Round 16, Hour 48
Apr. 10th, 2011 07:00 pmTHIS IS YOUR FINAL HOUR. Make it count!
In one hour, at the end of the round, a Bragging Post will be made on the main
fic_rush comm, so you can go there and proudly declare everything you accomplished for the weekend. You can drop in on that post at any time; you don’t have to respond immediately (since there are a lot of ‘rushers currently asleep, or passed out, or off with the pirates).
Keep an eye on the main comm in the next week or so; I will post a poll so we can decide what weekend the May round will be.
And for now, I’ve decided to do something different with Hour 48. It has not been part of
fic_rush to post snippets from our work, for the very good reasons that Skyler mentioned. However, I think it would be a nice addition to the final part of the round.
Accordingly, for this hour only, a Special Offer!
In the comments to this post, if you like, post a snippet from your weekend’s work. There are a few restrictions:
- post snippets this hour only; this is the Designated Snippet Zone
- one snippet to a person
- 250 words maximum
- PG-13 or lower, pls
- tell us what the fandom is
- and last: this is a comm that thrives on mutual support; so don’t just post a snippet and sit back. Comment on the other snippets.
On your mark, get set, snip!!
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Date: 2011-04-10 10:59 pm (UTC)Author: Beth
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
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Daniel studied the guarded DHD. “So this whole thing really was a trap. This world isn’t free of the Goa’uld at all.”
“Nope.” Jack peered through his sights at one of the Jaffa for a moment. “Good call back there at the village market. What spooked you?”
“Um, I was talking to an old man at one of the booths, and, um,” Daniel reddened. “He pointed at Sam, and said she had a really nice – well, he used the Goa’uld word for a portion of her anatomy.”
“Sweet.” Jack looked at him. “That’s it?”
“Not quite. I asked him where he’d learned that word, and he winked and rubbed his nose.”
“And that’s when you hit the panic button.”
“Yes.”
“So tell me, Danny. What’s the Goa’uld word for ‘FUBAR’?”
“Um, the Goa’uld written language really doesn’t allow for acronyms. It’s a syllabary, and you can’t form acronyms without an alphabet – ”
“Save it, Daniel.”
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:04 pm (UTC)Sounds like they've got themselves in a situation and a half there...
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:22 pm (UTC):-)
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Date: 2011-04-11 01:19 am (UTC)Stargate SG-1, G rated portion of NC-17 fic *eg*
Date: 2011-04-10 11:17 pm (UTC)“Oh,” Jackson said quietly, brows drawing in. “Are you saying ‘no’ now? You can always….”
“Look,” Cam said. “I’m not feeling put upon, or tricked, or coerced. Or anything.”
“Maybe left out?”
Cam bit his lip. “That’s not fair. Anyone would feel….”
“We know.” Jackson jiggled Cam’s knee. “That’s why I’m talking to you. We want this to be as good for you as we can make it.”
“That’s… real nice.”
Jackson laughed. “We want you to want to come back! We….”
Cam shook himself and put a finger to Jackson’s lips. “Whoa! You don’t have to say anything else.” He took his finger away and grinned. “We’re good.”
Looking pleased, Jackson rose gracefully to his feet. “Come inside, then. Jack’s waiting.”
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:22 pm (UTC)Re: Stargate SG-1, G rated portion of NC-17 fic *eg*
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Date: 2011-04-11 07:28 am (UTC);D - Very nice!
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:20 pm (UTC)Author: Don
Fandom: Smallville
Sitting on the couch Chloe laughed as Lois told her story. She couldn’t believe it and she couldn’t wait to tease Clark about it. Looking up as the boys entered the room she smiled at Clark and stood to go over to him.
“Clark!” she said, wrapping an arm through his as she grabbed Oliver’s hand.
“What’s going on?” Clark asked confused as to why Chloe was so happy to see him.
“Well Lois was just telling me about her exciting night tonight.”
Lois nodded, “Yeah I don’t know where you disappeared to Smallville, but it turns out I was wrong about Oliver.”
Oliver sighed, “Must we constantly relive this.”
Chloe smiled, “Yes. I can’t believe you’re not the Green Arrow! Then again you would think that that would be something you tell your steady girlfriend.”
Laughing Oliver shook his head at her antics before kissing her check and sitting down on the couch, “Well tell me more then,” he said with a dramatic roll of his eyes.
“Well it was lucky you showed up when you did Ollie,” Chloe replied sliding onto his lap, “Cause our hero was still around but it looks like Lois and Clark were way off base about him. The craziest part was he chucked a guy across an alley, right?”
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:25 pm (UTC)“Jesus, gone for ten minutes and already pulling knifes on me.” A deep, oh so familiar voice made Sam scramble to his knees, his wide eyes taking in the spiky blond hair, forest green eyes, full red lips and leather jacket.
“Dean.” His voice was barely a whisper, but it suddenly seemed loud on the silent street and his hands unconsciously wrapped themselves tightly around the soft leather beneath them. He tried to smell his brother’s scent as well as he was seeing him and the strong smell of rain he inhaled when he tried only served to remind him of where they were and the impossibility of Dean being there to begin with. “How— why are you here?”
Sam felt his brother’s chest rise and fall with a sigh and lowered his eyes to his hands, unable to stare at his everything while he punched his heart until it broke. “You didn’t think you were going to be able to get rid of me so easily, did you?” The words were joking but the softness in that husky voice was enough to make Sam face his brother again. Maybe he wasn’t losing him after all. Maybe.
(just have to say this isn't my bb, 'cause my bb is completely top secret... mostly because it's not finished yet... *cough*)
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:28 pm (UTC)And, no fair! *pouts* I have to show some of my bb because that's what I've been working on! D: D: D: *stomps foot*
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:32 pm (UTC)(And I know nothing of this fandom whatsoever.)
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:50 pm (UTC)(Adrianne played Jessica Moore. Rachel as in Rachel Miner, Meg #2)
Rachel doesn’t even blink, just tilts her head to the side and looks past Adrianne at Jensen. “Getting big sister to fight out battles, now?”
Jensen shrugs. He’s not happy about it, of course, but he’s had a couple few centuries to get used to his twin’s protectiveness. She did help their mother with his birth, after all, and Jensen supposes that Adrianne’s protectiveness is about the only maternal instinct the moon goddess possesses.
Besides, Adrianne’s not fighting for Jensen, but with him, so he takes a step to stand beside her as brother and sister, hunter and huntress.
Adrianne smiles, cold as winter, chin high. With a thought she calls her bow to her hand and her arrows to her back, not yet drawing them. “No matter how repulsive you are, you’re family and you would have been tolerated. However, you’ve made your intentions here obvious,” she says. “You’re a threat and you’re not welcome.”
“Easy, dearie,” Rachel taunts, tongue curling behind her teeth, looking for all the world like she’s amused by Adrianne’s warning. “Just a harmless game or two on my little sun god.”
“Your games are never harmless.” Chris says gruffly, appearing behind Rachel. He’s come prepared as well, his breast-plate gleaming, sword in his hand with fire licking at the edges of the blade. There’s no tenderness in his eyes for his full-blooded sister.
Rachel winks at Jensen then ducks away, running for the edge of the skyscraper. Adrianne’s the first to follow, her bare feet making no noise as she pursues her quarry. Chris is right behind her, the god of war at a strange armistice with Adrianne as they chase a common enemy.
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Date: 2011-04-10 11:56 pm (UTC)(Heh, Jensen is the sun god? :D:D)
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