Nikola Tesla/Jonathon Young Thunk/Discussion/Appreciation

[Padme18]

Always!



Hi! Welcome to the thread!
I hope you'll have fun obsessing over Niko. We do



*squees again*
I am so glad to see new material! They utillized him very, very well.

I know! The wine thing and when he told Ashley to play nice was hilarious.

I seriously need to make a new Tesla collage to put on my school binder

I especially LOVE staring at this pic
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l2...e/Vampy3-1.jpg


*MELTS*
*dreamy sigh* mmmmmhmmmmm...

*thunks*

A Tesla collage for your binder? I should do that.

[Mimzy]

More pics! (do you accept bribes ellymelly?)

Spoiler:

OMG it's like hot men overload...all 4 of them in the same room at the same time AAAAAAAHH *flailfit*

omg your bribes work ! i shall get my arse in gear and write fic!

*drools* okay - we're going to need a mop.

Can I bribe you to finish the nubbins one?







btw, tell givemeyourwings that her Helen is brilliant

*thunks*

A Tesla collage for your binder? I should do that.

AGH I forgot to welcome you too, Padme!!
...HI!

Anyhoo...yeah. Do the binder thing. It's very useful when you want to procrastinate/not pay attention in class

[ellymelly]

*accepts bribes*

okay so i'll be right back -busy writing WETNIKOLA/HELEN fic

[Mimzy]

*accepts bribes*

okay so i'll be right back -busy writing WETNIKOLA/HELEN fic

AIEEEEEEEEEEEE FINISH NOW

[OboeTheres]

*accepts bribes*

okay so i'll be right back -busy writing WETNIKOLA/HELEN fic

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG yes!

We love you ellymelly!!
And we love givemeyourwings!

[Mimzy]

Okay, I've been finding lately that a bunch of songs REALLY fit Nikola...(and wouldn't you know, they're all SAD )

"Why" by Rascal Flatts

You must have been in a place so dark
You couldn't feel the light
Reaching for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little home town
This cant be the way you meant to draw a crowd

Oh why, thats what I asking
Was there anything i could have said or done
Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul
God only knows what went wrong and why youd leave the stage in the middle of a song
mmmmm

Now in my mind ill keep you frozen as a 17 year old
Rounding third to score the winning run
You always played with passion no matter what the game
When you took the stage you shined just like the sun

Oh why thats what I keep asking
Was there anything I could have said or done
Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul
Oh God only knows what went wrong and why you would leave the stage in the middle of a song
Yeahhhhh

Now the oak trees a swaying in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
Tangled thoughts i hear the mocking bird sing this old world really ain't that bad a place

Oh I theres no comprehending and who am i to try judge or explain
But I do have one burning question
Who told you life wasnt worth the fight
They were wrong
They lied
Now your gone and we cry
Its just not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song
Your absolutely beautiful song

I think it's about suicide, but I still think it fits, if only for the lyrics I put in bold

[ellymelly]

givemeyourwings says:

G-gah! Hello gateworld girls! *shy wave and offers of wine*

lol

and - *halfway through fic*

[Mimzy]

New banner!! Thanks to that wonderful interposed screencap from Oboe



the text is from the song "Tonight, Tonight" by Smashing Pumpkins:
Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel

Believe, believe in me, believe
Believe that life can change
That you're not stuck in vain
Were not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight

And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade in your city by the lake
The place where you were born

Believe, believe in me, believe
Believe in the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe theres not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight

We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight

It's SUCH a Helen/Niko song

[xiratania007]

Well thanks to Oboes wonderful caps and hanging around Mimzy too much I now bring you the newest Tesla bomb. Since it is pictures from the new episode I am putting spoilers around it just in case you have not seen them. I think everyone looks at the pictures anyway but oh well.

Spoiler:

[OboeTheres]

New banner!! Thanks to that wonderful interposed screencap from Oboe

OMG!
I love what you did with that!
That cap was a total fluke too.

Ohhh... I love you changed your avvie!
I wonder how long it will take me to be able to use one not from gw...

Awesome Xira! LOL

Sort of OT...
I am really puzzled by John teleporting Niko away first. Why in the world would John do that?! I would have thought he'd get Helen out of there asap!
I know its more dramatic for her to be the last one, but I really wish that that would be explained.

[ellymelly]

Well thanks to Oboes wonderful caps and hanging around Mimzy too much I now bring you the newest Tesla bomb. Since it is pictures from the new episode I am putting spoilers around it just in case you have not seen them. I think everyone looks at the pictures anyway but oh well.

Spoiler:

oh that is so much WIN i struggle to understand it.

[Mimzy]

Well thanks to Oboes wonderful caps and hanging around Mimzy too much I now bring you the newest Tesla bomb. Since it is pictures from the new episode I am putting spoilers around it just in case you have not seen them. I think everyone looks at the pictures anyway but oh well.

