A Wild Writing Meme Appears...
Mar. 25th, 2017 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thisbluespiritMy parents came and went (and sooner than expected! They told me they were going home Saturday and then I learned on Thursday evening they were going home in the morning! They forgot to tell me the bit where they changed their mind; honestly, what are parents coming to these days?) And now I am a little tired and probably have a bunch of other things to do (two fake shows, one mostly done, one started among various things), but hey, writing meme, plucked from the wilds of tumblr, because the other one like this worked well:
Send me two characters or more (pairing or otherwise) and a prompt number and I’ll write a ficlet:
1. “Are you drunk?”
2. “You’re too young to hate the world.”
3. “I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.”
4. “We’re designed to be disposable.”
5. “There’s blood on my/your hands.”
6. “Could you be any louder?”
7. “I’ve never killed anyone before.”
8. “Your smile is not as bright as it used to be.”
9. “Don’t call me that!”
10. “Please don’t make me socialize.”
11. “Same time tomorrow?”
12. “I’ve been buying the wrong underwear.”
13. “How can anyone not be afraid of love?”
14. “You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”
15. “That was a perfect example of how not to do things.”
16. “If you want, we could go together?”
17. “I have contemplated becoming a hermit.”
18. “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”
19. “Maybe you’re not thinking hard enough.”
20. “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover and you’re annoying me.”
21. “No one has a heart of stone.”
22. “Can I open my eyes yet?”
23. “So much for not getting involved.”
24. “I will if you will.”
25. “My nightmares are usually about losing you.”
26. “I didn’t intend to kiss you.”
28. “I didn’t lose it, I just misplaced it.”
29. “Prepare to be amazed.”
30. “I’m fine.”
32. “I’d ask you to stay but I don’t like you.”
33. “Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence.”
34. “It’s not like I missed you or anything.”
36. “Everything was fine, until you showed up.”
37. “Can you just shut up for five minutes?”
38. “Never mind, the moment’s gone.”
40. “I believe you dropped this.”
41. “What are you doing in my house?”
43. “Why are you/we whispering?”
44. “If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.“
45. “I think I made a mistake.”
46. “Shut up, I am a delight!”
47. “I can think of a million places I’d rather be right now.”
48. “Now, just hold on a minute...”
49. “It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.“
50. "Why does anyone have to be naked?”
As usual, no guarantees, but anything I know or have mentioned watching/reading/liking is fair game - I'll just say if I can't do it. (My interests and tags should be a guide.)
Send me two characters or more (pairing or otherwise) and a prompt number and I’ll write a ficlet:
1. “Are you drunk?”
2. “You’re too young to hate the world.”
3. “I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.”
4. “We’re designed to be disposable.”
5. “There’s blood on my/your hands.”
6. “Could you be any louder?”
7. “I’ve never killed anyone before.”
8. “Your smile is not as bright as it used to be.”
9. “Don’t call me that!”
10. “Please don’t make me socialize.”
11. “Same time tomorrow?”
12. “I’ve been buying the wrong underwear.”
13. “How can anyone not be afraid of love?”
14. “You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”
15. “That was a perfect example of how not to do things.”
16. “If you want, we could go together?”
17. “I have contemplated becoming a hermit.”
18. “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”
19. “Maybe you’re not thinking hard enough.”
20. “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover and you’re annoying me.”
21. “No one has a heart of stone.”
22. “Can I open my eyes yet?”
23. “So much for not getting involved.”
24. “I will if you will.”
25. “My nightmares are usually about losing you.”
26. “I didn’t intend to kiss you.”
28. “I didn’t lose it, I just misplaced it.”
29. “Prepare to be amazed.”
30. “I’m fine.”
32. “I’d ask you to stay but I don’t like you.”
33. “Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence.”
34. “It’s not like I missed you or anything.”
36. “Everything was fine, until you showed up.”
37. “Can you just shut up for five minutes?”
38. “Never mind, the moment’s gone.”
40. “I believe you dropped this.”
41. “What are you doing in my house?”
43. “Why are you/we whispering?”
44. “If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.“
45. “I think I made a mistake.”
46. “Shut up, I am a delight!”
47. “I can think of a million places I’d rather be right now.”
