Getsuyobi - Prompt is the First Line
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Inspiration comes in funny ways, doesn't it? We're all here because we love to write, but sometimes we just need a prompt - a beginning. So today your prompts will be the first line. Give your writers a push out of the gate and see where they run with it!
As always, obey the rules:
Feed the overworked codemonkeys correctly formatted prompts:
If you don't see a beginning you'd like to continue, head back to our Lonely Prompts and give them a happy ending instead.
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Inspiration comes in funny ways, doesn't it? We're all here because we love to write, but sometimes we just need a prompt - a beginning. So today your prompts will be the first line. Give your writers a push out of the gate and see where they run with it!
As always, obey the rules:
- Three prompts per fandom, and no more than five total. If one of your prompts is filled, you may post another.
- No spoilers for new shows/seasons until at least one week after airing.
- If your fill contains spoilers, please warn for it and leave enough space for people to pass by.
Feed the overworked codemonkeys correctly formatted prompts:
- Supernatural, Dean/author's choice, It was the last person Dean ever expected to see through the peephole of the motel room door.
- Fringe, Peter/Olivia, "We're going to have to talk about this sooner or later."
- Heroes/Nu!Trek, Peter Petrelli/Jim Kirk, Peter couldn't help but wonder what his mother would say right now.
If you don't see a beginning you'd like to continue, head back to our Lonely Prompts and give them a happy ending instead.
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Date: 2011-01-25 02:30 am (UTC)"At least I never got you kidnapped by the Genii." Parrish replied with a dark look into Lorne's direction.
"Technically if you hadn't volunteered to help Corrigan and Stackhouse that week-"Ree began but Parrish's absolutely deathly look made him shut up.
"How long do you think theyre to need to cut down the tree?" Cadman asked. Her arm was bloody because she had been hit by a spear earlier when she had tried to escape to a neighbouring tree.
"Hopefully long enough that someone comes to rescue us." Lorne answered. Sheppard was going to have a field day with this.
"And by the way I'll have you known that my track record in getting you into trouble comes only third after McKay and Corrigan." Parrish sounded testy when he said it.
"Yeah, well, it has to be hard for a botanist to get a solar system blown up." Reed grinned.
"Don't be like that," Cadman intervened:" Thanks to Davey, we're all married to each other." She grinned cheerily.
"Yeah, you never mention all the good things that happened to us thanks to me." Parrish pointed out to Lorne.
"I had to vow my firstborn to the Javarians, remember that?" Lorne asked dryly.
"Unless you're cheating on me that's not going to happen."
"Too bad, I think you two would have an awesome kid." Cadman giggled.
"I still have scars from that time the Jessen wanted to burn us because you offended their sunflower goddess." Reed reminded Parrish.
"I said I was sorry!" Parrish protested.
"Didn't stop you from touching the Drakensang's sacred plant." Cadman added.
"Its not like they had a sign that said "Touching this plant will be punished with Death"."
"Rand of Helmkin didn't like you either." Lorne continued as if Parrish hadn't said anything.
"That wasn't my fault." Parrish said adamantly. Cadman giggled again.
"It isn't!" He told her. Reed and Lorne shared mystified looks.
"Why? I thought he didn't like you because he thought you were a warlock." Lorne frowned.
"You believed that?" Cadman rolled her eyes. Both Lorne and Reed looked offended: "Do you remember the cute guy with the dark curls and the great singing voice?"
"Garrin." Parrish supplied.
"Garrin, apparently he was a bit too nice to Parrish for Rand's liking." Cadman's grin was decidedly smug and Parrish had a pleased air around him.
"I bet that never happened to McKay." Reed muttered.
"You cut off a leaf of the Marken's singing plant, too." Cadman said before Lorne could ask why Parrish had never cared to tell him the true reason they had been forced to leave Helmkin.
"I'm a botanist, remember? Messing with plants is the reason I'm on this team."
"That's what Corrigan says, too." From about three feet from them, Stackhouse seemed to stand on air. Lorne silently thanked god that it wasn't Sheppard. Stackhouse never gossiped.
"I'm not as bad as McKay." Came Corrigan's protest from inside.
"Now, where have I heard that before?" Lorne asked, grinning at Parrish.
"Bite me, Major." Parrish muttered.
"Maybe later."
"I did not need to hear that." Reed protested.
"Shush, they're your husbands, remember?" Cadman replied gleefully: "Hey, does that mean I can watch?"
"Into the Jumper Lieutenant, or we leave you here." Lorne threatened.