went back in time, what could she do to truly alter the shape of her life and Tom's?

It would perhaps be a moment, but not even time travel could give her a happy ending with him.

This is sweet and wistful and filled with poignant heartbreak. Thank you.

You're welcome. I recently finished a fix-it fic for her canon as I love it but it always leaves me hurting.

"One step through that door, professor and you'll find the world you wish for. Mutants treated as equals, your friends beside you and you will walk through it."

"But what of my own world?" He stared at the view of green through the door, he recognized the grounds of his home.

"It will continue on," The man laughed and leaned against the wall watching Charles with his eyes that seemed made of molten gold and gave nothing away.

His voice cracked as he said, "N.no, I can't leave it all behind."

"This is your only chance, Charles Xavier. This door will only open once."

He didn't know what to do and stared at the green expanse of possibility through an open door.

Oooh, mystery! This is awesome; I love the Sophie's choice.

(Molten gold makes me think of the Fool.)

Charles: 90 Personality switch/evil twin
William: 99 Prison escape
Moist: 38 Mind controlled

He'd always wondered what the inside of Yuma prison looked like and how Wade got out of it. Coming in with a prisoner felt like a nice bit of redemption though the shots ruined it.

He drew, keeping a tight hold of his prisoner and gesturing his gun at the men around him. There was another shot and a guard went down, there must be a sharpshooter. His prisoner laughed and elbowed him in the gut, "You're next, posse boy."

"Shut up," He was a deputy and not a boy anymore as a shot hit the wall above him and he cursed and looked for someone to aim at.

Yuma prison wouldn't be his grave, he just wished he had his rifle. The sharpshooter was running out of people to shoot as the entryway was cleared and there was only him and his prisoner tucked to the wall.

There was a shout and he saw a man going over the wall and yelled as he shot, "There!"

Suddenly he wasn't alone anymore as a shot from above hit his shoulder, he wasn't dead and he'd stop the escape from going worse and hadn't lost his prisoner.

Go William!

Wizards were worse than vampires, he hadn't believed it was possible but it was. Some fool had found a book that let him say words and people did what he wanted. Apparently Moist's ordinary face worked for his purposes and now he was in front of Vimes for stealing an egg, it wasn't even important just an egg.

Vimes kept eying him and he wondered if Vimes could see the stupid voice in his head that kept changing what he said and did. He knew how to get away from coppers but this time being caught could be helpful if Vimes would do something. Something ended up being putting him in a cell, but it meant that the voice couldn't make him do anything else and he could get some sleep.

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