Thursday - TV Tropes
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So today's Thursday and we've come to the end of my week. I'm going to leave you guys with the theme of TV Tropes - pick the name of a trope as your prompt, or get creative with it if you'd like.
Remember the community rules: five prompts at a time; you're welcome to post more when those are answered (please be kind to the code monkeys and don't go too crazy), no spoilers in your prompts til a week after release, warn in bold and leave space if there's a spoiler in your fic itself, and please use this format for your prompts (the last is for crossovers):
Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/author's choice, Names to run away from really fast
author's choice, author's choice, Irritation is the sincerest form of flattery
Supernatural/The Sting, Dean Winchester/Johnny Hooker, Bad guys play pool
And if you don't get caught by any of today's prompts, why not check out the lonely prompt archive at delicious?
tag=tvtropes
Remember the community rules: five prompts at a time; you're welcome to post more when those are answered (please be kind to the code monkeys and don't go too crazy), no spoilers in your prompts til a week after release, warn in bold and leave space if there's a spoiler in your fic itself, and please use this format for your prompts (the last is for crossovers):
Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/author's choice, Names to run away from really fast
author's choice, author's choice, Irritation is the sincerest form of flattery
Supernatural/The Sting, Dean Winchester/Johnny Hooker, Bad guys play pool
And if you don't get caught by any of today's prompts, why not check out the lonely prompt archive at delicious?
tag=tvtropes
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Date: 2010-01-28 07:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-28 11:09 pm (UTC)"Yeah... What for?"
"Just give me the damn coin." Dean took the slightly lint-ey ten cents from his brother, and scooted the chair across the room, and climbed up on it, using the dime to begin unscrewing the vent cover.
Sam realized a second later what he was up to, and scowled. "Dude, that only works in the movies."
"Why do you think they put it in the movies?" He held out the cover, and Sam, though he rolled his eyes as he took it, set it aside for Dean as he began pulling himself up into the ventilation.
And promptly stuck halfway into the metal ductwork. His voice was tinny and distant. "Shit. Wait, let me try this again." His legs flailed for a minute, and he managed to disappear about four more inches into the vent.
"You're never gonna get un-stuck if you keep going."
Sam couldn't help but feel a little vindicated when his brother's voice echoed faintly past his body. "Son of a bitch."
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Date: 2010-01-29 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-29 05:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-29 08:17 am (UTC)