48. “Now, just hold on a minute...”
49. “It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.“
50. "Why does anyone have to be naked?”
As usual, no guarantees, but anything I know or have mentioned watching/reading/liking is fair game - I'll just say if I can't do it. (My interests and tags should be a guide.)
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Date: 2017-03-25 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-25 05:41 pm (UTC):-D
<3
ETA: I can see there is a prompt about strategically shaved monkeys. I missed that!! Ha, sorry. *boggles, however, and hastens to delete it as an option* (I think there are mental images threatening there that I can live without...)
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Date: 2017-04-20 05:13 pm (UTC)***
Richter glanced down, ostensibly to close the file on his desk; in reality to prevent himself from displaying his amusement at the doctor’s statement. “I suspect it might not take,” he observed eventually.
“I can’t help feeling there’s an insult hidden in that somewhere,” said Martel, eyeing Richter with suspicion. “But on days like today, Major, when faced with the kind of stupidity displayed by that so-called lieutenant of yours –”
Any visible humour in the Kommandant’s face vanished, whatever he might still feel underneath. “Steiner comprehends the situation fully now, Dr Martel. Your surgery’s access is entirely unimpeded once more and you have no cause for complaint.”
Dr Martel gave a slight hmph that indicated that he could have plenty more to say about idiocy and officiousness but that he had remembered where he was and to whom he was speaking. “Since I eventually got hold of Mrs Walker in time, I suppose not, but if I hadn’t –”
“No,” murmured Richter. And then: “But I don’t suppose your becoming a hermit would have helped her very much, either.”
Dr Martel rose from the chair opposite. “Yes, well. Thank you for your assistance, Major, even if it should never have come to this.”
“Dr Martel,” Richter said, rising with him, out of politeness; his tone neutral.
Richter thought about that conversation occasionally, afterwards, once he’d sentenced Martel to imprisonment. The doctor might well be learning to understand what it might be like to be a hermit, or at least to be living in a cell in isolation. Of course, it was far worse when it was not through choice. Richter hoped Martel would learn to find his own way through the tedium and solitude and trusted that he would; even as he counted down the days until he should no longer have to concern himself with the question.
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Date: 2017-04-21 12:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-25 07:14 pm (UTC)33 - Ace & Helga Geerhart
37 - Kosh & the Doctor
50 - Bill Cartwright / Monica Stanton
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Date: 2017-03-25 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-29 09:10 am (UTC)“You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”
... has GOT to be Vila and Avon :)
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Date: 2017-03-25 05:46 pm (UTC)Brig/Liz: 15
Liz/Silver: 34
Ten/Martha: 49
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Date: 2017-03-25 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2017-03-25 08:46 pm (UTC)(I can't at this point predict which the muse will go for though... Who knows?)
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Date: 2017-03-26 05:12 am (UTC)Daylight Robbery, 385 words, Liz/Silver, 34 "It's not like I missed you or anything."
Date: 2017-03-27 05:03 pm (UTC)Silver merely smiled at her and pocketed the last of the test tubes from his position, sitting amongst her ruined experiment on the workbench.
“So, what was I doing wrong this time?”
He raised his eyebrows. “I never said you were,” he told her. He sounded slightly hurt. “But somebody in the lab opposite was apparently trying to gradually chip their way into the corridor. Not a very good idea at all.”
“No, I’m sure,” said Liz. She narrowed her gaze. “Then why are you running off with my equipment instead of Dr O’Sullivan’s?”
Silver blinked. “But it’s exactly what I needed. Almost as if you knew.” He gave her another smile. “You’re very helpful for a human.”
“There’s an equipment store downstairs,” said Liz, beginning to feel as annoyed as she’d been pretending to be. “You didn’t have to interrupt my research! You might have set me back a month or more, you know.”
Silver shrugged. “Stores tend to have storekeepers and paperwork – they don’t like things disappearing.”
“Neither do I!”
“But you understand that time is dangerous,” he added more softly. “It’s also of the essence, even for me.”
Liz looked back at him and then, despite herself, moved forward. “All right. Is there anything I can do?”
“How many ballpoint pens do you have in here? I could use . . . oh, at least a dozen!”
