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Well, we're coming to the end of the week and our last theme is... the Future!  No, no, I don't mean a week or a year from today.  I'm talking the Jetsons, or Firefly, or even post-apocalyptic "damned dirty apes" future.  Think you can handle it?  Show what you think is going to happen hundreds or thousands of years from now with your favorite characters/pairings.

As always, follow the rules: 

* No more than three prompts from one fandom
* No more than five prompts in a row
* Keep spoilers out of the prompts until a week after air-date
* If your prompts get answered feel free to leave new ones
* Have fun and be nice! Remember to thank you ficprovider should your prompt get answered!


Remember, please be kind and gentle to our codemonkeys by prompting correctly.  (see above Planet of Apes reference? We do not want that on our hands. ;-)  ): 

Leverage/Firefly, the team, "To the black"

Criminal Minds, Reid/Morgan, the hovercraft seems to be on the fritz again



As always, if you don't see anything that captures your interest please take a look at our lonely prompts.

theme=futuristic

Date: 2010-06-03 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragonbetween.livejournal.com
Leverage; Alec/Eliot; They steal a mirror and end up in the future

Filled: Colorblind

Date: 2010-06-04 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaylynnkie.livejournal.com
It wasn't the most difficult job they'd done together. To be perfectly honest, everything went smooth as could be. Except for Hardison not shutting the fuck up on the comm.
“I'm just sayin' if you're gonna get up at three in the morning, then shut off the lamp. And the door! Why don't you ever shut the door?”
“Hardison, I-”
“No, man. No. See, that's not cool. If you ask me, I think it's the least you could do. Why can't you manage that?”
Alec kept going on and Eliot gripped the mirror more tightly. If that man wasn't so incredible in bed, he would have beaten him to a pulp by now.
“Why are you mumbling? You know I can't hear that.”
“Apparently, I don't know anything,” he snapped wrenching the van door open. “Shut up and let's go.”

cont. here (http://kaylynnkie.livejournal.com/16731.html)

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