Spoiler:

HAHAHAHAHA
...
*SQUEEEEEEE*


I am such a bad influence...

OMG!
I love what you did with that!
That cap was a total fluke too.

Ohhh... I love you changed your avvie!
I wonder how long it will take me to be able to use one not from gw...

Heehee thanks
And I think you have to have 2,000 posts to use a custom avvie

Sort of OT...
I am really puzzled by John teleporting Niko away first. Why in the world would John do that?! I would have thought he'd get Helen out of there asap!
I know its more dramatic for her to be the last one, but I really wish that that would be explained.

Y'know, now that you mention it, that doesn't make sense to me either...
_______
btw...

I was just listening to "Disarm" by Smashing Pumpkins...and I have to say, it is so tragically fitting for poor Niko I keep thinking of him being a little boy in a corner, crying over his dead brother.

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one whos left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

[ellymelly]

it kind of does make sense - in a way because

Spoiler:

Tesla's already tried to fight ashley which result in him either killing ashley or being killed - not a desirable outcome - so john gets rid of him first. next threat is will - with a gun, but john can't take him and helen at the same time because helen's bound to put up a fight so he comes back for her last.

thoughts? or am i crazyily gullable?

[ellymelly]

*in best teal'c voice*

And now - the Conclusion:

Spoiler:

Well, it could never be said that Tesla didn't show her an exciting time when they were together. Despite all the danger they were facing, she gave him a charming smile and an agreeable tilt of her head. "Can you show me one I've not yet seen?" After all, she did spend a bit of time in Rome now and again.

"Such things you say," Helen crooned in kind. "You may very well upset my delicate Victorian sensibilities." Just in case it hadn't been obvious that she was making light before, it certainly was after that.

"A bullet-ridden vampire is hardly a new sight for me," Helen reminds him, glancing around at the unstable lift. How it takes her back to less modern times.

"Your 'Victorian sensibilities' - such as they are," he openly mocked, "will remain intact."

The lift shook and came to a stop at its pre-destined location. Once again, Nikola pried open the grates. He strolled out of the lift, over to the doors and pushed them open revealing the roof. At once the smell and sound of Rome poured in.

"Rome awaits..." he said, holding the door open for her.

It's true, even in the Victorian era Helen was a far cry from the ideal Victorian woman. No, she was ahead of her time displaying qualities which would in the 1920s embody the New Woman.

After the chase through the old library, the smells of blood, books, sweat, and staleness gave way to the sweet outdoor air. All the scents of the city washed over her. The momentary distraction was enough to make her forget, for only a few seconds, that danger still lurked behind.

"We've not much time." Already, pale eyes scanned the rooftop for a latter or an old fire escape. Any means by which to get to the ground and once more lost in the throng of people on the street.

But there was nothing – nothing but an expanse of concrete speckled with air-conditioning units spinning happily to themselves.

He could see the terracotta rooftops of the other buildings tessellated around them in an endless maze and – far beyond, the dark hills of Rome. The air was full of passing flocks of seagulls, squawking as they grazed by in a single white sheet and somewhere in the distance a siren wailed.

There were no safety railings around the tops of these old buildings. The sides of the roof simply ended in a low marble step with a sharp, slippery drop to the busy streets below. This feature was haunted by a solitary pigeon, softly cooing as it bobbed its head and moved away from the pair of humans intruding on its territory.

Nikola closed the door behind them – for all the good it would do, and headed off toward the nearest edge. He strode the half-step onto it, and nestled himself right at its extremity with the toes of his shoes hovering over nothing while he fished around inside his jacket pocket.

“You always complain that I never keep in contact,” he said to her, against the wind.

Nikola withdrew the same silk bundle from before – only this time it was soaked in his own blood.

“I did try to give you this earlier,” he said, as a stunning amber stone fell out of the silk and into his other hand, “but now we’re going to use it.”

Helen followed behind him, close at his heels. Until, of course, he walked to the building's edge. Her gaze drifted from the edge, to the ground, then back to Tesla. There's no doubt he has some plan to escape. He's not so foolish as to trap himself. Then again, being part vampire lends him a resilience Helen lacks. It's very likely Tesla could fall or jump from such a height and still manage to walk away.

"Rightfully so," Helen mused. "I usually see you on occasions such as these, then not again, not even a word of greeting, for decades." Perhaps a touch of bitterness to the words? They'd been friends once upon a time, hadn't they? Whatever insult she may have felt was quickly pushed aside when Tesla unwrapped the stone. Now it was pure curiosity that gripped her. Glancing back over her shoulder, pale blue eyes then drifted back to the stone, then up to Tesla's face. "Make haste, Nikola."

