Round 13, Hour 48
Jan. 23rd, 2011 06:00 pmThis is your final hour.
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fic_rush. In January. This year.
Make it count!
If it can't count, make it add or subtract or calculate an average!
Let the words flow still! Let the plot bunnies hop (but not reproduce, not right at this moment please)! Let the wordcounts roll! Let the glowsticks gleam!
And let there be crackfic and commentfic! Let there be wet heroes and piratical penguins! Let there be alien fish for the masses! (Also for the momentums.) Let there be silly hats!
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Make it count!
If it can't count, make it add or subtract or calculate an average!
Let the words flow still! Let the plot bunnies hop (but not reproduce, not right at this moment please)! Let the wordcounts roll! Let the glowsticks gleam!
And let there be crackfic and commentfic! Let there be wet heroes and piratical penguins! Let there be alien fish for the masses! (Also for the momentums.) Let there be silly hats!
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:03 pm (UTC)Crack!Commentfic.
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:19 pm (UTC)The Inevitable Outcome Affair
"I don't understand why this always happens to me, not to you." Illya Kuryakin grumbled as he worked at removing a piece of wire from the collar of his shirt so he could unpick the shackles that held his wrists over his head against a stone wall.
"You, ah, don't, do you, partner?" Napoleon Solo said, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. He'd secretly unlatched his own shackles moments ago, but he was having too much fun watching his partner's actions to intervene. Besides, as CEA it was his job to make sure that his subordinates kept up to date on their escape techniques.
"You don't need to sound so self-satisfied." Illya said. It sounded like "Muu don'th mmth thnn tho thef-thfififed." because Illya had the wire between his teeth and was rolling his head backwards while arching the fingers of his left hand over in an attempt to reach it. The whole posture stretched him into a bowed position that showed off the musculature of the front of his body very well, an effect definitely enhanced by the fact that he was soaked from head to toe and his clothes were becoming ever-more diaphanous.
Illya sighed with relief and rolled a crick out of his neck as he grasped the wire between slender fingers.
"We go on a simple milk run in New York."
"Lovely establishing shots of the East River and the Empire State Building." Napoleon said.
"We get ambushed by Thrush ladies."
"Lovely Thrush ladies." Napoleon said warmly.
"We get chained in a cellar."
"It could be a nicer cellar." Napoleon said, critiquing the interior design.
"And which of us," said Illya, biting his lip and flexing the firm, lithe muscles of his legs to lift himself up as he manipulated the shackles over his head, "which of us, Napoleon, ends up..."
He seemed lost for words, so Napoleon finished the sentence for him, relishing the memory of the scene:
"Which of us ends up having a bucket of Thrush's new experimental fabric-dissolving formula thrown on him?" Napoleon said, no longer hiding his laughter.
"Illya, it could only be you."
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:05 pm (UTC)I could start on part 3, until I find part 1 enlightenment.
How do you pull 6 characters out of a tunnel they keep on insisting walking into?
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:08 pm (UTC)Or you can work laterally, put in an escape hatch and a ladder, and give them a reason to climb out. Flooding usually works.
Or flood the tunnel partway, provide a floatable object, and let them get washed out. This is also known as the Itsy Bitsy Spider Solution.
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:13 pm (UTC)To hell with this shit. I'm changing it. They're climbing UP. The Pacifists of the Eastern Zone are hiding in the TOP FLOORS that have weird bridges connecting them nyah nyah nyah nyah die tunnels die!
... I probably should be sleeping now, I think...
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:11 pm (UTC)"What the blazes do you think you're doing? Don't you know this coat is dry-clean only? Really, the things I have to put up with everytime these Fic Rushes of yours go by. Oh, all right, all right... Look, if you promise not to write anything else compromising of my dignity, I'll promise this ridiculous penguin hat will be worn. Done? Thank you. Oh, Brigadier! I have this little bauble I need you to put on your head. Why? What do you mean, why? Because you have to, it's tremendously important!"
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:20 pm (UTC)Or as the lady said, "Better a fleeting muse than a floating mouse" which is pretty much my philosophy on life.
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:31 pm (UTC)Got dragged out grocery shopping, the only plus side was that my sister treated me to a really, really good Italian sub afterwards.It will have to make up for my not getting to eat Puffin.
My word count is at 5,200.
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:46 pm (UTC)I don't deserve a full roasted Puffin, either. :( Barely written 2000 words since 9.
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Date: 2011-01-23 11:48 pm (UTC)Time to grab some glowsticks and fend away the piratical penguins.