Stolen from Tumblr
1) Give me a pairing.
2) Give me an AU setting.
3) I will write you a three-sentence fic.
(Any pairing from any of my ‘verses, any fandom I know enough about to take a stab at characterization, or any X of any of those)
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The kid Genius/Hacker/cleric
Holly (needs a last name)
No, sorry, it’s not like that. But if you can show me proof to the contrary, I’ll consider it.
Holly is a voracious consumer of knowledge in all its forms, and has been her entire short life.
Nineteen as the story starts, she was sat on her parents’ laps in front of computers at the tender age of four, and has been at a keyboard ever since.
She denies claims that she’s a prodigy, despite the fact that she is working towards her doctorate in robotics at the moment.
She found fandom and cosplay very early, coming by it honestly – her parents having taken her to Darkovercon when she was 2 months old. She enjoys anime as well as many of the modern sci-fi/fantasy TV shows, writes fanfic in her spare time, and has a vibrant social life online.
She identifies as bisexual but has yet to find someone who she values enough, whose sexuality lines up properly with hers, to engage in anything further than necking with IRL.
She maintains several discrete identities online and three IRL, not counting her forays into MMORPGs.
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…People of Color, esp. American people of color.
People with disabilities.
Prodigies.
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Crap, crap, werewolves can’t be the first episode, I need a pilot episode crap….
Ideas?
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I wish there were more stories with people who ___ (or ___ people).
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What I like in Urban Fantasy series is…
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So, I think The Team aren’t straight-out police, they’re extralegal, consultants, whathaveyou.
Episode List, trimmed
Werewolf/Mistaken Identity
The Fae/Something that looks supernatural
Just a limb found/Rock music
Circus/Officer Down
Something from the Past / Buried alive
Ghosts/really gross decomp
Cult/??/Crop circles/?
Fetish Death/ ?
Mental institution/?
High School Sports/Monks
Attack on a member of the team/ Sci-fi convention
Not sure how or what with to pair the ones ending in /?
Season length? 4-10 episodes?
Cast, Trimmed
there’s going to be 5. But.
The Kid Genius (hacker)(female)/the cleric
The hitter/werewulf?
The mentor
The pretty one/fae blood
The secret
the sassy/snarky one
The rude one who gets things done (possibly also hitter)
The NEW One
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So, the writer in my attic, K Orion Fray, sends out a weekly writing inspiration e-mail, which includes a writing prompt.
A prompt from several weeks ago:
Take a ten minute chunk and write something new coming into your scene. If you described a person, make them notice their setting. If you wrote about a place, have someone walk into it. If you described an object, make something interact with it. The trick here is to not duplicate what you did before–so don’t write two people yet! Be sure to keep yourself to ten minutes this time around. Here’s a timer you can use, if you need help with that!
Description in line is something I still need work at. So I kept on from the last description prompt and here we go.
“If you can’t tell me, show me.” Sergeant Allise, again, didn’t seem to change her tone, but her voice still seemed more gentle.
“Yessir, right away, sir.” Kira coughed. The last thing she wanted to do was show… Ket was staring at her. All right. She could do this. “Sir, we have what is clearly an anomalous event happening between South and Main.” She clicked three buttons on her far-too-universal remote and lit up the screen.
Their cramped ready room was not by any means state of the art. They were a small team in a very small precinct, one classically overworked and underfunded. But the projector (and the remote), Kira had paid for out of pocket. It was the best set-up available. It made you feel like you were in the scene.
That was exactly what Kira didn’t want with this scene. She squinted her eyes shut, but she already knew what she was going to see. “Okay, this is what the Mayflower apartment building looked like yesterday. I’m sure you know it -“
“I used to live there.” Ket’s whisper was harsh; he’d never gotten the hang of being quiet.
The Mayflower was a standard downtown apartment building, eight stories tall, with a sandstone facade and a bit of carving over the double-doored entrance to give it that proper feeling. This city being what it was, of course, it didn’t pay to look too closely at the carvings. The apartments were cheap, passably-well-maintained, and almost everyone who’d gone to college here had spent at least a night in one of them.