Liz sighed. It sounded as if, in addition to all her other problems, she was going to have to put in a stationery request that would raise eyebrows somewhere. “I don’t know, but I’ll find as many as I can and bring them over.”
“Very helpful,” said Silver. He hopped lightly down from the workbench and kissed her hand, before giving her a wink and disappearing through the door.
Liz shook her head and set about gathering up any biros she could find. After all, if she didn’t the world might end – and she wouldn’t get to see what on earth Silver was going to transform them into. Knowing Silver, it’d be something thoroughly improbable.
She might have missed him just a little.
Re: Daylight Robbery, 385 words, Liz/Silver, 34 "It's not like I missed you or anything."
Date: 2017-03-27 05:31 pm (UTC)I love this - and Liz's eventual resignation to the situation. Thanks!
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Date: 2017-03-25 06:00 pm (UTC)Two & Jamie, 400 words: 28
Date: 2017-04-01 08:52 pm (UTC)***
“I didn’t lose it, I just misplaced it.”
“Aye, and you said that last time about that clever little whatsit of yours and it turned out that wild beastie had eaten it!”
“Well,” said the Doctor in his defence, “I did know where it was, I just couldn’t get at it quite then. But I’m sure I put the key in this pocket. Oh, er, or was it this one? Oh, dear.”
Jamie edged nearer to the Doctor as more of the cell crumbled into the ravine. There was only about a quarter of the room left and it hadn’t exactly been that large to start with. He yelled. “Doctor!”
“I’m doing my best, Jamie.”
“Can you not hurry up a bit? It’s a very long way down!”
“Yes, Jamie, I do know that.” The Doctor fished in all of his pockets in succession yet again. Jamie gave him a hand, but all they found was a recorder, a yoyo, a bag of sweets, a half-eaten apple, two white mice, a journal, a biscuit, some string and a tin whistle, but no keys of any sort, let alone the magic one that would open the cell door. (Well, the Doctor had a long, complicated word for it that he said definitely wasn’t magic, but given that they didn’t have time for long complicated anythings right now, Jamie was sticking with magic.)
“Whatever are you two doing?” said a familiar voice from right beside them, causing them both to start and nearly topple over the ever-encroaching edge before they grabbed at each other to steady themselves. It was Zoe, standing in the now-open doorway of the cell. “Don’t you want to get out of there?”
The Doctor raced out into the corridor, Jamie close behind him as she stepped back to allow them past, before following at a run.
“How did you find us?” asked the Doctor, once they’d returned to relative safety. He mopped his brow with a large red handkerchief.
Zoe ate one of the sweets the Doctor had offered her while Jamie munched happily on the biscuit, despite the fluff it had acquired in the Doctor’s pocket.
“Well,” she said, after pausing to finish the humbug, “you left this behind and I thought you would need it.” She held up the large, iron key. “You said it was terribly important.”
“There, see,” said the Doctor to Jamie. “I hadn’t lost it at all – Zoe had it!”
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Date: 2017-04-02 01:06 pm (UTC)Re: Two & Jamie, 400 words: 28
Date: 2017-04-02 01:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-25 06:13 pm (UTC)And if you don't mind, I'm going to steal your prompts. I've been looking for some good prompts for my "learn how to write fluff" project, and everything I find is terrible and stupid. Yours are great.
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Date: 2017-03-25 06:20 pm (UTC)And since #15's made an appearance already, I'll plump for #29!
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Date: 2017-03-25 06:22 pm (UTC)12. “I’ve been buying the wrong underwear.”
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Date: 2017-03-25 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2017-03-25 08:59 pm (UTC)Liz & the Master, 569 words
Date: 2017-04-03 05:41 pm (UTC)“… clearly, I should have been investing in something bullet proof!”
“I was not the one who started using guns, Dr Shaw. That, I think you’ll find was your UNIT friends.”
Liz pressed herself up against the side of the empty house next to the Master. “Although if you hadn’t tried to destroy the world, they might have asked you round for drinks and canapés instead.”
“But after dinner conversation on this planet is so tedious,” said the Master. “And don’t forget that even if I can’t destroy the Earth any more, I can and will obliterate this particular corner of it – and all your trigger-happy UNIT fellows with it – if you don’t assist me in mending my TARDIS.”
