Welcome to the Three Sentence Fic-A-Thon:
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This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like. Only one prompt per comment please.
When posting a prompt please format it this way:
fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence.
Lastly, please pimp this to your flist, I'd like as many as possible to come and participate!
Have fun!
If you have any questions ask them to the first comment.
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on 2010-01-17 05:58 am (UTC)Sneaking merchandise past security, hustling pool and poker, and thinking up names for the credit card applications are all much more fun.
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on 2009-12-31 10:26 pm (UTC)And finally the rain returns and they paint a picture with their words - it's one great circle and it's beautiful.
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on 2009-12-31 07:49 pm (UTC)Distantly, she felt the wet of hot tears pouring from her eyes, as blinding light poured with them, but it was the haunting notes of the amelodic wail that exploded most viciously within her consciousness, heralding the consummate unfurling of the time vortex before her, around her, within her.
The wail broke off only for a moment as she choked, "The Bad Wolf... She comes, Doctor," and it was then that she realized the noise was a howl, and it came from Rose herself.
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on 2009-12-31 08:11 pm (UTC)Pavel raised his eyebrows innocently and looked at the ceiling as he replied, "I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about - I may have mentioned something about you saving Cadet- ach, Captain Kirk... and maybe about how you defeated two armed Romulans in hand-to-hand combat with only a sword... and perhaps the fact that you volunteered to leap from a shuttlecraft to a drill platform with only a parachute and a sword, and could have died, and saved the day, and are big fencing hero... but, you know, was just amusing anecdote."
Sulu colored deeply and stared down at his plate for a moment; when he looked up, he was wearing a sheepish grin and reached across the table to muss Chekov's hair, saying, "You know, you're going to give me an ego bigger than Kirk's if you keep this up," with a wink.
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on 2009-12-29 08:04 pm (UTC)The next she can remember is every single spar, every single battle, from when she was four, picking up her first pair of fans, to when she is almost three hundred and has seen so many die that she will always have dreams, even if she lives to be a thousand.
And she knows, she knows, that she was born into the army, and she will die in the army.
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on 2010-01-14 11:08 am (UTC)Those mornings, Susan strokes her hair and whispers comforting litanies until Morgana calms enough to tell her what she dreamed; then, armed with knowledge, they prepare to circumvent destiny.
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on 2009-12-29 09:40 pm (UTC)i hope you like it, its my first attempt at any sort of fanfiction!
on 2009-12-30 04:39 am (UTC)It wasn't until he was faced with the reality of functionality and normality, that he realized that he wouldn't have it any other way.
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on 2009-12-30 12:06 am (UTC)The Galman ambassador bows low before her siblings and her, and she rests a hand on her right thigh as Peter's hand moves to his left hip.
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on 2009-12-29 10:54 pm (UTC)shameless angst. :)
on 2010-01-07 08:02 am (UTC)There are days he wishes he didn't have to battle the shadows in Tony's mind for his lover, but there are never days when he doesn't believe Tony is more than worth it.
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on 2009-12-31 06:39 am (UTC)After she leaves, Caspian begins fletching his own crossbow quarrels, but the dye on the feathers does not hold.
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on 2010-01-06 03:49 am (UTC)"Because then you'd be just like a man I knew in the twentieth century, who decided that might makes right and destroyed two and a half continents to prove it," answers Merlin patiently, "and you'd have a frightful revolution on your hands and I know I'd have to clean up after you."
Arthur shrugs and laughs, "My dear Merlin," he answers as he puts an arm around his shoulders, "you and I are a revolution."
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