Dinosaur Monday!
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derekmetaltron, your delightful host for the next four days of prompting madness. Hopefully I've picked four themes which will get those plot bunnies hopping so let's get to it!
Today's theme is Dinosaurs! Those big terrible lizards dominated the Earth for a hundred and fifty million years so there's got to be some worthage in those right? From time travel excursions to Jurassic Park, from cutey Land Before Time models to a decidedly scary skeleton in A Night at the Museum, these Saurians mean business! Any fandom or crossover is fine so long as you can fit dinosaurs into the mix, alive or long dead.
Her of course are those pesky Prompt Rules via the great god Copy and Paste:
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derekmetaltron, your delightful host for the next four days of prompting madness. Hopefully I've picked four themes which will get those plot bunnies hopping so let's get to it!Today's theme is Dinosaurs! Those big terrible lizards dominated the Earth for a hundred and fifty million years so there's got to be some worthage in those right? From time travel excursions to Jurassic Park, from cutey Land Before Time models to a decidedly scary skeleton in A Night at the Museum, these Saurians mean business! Any fandom or crossover is fine so long as you can fit dinosaurs into the mix, alive or long dead.
Her of course are those pesky Prompt Rules via the great god Copy and Paste:
- No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. However, if one of your prompts is filled, you may prompt again!
- No spoilers in your prompts until 1 week after the original air/publication date.
- If there are spoilers in your response, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces. After that, it’s totally their fault.
- Remember to format your prompts appropriately and keep them to a reasonable length. For example:
- Doctor Who, Any Doctor & Any Companion(s), The Doctor tries dinosaur riding with varied success while his companion(s) find themselves in a tricky situation of prehistoric proportions.
- Jurassic Park, Alan/Ellie, The Island might threaten their lives but they still have each other.
- Torchwood/Primeval, Jack/Abby, "Sorry sweetheart, but Myfanway belongs to us."
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"Hey."
It's one word, just one word but Gabriel already knew Sam was about to ask him something he's been dying to know. Ever since Gabriel had joined up with this rag-tag band of rejects bent on saving the world, Sam had found a gold mine in the angel. A mine of knowledge so immense it took everything the human had not to ask inane questions all day out of sheer curiosity and a desire to know.
For the most part, Gabriel didn't mind. No one had ever really showed him so much intense attention before, such honest interest in him or what he's seen. It was a nice feeling, to be wanted, even if just for his knowledge.
"Yes, Sammy?" It was a bonus too that giving the man answers without too forceful of teasing meant that Sam allowed Gabriel the use of his nickname.
"So, seriously, what were the dinosaurs like?"
Gabriel blinked and laughed, throwing himself on the bed and across Sam's legs. "Ah, there it is! I knew they were gonna come up sometime."
Sam rolled his eyes and pulled his legs free, not wanting them to fall asleep under the angel's weight. "Yeah, alright, so? Are there really any left, like, hidden away?"
"Oh, man, no. Nope. Not a one. Mainly because they never existed, you know?" Gabriel said, tilting his head back to get a good look at Sam's face.
The human is frowning with that adorable puzzled expression and creased forehead. "What do you mean, never existed?"
"Just what I said, Sammy. Dinosaurs, they're just one of Dad's jokes. Not one of his best if you asked me but Dad didn't have much to go on back then either."
"But, what about all the fossils? Those are proof!"
"Yeah, proof that was planted by angels a long, looooong time ago."
Sam gave a great pout and crossed his arms. "Man...really?"
"Sorry to burst your bubble kiddo." Gabriel said, only slightly lying.
"Well, what about the Loch Ness Monster?"
"Oh, you mean, Nessi? Well, Sammy, why don't you grab the popcorn and I'll tell you a story about Nessi the Lake Monster."
Two questions in one day...hmmm...Gabriel supposed he could let it slide. Besides, he was still waiting for the day Sam asked him about zombies.
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Date: 2011-09-19 10:13 am (UTC)a little bit o'nuthin'
Date: 2011-09-19 02:51 pm (UTC)"I can't believe we're gonna do this," Sam keeps moaning. "I can't believe it."
Dean steps carefully between the motion sensors they've long since learned to detect and avoid. "You know what I can't believe? We're trying to kill a fricking dinosaur ghost. Why the hell do dinosaurs have ghosts?"
"They do say that dinosaurs were incredibly intelligent animals." Sam tosses him the salt. "Maybe they were sentient."
"So what, dinosaurs have souls now? Maybe there are dinosaur demons? Demon-sauruses?"
