Mar. 27th, 2011

lolmac: (no coffee)
[personal profile] lolmac
Goodness, things seem to be quiet out there.

Who's awake?  Who's writing?  And has Who been caught by the Time Chicken?
[identity profile] dbskyler.livejournal.com
Hour 42. The Ultimate Hour of Life, the Universe, and Everything. Even the Time Chicken trembles at this hour.

The webbed feet of the Rush Penguin rustle in the distance, lit by the green glowsticks.

What will happen next?
lullabymoon: Number One looking off screen (Default)
[personal profile] lullabymoon
Good Morning/evening/whatever time of day it is for you, Campers! I'll be your mod for the next few hours.

How are things going?
lolmac: (better with penguins)
[personal profile] lolmac
Things were quiet.

Too quiet.

The fic writers could not hear -- or could they? -- the sounds of small, determined webbed feet flapping on ice floes.  They could not hear -- really, they couldn't -- the evil clucks and cackles as the Time Chicken plotted its hideous plots.

They could only hear the clicking of the keys as the words poured out -- for some, a deluge; for some, a steady flow or a slow trickle; for some, long dry passages culminating in a sparkling fountain of words, gleaming and glittering like an overextended metaphor.

So, um.  How ya doing?
[identity profile] dbskyler.livejournal.com
Words have been written! Dinner has been made! What will the next hour hold in store? Only the Time Chicken knows for sure.
lullabymoon: Number One looking off screen (Default)
[personal profile] lullabymoon
Hows the writing going? 
lolmac: (Default)
[personal profile] lolmac
Late post!  I was AFK.  YKWIM?
lullabymoon: Number One looking off screen (Default)
[personal profile] lullabymoon
Ooops, your mod was distracted by the antific. How is everything coming along? 
lullabymoon: Number One looking off screen (Default)
[personal profile] lullabymoon
Ooops again. At least this time the distraction was betaing fic.

We're now officially 3/4 of the way through this round! How is everyone getting on? Breaking for lunch/bed/breakfast?
lullabymoon: Number One looking off screen (Default)
[personal profile] lullabymoon
Clearly this is a day for me being distracted. Just as well it's my last hour posting then.

In the meantime, has anyone had any success? 
[identity profile] isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com
 This is only a quick post cause my muse is writing up a storm. Tell me how you're muse is going, plus I have penguin's  and drunk penguin's for anyone who needs them : D
[identity profile] isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com
 So another hour has passed, like sands of our lives.... Sorry but this is what happens when I have working muse : D but shhh don't scare it away.

Now how'd this hour go? Any other than me get any writing done? Anyway need a penguin, or a glowstick? Drop a comment, let someone (aka me : D ) know  : D
[identity profile] isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com
 
Hi everybody. Now tell me, is anyone else still awake or just me, lonely Australian, here typing away : D

Drop me a comment and let me know. And while you're at it why not tell me how you're going if you need anything. I have most things in my handbag of tricks : D
[identity profile] isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com
 
Another has passed and now is that time.... the time to tell me how you've been doing and for me to wave around my bag of tricks so drop me a comment and let me know how you're doing : D
lolmac: (where's my cake?)
[personal profile] lolmac
*dramatic music thrums and resounds*

Oh no!  Can it be?  Truly?  Yes!  The end of fic_rush is looming ahead of us!  The horror! The horror! The chickens!  The penguins!

It's true.  We have only two more hours in which to save the planet, cure cancer, rescue the Innocent, and, especially, write crack fic.

Who's still here with us, for this last, brave, heroic stand?
lolmac: (grave danger)
[personal profile] lolmac
This is your final hour.

Make it count.


And here, in hopes of inspiring others, is the only bit of writing I've managed all weekend:

* * * 

Tempus Pullus



What did you say it’s supposed to be?”

“Well, according to the legend the elder was telling me, the ritual meal is supposed to grant us protection against the evil of the tempus pullus.”

“The what?

“You don’t have to shout like that, Jack,” Daniel said patiently. “The Time Chicken.”

“The what?

under the cut . . . )
 
[identity profile] isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com
 Well this is my last hour here and I think I'm posting late but you can't blame me cause I'm watching the Amazing Race : D

Anyway in honour of my last hour drop me a comment and tell me how your fic writing is going : D
lolmac: (BRB)
[personal profile] lolmac
Go to this post and brag about what you accomplished!  Or go on writing, and brag later.  Or both!

Also, feel free to post further crackfic there.
[identity profile] pitry.livejournal.com
The Time Chicken was staggering slowly away, defeated.

There was much rejoicing.

The Rush Penguins were nibbling at lost word.

There was much rejoicing.

[livejournal.com profile] dbskyler had modded fic_rush twice.

There was much rejoicing.

But!
Will there be much rejoicing for the next 5 hours?
[identity profile] pitry.livejournal.com
We can't stop here! This is Time Chicken country! Also, we have 4 hours left.

How's everyone doing?
[identity profile] pitry.livejournal.com
We don't need no drunken penguins!

Actually, we do. I think that's what's gonna make any fic better. Have some drunken penguins in it.

I'm off, at any rate. G'night my lovelies, and enjoy your penguins!

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