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Summary: After Alexander died, he realized the existence of reincarnation. While most didn’t believe in the possibility, Alexander was one of those special few who remembered everything in their past lives. Because of this, he spent almost all of his lives searching for his dear Eliza. As his lives went on, things began to seem hopeless, all until he runs into her one day in the most unexpected place.
Warning: cussing, mentions of rape and date rape drugs
summary of hamilton where i only talk about who he roasts (act 1)
the one where his life goes "hey ham, i'm gonna be really shitty to you" and hamilton roasts his life and goes to find a better life in new york
aaron burr, sir:
hamilton lightly roasts burr
hamilton roasts britain
the story of tonight:
this one's nice. i would call it pure except everyone's being alcoholic
the schuyler sisters:
alex isn't in this one so he can't roast anyone. angelica, however, roasts peggy, burr, thomas jefferson, society,,
hooo boy alexander completely rOASTS sam seabury & king george
you'll be back:
king george is sad about being roasted and will kill everyone
right hand man:
british are roasting america! washington roasts burr! hamilton wants to fight!
a winter's ball:
burr is pissed at ham, but they both want to marry cute rich girls so it doesn't matter rn
angelica roasts ham because he's poor! but regrets it
the story of tonight (reprise):
everyone roasts hamilton bc he married eliza, and then everyone roasts burr because he's having a thing with a girl who iS MARRIED TO A BRITISH OFFICER? (o shit)
wait for it:
burr kinda roasts hamilton
hamilton roasts lee, washington roasts lee, lee roasts washington, laurens decides to kill lee
ten duel commandments:
hamilton roasts lee again
meet me inside:
laurens kills lee, hamilton roasts lee aGAIN, washington roasts hamilton, hamilton kinkshames washington
that would be enough:
eliza is pure but alex doesn't care
guns and ships:
lafayette roasts a bunch of british people and also washington's choice to send alex home
history has its eyes on you:
no roasting here but a lot of warnings that you can't control anything important
hamilton and lafayette roast aLL THE BRITISH PEOPLE
what comes next?:
king george roasts america
tHIS IS PURE
hamilton assumes he is better than everyone else, hamilon roasts government, hamilton lectures/roasts the constitutional convention for 6 hours, hamilton roasts burr, angelica leaves, hamilton writes a ton of essays and becomes treasury secretary, hamilton doesn't give a shit about eliza, basically this is the song where hamilton roasts eVERYONE
There are obviously a TON of different ways this one could go. How about:
Peggy is a British student attending a U.S. university who joins halfway through the year and doesn’t know anyone.
Things really don’t work out with her first roommate, Colleen, who is having a lot of home issues, and about a month into the semester Colleen suddenly drops out and Peggy ends up with a new roommate, Angie.
Angie is a theater major, and at first Peggy is kind of nervous, because she’s a political science major, thinking about a career in international law; how can they possibly get along? And things worked out so badly with Colleen …
But Angie really likes her, and introduces her around and she starts making friends, because Angie knows ALL THE PEOPLE: criminal justice major Daniel, perky art major Ana and her boyfriend Edwin, who’s a little older than the others and is getting an MBA; nursing student Violet; Whitney who is double-majoring in theater and physics to everyone else’s amazement and despair, etc.
So Peggy finds herself being drawn into tables full of people in the cafeteria and invited along to the dorm-lounge game nights and getting dragged off to Daniel’s campus disability activism group and that kind of thing.
And there’s this jerk named Jack who is also a poly-sci major and is in most of her classes. He comes from money and drives a bright red sports car and lives off campus, and basically has RICH JERK written all over him. He and Peggy are at the top of most of their mutual classes and she ends up pulling all-nighters because she is GOING to do that extra credit and make sure she gets a hundred on the test because THE HELL if she’s going to let Jack get away with doing it better.
Until late one night she finds him getting drunk behind the library and they get to talking and he tells her about various awful shit that went down at his last school and resulted in him getting basically uprooted by his dad and shoved into another school several states away, and she realizes that he’s actually not that bad when you get to know him (well, some of the time).
So she invites him along to a mixer the art and theater students are hosting, and he actually kinda has fun and likes her weird friends, not that he’d admit it.
Not really sure how this AU shakes out pairing-wise; she could end up dating literally ANY of these people. Or several of them. :D
The apartment looked strangely daunting with nothing in it. Where everything once had its place, there is now nothing: the coffee table - a moving-in gift from your mother - had been sold, alongside the couch and the bed, the fridge sold, and all your groceries that had once sat inside lined up on the kitchen counter. Even your dying house plant had been thrown away that very morning, despite your long-time love for the greenery. The entire place felt as though it had been gutted, hollowed out. This was your home for nine years. Now, you stood in a place you no longer recognised.
You sighed. On the counter, partially hidden beneath the insuperable mountain of groceries, your phone lit up with a series of new text messages. Since you’d called three months earlier to announce to your family that you’d be returning home, your mother hadn’t left you alone on the subject. You knew she only wanted to help, but endless phone calls and text messages offering you ideas of what to do with your leftover furniture and belongings were erring on the edge of annoying.
Still, no matter how lonesome the apartment felt, you couldn’t get over the idea of returning home. In a few weeks, someone new would find themselves settled between these walls, and you would be at home, telling tales of your adventures to all those you hadn’t seen in however-many-years.
Excitement bubbled and rose. You could almost forget about the dismissal of your house plant and the loss of your small, albeit comfortable, English home.
With one final scan over the place, you placed your suitcases by the door. Most of your heftier possessions had already been shipped back to America, where they would sit in the spare room of your parents’ house until you found a decent place to live. Tomorrow, when you flew out, you’d take with you only your clothes and bare necessities. Tonight would be a night slept on a borrowed air mattress.