"Or dinosaur angels. Cas-saurus rex."
"Christ," Dean rolls his eyes as he starts pouring the kerosene. "Cause their egos ain't big enough. Hey Sammy, you wanna see my T-rex?"
"That'd be a no, Dean," Sam says flatly, firing up the flamethrower.
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Date: 2012-11-17 04:33 am (UTC)He did not expect to arrive, bright and early, at the Hub on his first day at work, and find the creature sulking in the corner of a large flight cage in one corner of the underground base. What a way to end the first day orientation.
"I thought you were sending it home," Ianto noted, looking at the thing, which darted an evil look his way, as if it recognized one of its captors.
"Sending that thing home would mean opening the Rift, and we can't afford that, in case more things came through," Jack said, coming to his side.
"So what do you intend to do with her?" Ianto asked.
"Keep it till we can find a way to send it back," Jack said. "In the meantime, you'll need to feed it, clean the cage, give it fresh water, and let it out for a fly at least once a day."
"She's not exactly a budgerigar," Ianto said, taking a half step back from the cage, as the dinosaur stirred her wings. "What have you been feeding her?"
"Well, she was eating the odd sheep or two in the countryside, but I've had some success with fish fillets, when she'll touch it," Jack replied. "She doesn't like me much.
"And when did we start calling this thing a she? Can't really tell what kind of equipment she's got, under the proto-feathers," Jack noted.
"She seems like a female to me," Ianto said.
The dinosaur perked her head up and shuffled to the side of the cage, putting out her long beak and taking a playful snip at the hem of Ianto's jacket.
"Oh yeah, and watch out: she likes to nip, and it's not exactly like getting bit by a budgie," Jack added, rubbing his shoulder, clearly remembering the wild ride she'd given him a few days ago.
"That's encouraging," Ianto muttered.
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Date: 2011-09-19 11:10 am (UTC)fill - Just too much
Date: 2011-09-20 09:34 am (UTC)“Don't say it!” Dean almost screamed and Sam quickly bit his lower lip. “Don't you say it. Last thing we need is Mr. Personality Disorder turning up. We barely got out last time. I am not going to proclaim my undying love for him again. I wanted to scrape off my skin to get rid of the dirty butt-raped-feeling I had after that.”
“Sorry. But ... Dean. Look at it!”
Dean carefully joined his brother, looking around the corner of the building.
“Holy crap!” he gasped.
“Uhu.” Sam retreated slowly. “What is going on? I mean ... how ... and why!”
“I'm pretty sure we know who's behind that.” Dean growled. “Why he did it, I don't know and I honestly don't care all that much.”
“What should we do?”
“Ah ...” Dean stepped back and pulled Sam with him. “Right now: Run!” He shouted at his brother and set off towards the Impala. They jumped in the car but the dinosaur came around the corner just when Dean wanted to start the engine. “Don't you touch my baby, lizard!” the older Winchester growled. The dinosaur looked at the car and moved towards them. The engine roared when Dean turned the key. He hit the gas and drove towards the creature. “Let's see who's stronger. You or me.” He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands. “I'm so sorry, baby.”
“Dean, don't ...”
The impact was enough to dent the impala and Dean hated the thing just a little more. But it was also hard enough to shove the small dinosaur out of their way so they could escape.
Dean pulled out his phone and hit the #2 on speed dial.
“Bobby. You won't believe it but we got dinosaurs.” he muttered. “Cas brought back the freakin' dinosaurs and honestly I wanna kill them all.”
“Dean we should ...”
“Shut up, Sammy. They hurt my baby. I'm gonna kill each and every one of them.”
“Dean” his brother shouted. “Watch out for the Triceratops!”
“Crap!” Dean steered to the left and tried his best not to hit the big creature.
“Oh, I believe it all right. I suggest we regroup and try to figure out what to do next. Get here as fast as you can, boys. Oh and I've got a bunch of the smaller varieties out back, so park as close to the house as you possibly can.”
“I'm gonna figure out a way to kill him.” Dean snarled. “I'm done playing nice. This is too much. Creatures trying to wreck my car. That's just too much.”
“Dean ... just drive” Sam sighed. “We'll figure something out later.”
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Date: 2011-09-19 11:10 am (UTC)What every Apocalypse needs (1/2)
Date: 2011-09-22 04:52 am (UTC)Half a dozen signs all pointed toward something big going down in a little, out-of-the-way town in Indiana, but the two day trip from a massive haunting in Winslow, Arizona (Dean couldn't resist) had them in town too late.