“Brace yourselves.” She lifted the remote up. “This is the Mayflower today.” Click.
The back half of the Mayflower – which, from the street, they shouldn’t have been able to see anyway – was missing about a third of itself, in a big pac-man style bite that should have (Again with the shoulds, and Kira should know better by now) knocked the building over.
The front had melted, and twisted. In places the sandstone had shifted into dune-like piles of sand. In other places, it had fused into glass – glass that had formed into a disturbingly eye-like shape.
Through that eye, you could see the bite out of the back of the building. You could also see what had happened to some of the people.
A Scene Description
A Place Description
A Deletion
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And now I have this:
| B | I | N | G | O |
| a favorite place | promises made | nightmares | outnumbered | love at first sight |
| a cunning plan | [knowledge] | management | hallucinations /visions | [honor] |
| [test/exam] | [flirting] | [PICK ANYTHING] | [youth] | innocent |
| unwelcome guest | [fast & loose] | betrayal | friendship | exhaustion exhausted |
| victim | sports & games | [a crowd] | [gravity] | holy place holy, holy |
from ![[community profile]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
origfic_bingo
And this is what I’m going to do:
Pick a square, and give me a prompt with that as a theme. I.e., Promises Broken, Junie and her teacher.
First prompt will get written; after that I’m going to go for a Bingo, so prompts that are within a line of the first prompt are more likely to get written.
Squares that have been prompted to will be [bolded and bracketed] (if there’s two prompts, it’ll also be italicized); squares that have been written will have a link. Please feel free to prompt any square, even those filled.
I will post at least the first BINGO.
If you tip, I will write to at least two of your prompts; I will also write you a continuation of your choice at the giraffe call rate of $1/100 Words
For every $20 received in tips, I will post another line of BINGO written.
| All the Words! |
| 100 Words $1.00 USD 300 Words $3.00 USD 500 Words $5.00 USD 750 Words $7.50 USD 1000 Words $10.00 USD 1500 Words $14.00 USD 2000 Words $18.00 USD 1750 Words $17.00 USD |
(I am likely to write many more of the squares from last month still as well!)
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This is to ![[personal profile]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ysabetwordsmith‘s prompt to this January card for origfic_bingo.
It fills the “love at first sight” slot, and is in no established verse – although Holly MIGHT end up being in my Episodes ‘verse
They first ran into each other at a tiny regional sci-fi con. Holly was doing her favorite Bleach cosplay; Grace was wearing an extravagant medium-length dress and a pair of knee-high boots. She had an overcoat atop, the yellow frogs standing out in stark contrast to the black of the rest of her outfit.
They observed each other for a moment between the roleplaying-book booth and the tinted-contacts table. Grace spoke first, a little frown creasing her white-powdered forehead.
“Yoruichi Shihōin, right? From… Bleach.”
“Right!” Holly found herself grinning.
Grace made the gesture equivalent of a flourish. “My roommate loves anime. And thus, because it is a small room and a loud tv, I have begun to learn to love anime, too. Have you seen Death Note?“
“Have I? Have I…!” And thus, they were off and running. Cons were little pockets of existence away from reality, and so it was easy to talk to a stranger, easy for Holly to invite Grace to breakfast so they could keep talking
IRL was trickier, but there was always gchat and twitter and soon they were talking every night, @GraceFired, what do you think of this idea for the next con; @TheBerry, OMG, I found a new lipstick that mimics the color of corpse lips.
It was late one night, on gchat, 100 times more private than twitter even if Google was reading everything, when Holly finally was brave enough to say “Gray… I think I love you.”
She stared at the words for a moment, and then typed hurriedly below that “I mean, not, not in a … I don’t want to… shit.”
“Chill, Hall. <3 I get it." There was a pause, the little grey line that said "Grace is typing…" And then, as if Grace wanted to whisper it: "I love you too."
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