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thisbluespirit) wrote2018-06-13 05:37 pm
thisbluespirit) wrote2018-06-13 05:37 pm
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A wild writing meme appears!
It's been a while, but let's risk the wrath of summer and do this thing! Snagged from john_amend_all and romanajo123:
Take a pairing (or two or more characters), and put them in this random generator, then post your favorite resulting prompts (as many as you wish) in a comment below and I will try to oblige you by writing at least one of them.
With this sort of thing, anything goes, as long as I know the fandom at least in passing & I'll just let you know if I don't know it or can't write it. And the above seems to suggest using the same pairing/combination for all the prompts, but I'm just as happy with multiple pairings as well as prompts to choose from.
(See my tags and interests for some guidance if you need some.)
john_amend_all and romanajo123:Take a pairing (or two or more characters), and put them in this random generator, then post your favorite resulting prompts (as many as you wish) in a comment below and I will try to oblige you by writing at least one of them.
With this sort of thing, anything goes, as long as I know the fandom at least in passing & I'll just let you know if I don't know it or can't write it. And the above seems to suggest using the same pairing/combination for all the prompts, but I'm just as happy with multiple pairings as well as prompts to choose from.
(See my tags and interests for some guidance if you need some.)
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I am not necessarily great at other people's fandoms, but I plugged in what I could remember and these were my favorites, occasionally for values of WTF:
Steel / Roderick Alleyn / Sapphire - cages & theft
Sapphire / Leela / Agatha Troy - explosions & manic pixie dream girl
the Seventh Doctor / Silver / Sapphire - combat & One Night Stand
the Fourth Doctor / Sapphire / the Seventh Doctor - noodle incident
Dracula / Leela / Mina Harker - mistaken identity
Silver / Mina Harker - Power outage & Awkward moment
Roderick Alleyn / Mina Harker - Books & secret admirer
Sapphire / the Seventh Doctor - crack fic & unwanted transformation
Sapphire / Dracula - Unicorns & Blowing dandelion seeds [what]
the Seventh Doctor / the Fourth Doctor - faking amnesia
Roderick Alleyn / the Seventh Doctor - alien abduction
Mina Harker / Agatha Troy - Private
Agatha Troy / Silver - Anniversary
[This one may be canonical] Mina Harker / Dracula - Reunited
[This one is definitely canonical] Steel / Silver - attacked by a creature
[Frankly, I'm surprised this didn't happen] Silver / Sapphire - doppelganger
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These are great and I am always here for randomly generated prompts that contain values of WTF because what else are random generators for?
:-D
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I fingers-crossed look forward!
the Seventh Doctor / Silver / Sapphire - combat & One Night Stand, G, 908 words
***
“It’s muddy,” said Silver. It was more of a protest than a statement of fact. “And wet.”
Sapphire’s mouth twitched. “These are wetlands.”
“Why am I here?” he said, screwing up his face. “This isn’t my sort of affair. Someone’s made a mistake.”
Sapphire became very still, straining to hear, see, or in any way sense what was tugging at the edges of her awareness: voices? No, not quite that. Nothing as definite as a voice.
“Good question,” said someone from behind them, someone who was not Silver. “Why are you here? It isn’t safe, you know. And it must be quite the graveyard, under the surface.”
Sapphire didn’t turn. She smiled. Steel would, of course, be alarmed to find a Time Lord in the vicinity of a break, but she found them intriguing. Especially this one. Besides, that was what had been pulling at her. His presence was a coincidence, but not what had caused the trouble, and he had put his finger on the heart of the matter.
“Yes,” she said. That was what she had been sensing. “Bodies, buried deep. They may not still be here, but they fell here once, and it’s not been forgotten yet.” She leant against the gate, with its mix of informative and warning notices about the historic nature of the site and the danger of nature, and looked out over the flat, reedy land. She turned her head to take in the church tower of the nearby village: the church window had been broken in the battle; houses damaged. Memories of that also lurked here.
“Sedgemoor,” said the Doctor. “Another battle. Bodies, blood, bones.” He twisted his mouth in momentary distaste as he said it. “All rather pointless in this case.”
Silver had removed himself to a safe distance, sitting on the fence, watching the newcomer; watching Sapphire. Now, he leapt down. “Bodies, yes,” he said, “And weapons. That’s why I’m here.”
“Do you like weapons?”
“Do I?” said Silver. “They’re a little crude, but they’re more in my line of work than reeds and mud. Sapphire, there must be something – armour, or a sword, or knife – something like that. Still there. The focus.”
Sapphire bit back another smile. “As you say, Silver, that’s why you’re here. You’ll have to fish for it.”
“Sapphire,” he said, with deep reproach, but waded into the murky water nevertheless.
The Doctor consulted something in his hands that looked like a pocket watch, but which was not. Even from here, Sapphire could sense alien metal and advanced technology at work, measuring and calculating. She shot a wary look at Silver, but he was moving forward, frowning in concentration and no doubt in disapproval of the discomfort and indignity of his part, and gave no sign that he had spotted the Doctor’s intriguing toy.
“I’d try over there,” said the Doctor, and pointed. “But be careful. It’s giving off some peculiar signals.”
Silver seemed now to be listening to the area the Doctor had indicated. “It would,” he said, and flickered a look at Sapphire. Sapphire. He’s right. I’m not sure if I should touch it.
Asking before you touch, Silver? Sapphire raised an eyebrow.
Silver pulled a face in return.
She crossed to join him and plunged her hand into the mud, going down deeper than Silver could have done, from the present into the past. Her eyes glowed a fierce blue. She could see the soldiers, hear the cries of battle, the alarm of the nearby villagers. Weapons. Mud. Fire. Blood. Bodies.
Her hand tightened around a dagger. It wanted to tell her it was still encrusted with the blood of the dead, but that was impossible. It could only be steel, covered in mud.
“Weapons,” said the Doctor, and he was suddenly nearer than he should have been. Sapphire opened her eyes. She was standing beside him, back on the path. Silver was sitting on the fence again, smoothing down his clothes, shaking himself, even though there was no sign of the mud that should have stained his suit. “They always lead to trouble. One way or another.”
“This one certainly did,” Sapphire said and held it out to him.
The Doctor nodded, and took it, and his piece of alien technology flared into life, enveloping the dagger in a containment field. Sapphire could sense the change in the air around the item; molecules shifted momentarily out of their regular patterns.
“That won’t hold it forever,” she said. “We need to destroy it.”
The Doctor looked at Silver. “Yes. But its influence can’t escape the field, while I think your friend here could navigate his way in, as it were.”
“Of course,” said Silver. He smiled briefly, and then took the dagger from Sapphire. “Oh, very nice,” he said, and gave the Doctor’s ‘watch’ a wistful glance. “I don’t suppose you’d let me look at that?”
Silver, said Sapphire in warning.
“Only a look,” said Silver, but he was already changing the dagger, transforming it into one long neutral strip of steel, clean of all its dirt, and then into a fork and spoon. “There!”
The Doctor switched the field off. “Has it worked?”
Sapphire picked up the two items of cutlery, and then nodded.
“Of course it has,” said Silver. “It’s entirely changed. Much more useful, besides, and with no trace of what it was before.”
The place still held the memory, though, Sapphire noted as they left. They so often did.
***
Re: the Seventh Doctor / Silver / Sapphire - combat & One Night Stand, G, 908 words
I like it!
“Of course it has,” said Silver. “It’s entirely changed. Much more useful, besides, and with no trace of what it was before.”
That is a charming swords into ploughshares.
Thank you!
Re: the Seventh Doctor / Silver / Sapphire - combat & One Night Stand, G, 908 words