“Ah...” he sighed, “and now she’s curious.”

Nikola held the ruined silk out and then let it float down into the street, caught in several currents of air. The stone he kept safe, resting in the palm of his hand with the strong light piercing through it, scattering out the other side in waves of colour.

“This is one-half of a quantum pair,” he cast his eye over his shoulder at her as if he were some kind of professor. “Call it, a souvenir from Bhalasaam.”

He held his free hand out to Helen, inviting her to join him on the ledge.

Her eyes widened slightly at his words. Whether she was more amazed by what it was or form where it came, who could tell? Maybe it wasn't what he said at all, but the offer of his hand, at which Helen now stared.

At length she stepped closer, reaching tentatively for his proffered hand. How had he come by such a trinket, she wondered silently. It wasn't as if he'd give a clear explanation if she asked directly.

“Brilliant as the ancient vampires were,” he caught her hand firmly, “I doubt they completely understood its properties.”

Nikola helped her onto the ledge, keeping a determined grip on her as she wavered slightly against the strong wind.

“I spent many years with these relics – but this is no place to talk,” he observed, as the door behind them crashed open.

Not wanting to risk another bullet, Nikola pulled Helen towards him, capturing her in a sudden embrace – and then threw them both off the edge of the building.

Whatever thoughts or questions had been in her mind to voice fell away into a tumultuous and panicked cacophony of silent screams. Had she not been plummeting to what was likely an inevitable death, Helen would've noted the oddity of being held flush to someone with little body heat of which to speak.

As it was, Helen clung tightly to him as the shock lanced through her. Her fingers dug into his already ruined jacket, wrinkling the fabric in her white-knuckled grip. The wind deafened her as they fell, whipping her hair around her face and into her eyes. Oh, God, this could really be the end! And all she could think of was Ashley...

Nikola had been prepared for the fall – but not the strength of Helen’s desperate grasp on him which nearly squeezed the air from his lungs. Before taking the plunge he’d whispered something to the stone and now all that remained was to wait and trust that the ancient technology would not fail him as they fell toward the street in what would certainly be Helen’s end – if not his own.

They didn’t have long – the slanted calico of market stalls, sea of bustling people and very solid ground was approaching with haste.

A haze of dust kicked up into their faces. Nikola turned his head away and held Helen protectively so that if they hit the ground he would hit first.

Something was wrong – they were still falling.

Had he miscalculated the distance to the ground – the time it would take them to fall?

He had just closed his eyes in a final surge of panic when a flash of golden light enveloped them.

With a crack they were gone – literally vanished into thin air.

and that's it for now - consider that the end of chapter one of this impromptue story.

[Mimzy]

it kind of does make sense - in a way because

Spoiler:

Tesla's already tried to fight ashley which result in him either killing ashley or being killed - not a desirable outcome - so john gets rid of him first. next threat is will - with a gun, but john can't take him and helen at the same time because helen's bound to put up a fight so he comes back for her last.

thoughts? or am i crazyily gullable?

Yeah but

Spoiler:

John was fighting her first before she totally kicked his butt...

*in best teal'c voice*

And now - the Conclusion:

Spoiler:

Well, it could never be said that Tesla didn't show her an exciting time when they were together. Despite all the danger they were facing, she gave him a charming smile and an agreeable tilt of her head. "Can you show me one I've not yet seen?" After all, she did spend a bit of time in Rome now and again.

"Such things you say," Helen crooned in kind. "You may very well upset my delicate Victorian sensibilities." Just in case it hadn't been obvious that she was making light before, it certainly was after that.

"A bullet-ridden vampire is hardly a new sight for me," Helen reminds him, glancing around at the unstable lift. How it takes her back to less modern times.

"Your 'Victorian sensibilities' - such as they are," he openly mocked, "will remain intact."

The lift shook and came to a stop at its pre-destined location. Once again, Nikola pried open the grates. He strolled out of the lift, over to the doors and pushed them open revealing the roof. At once the smell and sound of Rome poured in.

"Rome awaits..." he said, holding the door open for her.

It's true, even in the Victorian era Helen was a far cry from the ideal Victorian woman. No, she was ahead of her time displaying qualities which would in the 1920s embody the New Woman.

After the chase through the old library, the smells of blood, books, sweat, and staleness gave way to the sweet outdoor air. All the scents of the city washed over her. The momentary distraction was enough to make her forget, for only a few seconds, that danger still lurked behind.

"We've not much time." Already, pale eyes scanned the rooftop for a latter or an old fire escape. Any means by which to get to the ground and once more lost in the throng of people on the street.

But there was nothing – nothing but an expanse of concrete speckled with air-conditioning units spinning happily to themselves.