Sam and Dean were somber as the Impala rolled slowly into town and they noticed the complete lack of people and power. This was the first sign that something was wrong. The second sign was the giant appendage that slowly crashed down onto the street in front of them five blocks down.
It was a another day before the two brothers had made a workable plan to take the monstrosity down.
"Alright" Dean said, as if to reassure himself and Sam that this was doable. "Alright. We know it doesn't like holy water, and that it's not that smart. We have a water tower full of holy water-"
"Hopefully," Sam interrupted. "You know we've never blessed such a large amount before. It it were possible, don't you think-"
"We have a Tower Full of Holy Water," Dean interrupted in turn. "Now we just need the big fugly to get near it."
"I'm just saying, " Sam said, "that maybe we should wait for Cas and Gabe to get back from their quest-"
"When they said they might take a week or more?"
"-to be sure that it's blessed properly. We're not getting a second chance at this, Dean."
Dean kept his eyes on the monster, which seemed to be playing stack the blocks with half a dozen vehicles and getting upset when they fell, two cornfields away from their position. "If Cas and Gabe were here, they could probably just smite the bastard." Dean rationalized. "We'll try this, and if it doesn't work, then we go off and find somewhere with working cell towers to call them. If they're even in a place with reception. I know we can outrun the thing, and it's got a short attention span. It'll stay in town."
Sam sighed and nodded, merely playing devil's advocate to a plan he'd already consented to.
Dean pulled his gaze from the monster's disturbingly jiggly temper-tantrum to check over the weakened supports of the tower to the chains wrapped around the lower legs of the tower and further onto the two commandeered trucks waiting patiently to bring the whole thing crashing down. He grinned. "Alright?" He said a third time.
Sam rolled his eyes and nodded, crouching down near a pile of fireworks strategically placed in front of the doomed water tower and flipping open his lighter.
"Hey, guys!" Gabriel announced, causing Sam to jump and lose his grip on the lit lighter.
Sam blinked at him as the lighter bypassed the end of the carefully measured fuses and hit the twisted together base of half a dozen different firework launcher's fuses.
"Oops."
"RUN!"
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Date: 2011-09-19 06:01 pm (UTC)Amanda’s Antoine a mink, made more sense for an immortal’s daemon. He was small enough to slink through the shadows, beautiful enough to be a live fur collar, and vicious enough to fight during challenges.
Richie should have survived with his coyote daemon.
Adam Pierson, on the other hand, shouldn’t have. When Duncan had first met Adam he hadn’t noticed a daemon but had identified Adam as Methos. It made sense for Methos, the mythical immortal, to have a small deadly daemon that could go unnoticed for the most part. Maybe a spider or a snake.
What did not make sense was for Methos’ daemon to be a chicken. She would nest in Adam’s backpack and occasionally peck at other daemons if they annoyed her, but… well… she was a chicken.
It was rude to comment on another’s daemon (which was probably why so many of his Immortal opponents had tried to mock Caoimhe), but Duncan had had to bite back many a comment.
Richie hadn’t been so polite. “A chicken? No wonder you always run away from challenges. Hah!”
Adam would just glare and scoop Eve up into his arms. “The Watchers don’t recruit people with battle-ready daemons. They know better than that.”
“But Joe’s Emily is a wolf.”
“Joe is also crippled.”
“Hey,” Joe had interrupted.
Methos had shrugged an apology. But, “you know they wouldn’t have let someone with a wolf daemon in if they thought there was a chance that you’d interfere with a challenge. They made an exception for you because of your legs, and you know it.”
“Okay, yeah.”
The first time Duncan had seen Methos fight a challenge, he had been appalled. When Methos was Adam, his daemon was Eve, but when Methos was Methos, his daemon was Ku-Aya. Duncan had assumed that Ku-Aya would show some spectacular skill or talent. Would peck out her opponents eyes like Kanwulf’s raven had pecked out Caoimhe’s eyes in that first fight. Instead, Ku-Aya had nested down in Methos’ coat left on the ground, and Methos had finally ended the fight by stabbing his opponent’s daemon.
That streak of pure ruthlessness that allowed a man to attack a daemon, had made Cassandra’s accusations believable, but it still hadn’t made sense for Methos to have a chicken daemon. Cassandra refused to say anything about Ku-Aya.
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Date: 2011-09-19 01:15 pm (UTC)FTW!
Date: 2011-09-20 03:48 am (UTC)*sigh* Awesome...
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