Liz glared. “Do you think I’d still be standing within a mile of you otherwise?”
“That’s very harsh, Dr Shaw. I did rescue you from that dreadful – what was his name again?”
“Colonel Robertson,” said Liz. “Pompous idiot. But at least he doesn’t try to destroy planets on a regular basis.”
“No imagination, but give him the fire power and an order,” said the Master, with an elegant shrug. “You can’t honestly say that you prefer him to me, surely? Now, in you go – and watch out for the electrical feedback. The damage your clodhopping soldier friends did was considerable.”
The Master hadn’t been exaggerating. Sparks were flying about the large hallway of the abandoned manor house, dancing across the layers of dust.
“Scratch that,” muttered Liz. “I should have gone for something fireproof.” She had to flatten herself against the wall again, just to try and avoid getting burned or electrocuted.
The Master gave a smile. “If you’re successful, I’ll make you a present of something suitable. But don’t be alarmed, Dr Shaw – my TARDIS is built from superior Time Lord technology and this is mere display, as it were. She won’t bite you. Not unless I tell her to.”
“Good to know,” said Liz, pointedly ignoring the part about her underwear, which was entirely her own fault for bringing up something like that in company of the Doctor’s arch-enemy. She was careful to follow his path across the hall, however, reaching in her bag for the tools and materials she’d scrounged on his request. “What I don’t understand is why you need the help of a mere human, if you’re so superior.”
The Master led her into the console room. The console itself was blackened and still smoking. He patted it. “There, there,” he murmured. “We’ll soon have this mess put to rights. Block-headed bunglers!” he added, with unexpected venom.
“You didn’t answer my question,” said Liz.
The Master turned. “It’s very simple. You see, in order to put my ship to rights, I must needs work at that panel and simultaneously at the main control section over there. And while I have many talents, being in two places at the same time would require a working ship to achieve.” He held out his hands. “You see my dilemma. Come now, Dr Shaw. I promise not to hurt you and, only think, once it’s done, I can leave you and this whole wretched planet of yours alone.”
“All right, then,” said Liz. “Let’s get it over with.”
The Master nodded, and pulled the covering panel off the nearest section of the wall. “Good. And I will remember your other request – something fetching in Teflon should do, I think?”
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Date: 2017-04-03 06:36 pm (UTC)I'm sure Liz will be her usual competent self. I wonder how much use fire-proof underwear really is, though. :D
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Date: 2017-04-03 08:27 pm (UTC)And I don't know, but the Master so rarely keeps his promises anyway! Although I can see that one being one it might amuse him to act on, but I suspect Liz will not be wearing it if he does!!
Re: Liz & the Master, 569 words
Date: 2017-04-03 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-25 06:34 pm (UTC)*grins* The prompts look to be great fun. Thank you!
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Date: 2017-03-25 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2017-03-25 06:51 pm (UTC)28- Seven & Ace
23- Fifth Doctor, Nyssa, and Tegan
43- Eighth Doctor and Grace (or Charley)
24- Jago and Litefoot
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Date: 2017-03-25 07:44 pm (UTC)40. “I believe you dropped this.”
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Date: 2017-03-25 07:46 pm (UTC)26. “I didn’t intend to kiss you.”
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Date: 2017-03-25 07:54 pm (UTC)Vila and Dayna: 23.
Avon and Servalan: 38.
Silver and any element: 50.
Feel free to ignore any that don't appeal.
I hope you had a productive Saturday.
May I steal these prompts? And why is 27 missing?
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Date: 2017-03-25 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-25 08:51 pm (UTC)And thank you, and I stole these wholesale from tumblr - memes are made to be stolen! (Eee, nice character options, too! :-D)
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Date: 2017-03-25 09:07 pm (UTC)Smart move.
I'm glad you liked my picks. Have fun!
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Date: 2017-03-25 09:03 pm (UTC)3. “I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.”
Blake and Sapphire
18. “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”
Vila and your choice of crew
50. "Why does anyone have to be naked?”
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Date: 2017-03-25 10:07 pm (UTC)1. “Are you drunk?”
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Date: 2017-03-26 02:29 pm (UTC)