Tuesday: Horror Movie Quotes
Aug. 2nd, 2011 10:05 amGreetings and salutations, guys!violet_eyes here, guest hosting this week; this entry is brought to you by the amazing
badfalcon, posting this on my behalf since I'm doing some volunteer work in a rural location right now where internet access is not all that great! (especially combined with the shifts I'm working, but let's not discuss that)
Today's theme is one that is dear to my heart...horror movie quotes. No, I'm not expecting you to put your characters in the movie, unless you want to that is - but movie quotes are a heck of an inspiration for ficlets of your own.
And I know we all know the rules, but here they are anyway:
1. No more than five prompts in a row, no more than three per fandom; if one of your prompts is answered, feel free to prompt again.
2. No spoilers in prompts until one week after the original air date. If your fill is spoilery, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
3. Format prompts like this - it makes life easier for the coders:
RPS, Chris/Jeff, "I thought he was biting you!" (28 Days Later)
Boondock Saints/Leverage, Murphy/Eliot, "Don't undo the straps." (The Exorcist)
4. Please keep prompts short and sweet - let whoever fills them tell the story!
Go write your brains out, people, and remember - get yourself a garlic T shirt, buddy, or it's your funeral. (Lost Boys)
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Date: 2011-08-05 03:03 am (UTC)He cannot help but lower his gaze under his brother's scrutiny (no longer a brother, no longer much of anything). His face burns with humiliation, bruises easily from the cold touch; does not heal.
Lucifer's hand falls to his side, skin peeling to expose the bloody spots beneath.
"Oh, Gabriel. When was it that you lost your grace?" he murmurs, disgust barely veiled beneath. His true voice escapes, Gabriel can feel the blood seeping from his ears but does not give Lucifer the satisfaction of him in pain.
His lips are just as cold, freezing his mouth shut for moments afterward; even when his body blazes with white hot heat. The Devil plays at the shadows of his wings; long ago tattered, weak tissue paper.
Gabriel can remember his fall as clear as the day God created him (the memory fading more with every required breath). He fell for love of humanity, he fell to kill his brother.
He fell and failed, his lips forever frozen shut.
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Date: 2011-08-02 09:25 am (UTC)Skills (Mal/Inara, PG)
Date: 2011-08-02 09:38 pm (UTC)“Oh honestly Mal, how stupid do you think we are?” Inara asks, giving him a look that clearly states just how stupid she thinks he is.
“Never hurts to assume someone's a fool when you're teachin' them to shoot. Might hurt plenty not to.”
“But I'm not foolish,” River says, from his other side, turning and waving her gun at Jayne, who's agreed to play teacher with Mal for the day. “This isn't even loaded.”
Jayne instinctively ducks away from her anyhow. “Gorram, girl, that don't mean you gotta point it at me! You never point a gun at someone 'less you're planning on shootin' them, don't you know that?”
River tilts her head, considering. “You do it all the time.”
“Yeah, well, I feel the need to shoot people a lot.”
“Captain does too,” she says, turning back to Mal, but she seems to have learned her lesson, keeps the gun lowered.
“Do as we say, not as we do, little one,” he tells her. “You may be a genius, but sometimes you gotta play by the rules, dong ma?”
She sighs but nods, and Mal lets his attention swing back to Inara. “No, no, not like that...here,” he says, moving behind her and sliding his arms around her, hands over hers, correcting her stance. “See?” he asks, trying not to be distracted by the scent of her hair. “Steadies your aim that way.”
“I know how to aim, Mal,” she says, turning her head slightly to look up at him. “I'm quite proficient with a bow; they require aim and steady hands as well.”
She might be correcting him, but it hasn't escaped his attention that she's not making any effort to move away from him. “Swords and now bows – didn't they teach you girls any useful skills in that Companion house of yours?”
The corner of her richly painted mouth rises, and her voice drops into that silky purr she's got. “Trust me, I have skills you've never even dreamed of.”
“Think you might just be underestimating my imagination,” he says, but she's won this time, and he's backing away just a bit too hastily.
“Can I learn Inara's skills instead?” River asks, flitting between them. “They sound so much more interesting.”
“Hey, I got skills too, you know,” Jayne offers, leering.
River turns to Mal. “Now can I shoot him?”
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Date: 2011-08-03 10:27 am (UTC)Gabriel, Dean, Sam, Castiel, PG-13
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Date: 2011-08-02 03:26 pm (UTC)*hee* I love that movie!
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Date: 2011-08-02 12:42 pm (UTC)Doctor Who, Any, "That's the trouble with my regeneration process, it makes everything so brittle. You never know what's going to drop off next." (Carry On Screaming#)
#(It totally counts; it was in the Top 100 Horror films thing they did. :-p)