He could see the terracotta rooftops of the other buildings tessellated around them in an endless maze and – far beyond, the dark hills of Rome. The air was full of passing flocks of seagulls, squawking as they grazed by in a single white sheet and somewhere in the distance a siren wailed.

There were no safety railings around the tops of these old buildings. The sides of the roof simply ended in a low marble step with a sharp, slippery drop to the busy streets below. This feature was haunted by a solitary pigeon, softly cooing as it bobbed its head and moved away from the pair of humans intruding on its territory.

Nikola closed the door behind them – for all the good it would do, and headed off toward the nearest edge. He strode the half-step onto it, and nestled himself right at its extremity with the toes of his shoes hovering over nothing while he fished around inside his jacket pocket.

“You always complain that I never keep in contact,” he said to her, against the wind.

Nikola withdrew the same silk bundle from before – only this time it was soaked in his own blood.

“I did try to give you this earlier,” he said, as a stunning amber stone fell out of the silk and into his other hand, “but now we’re going to use it.”

Helen followed behind him, close at his heels. Until, of course, he walked to the building's edge. Her gaze drifted from the edge, to the ground, then back to Tesla. There's no doubt he has some plan to escape. He's not so foolish as to trap himself. Then again, being part vampire lends him a resilience Helen lacks. It's very likely Tesla could fall or jump from such a height and still manage to walk away.

"Rightfully so," Helen mused. "I usually see you on occasions such as these, then not again, not even a word of greeting, for decades." Perhaps a touch of bitterness to the words? They'd been friends once upon a time, hadn't they? Whatever insult she may have felt was quickly pushed aside when Tesla unwrapped the stone. Now it was pure curiosity that gripped her. Glancing back over her shoulder, pale blue eyes then drifted back to the stone, then up to Tesla's face. "Make haste, Nikola."

“Ah...” he sighed, “and now she’s curious.”

Nikola held the ruined silk out and then let it float down into the street, caught in several currents of air. The stone he kept safe, resting in the palm of his hand with the strong light piercing through it, scattering out the other side in waves of colour.

“This is one-half of a quantum pair,” he cast his eye over his shoulder at her as if he were some kind of professor. “Call it, a souvenir from Bhalasaam.”

He held his free hand out to Helen, inviting her to join him on the ledge.

Her eyes widened slightly at his words. Whether she was more amazed by what it was or form where it came, who could tell? Maybe it wasn't what he said at all, but the offer of his hand, at which Helen now stared.

At length she stepped closer, reaching tentatively for his proffered hand. How had he come by such a trinket, she wondered silently. It wasn't as if he'd give a clear explanation if she asked directly.

“Brilliant as the ancient vampires were,” he caught her hand firmly, “I doubt they completely understood its properties.”

Nikola helped her onto the ledge, keeping a determined grip on her as she wavered slightly against the strong wind.

“I spent many years with these relics – but this is no place to talk,” he observed, as the door behind them crashed open.

Not wanting to risk another bullet, Nikola pulled Helen towards him, capturing her in a sudden embrace – and then threw them both off the edge of the building.

Whatever thoughts or questions had been in her mind to voice fell away into a tumultuous and panicked cacophony of silent screams. Had she not been plummeting to what was likely an inevitable death, Helen would've noted the oddity of being held flush to someone with little body heat of which to speak.

As it was, Helen clung tightly to him as the shock lanced through her. Her fingers dug into his already ruined jacket, wrinkling the fabric in her white-knuckled grip. The wind deafened her as they fell, whipping her hair around her face and into her eyes. Oh, God, this could really be the end! And all she could think of was Ashley...

Nikola had been prepared for the fall – but not the strength of Helen’s desperate grasp on him which nearly squeezed the air from his lungs. Before taking the plunge he’d whispered something to the stone and now all that remained was to wait and trust that the ancient technology would not fail him as they fell toward the street in what would certainly be Helen’s end – if not his own.

They didn’t have long – the slanted calico of market stalls, sea of bustling people and very solid ground was approaching with haste.

A haze of dust kicked up into their faces. Nikola turned his head away and held Helen protectively so that if they hit the ground he would hit first.

Something was wrong – they were still falling.

Had he miscalculated the distance to the ground – the time it would take them to fall?

He had just closed his eyes in a final surge of panic when a flash of golden light enveloped them.

With a crack they were gone – literally vanished into thin air.

and that's it for now - consider that the end of chapter one of this impromptue story.

WRITE MORE NOW
NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Nikola turned his head away and held Helen protectively so that if they hit the ground he would hit first."

*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE* *FLAILFIT*

.......
Well...after all that, everyone should be in a considerably good mood, right?

Unfortunately, I am about to crush that with the SADDEST banner I have ever made:



sorry for being a downer, but the pic was begging for angst
(the song is "All Alone in the World" from Mr. Magoo's A Christmas Carol)