Cosplay Monday
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sharpiesgal and I’ll be your lovely host for this week.
My first theme will be cosplay. Prompts should have some relation to costumes, costume creation, costume contests, etc.
The rules are as follows:
1. No more than five prompts in a row.
2. No more than three prompts in a fandom.
3. No spoilers in prompts.
4. If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the juices flowing:
-Iron Man, Tony Stark, he likes to dress up as Captain America and go to conventions
-Burn Notice, Michael/Fi, spies often times have to create disguises on the fly
-The Sentinel, Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg, going undercover at the Emerald City Convention as costume contest judges
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sharpiesgal and I’ll be your lovely host for this week.My first theme will be cosplay. Prompts should have some relation to costumes, costume creation, costume contests, etc.
The rules are as follows:
1. No more than five prompts in a row.
2. No more than three prompts in a fandom.
3. No spoilers in prompts.
4. If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the juices flowing:
-Iron Man, Tony Stark, he likes to dress up as Captain America and go to conventions
-Burn Notice, Michael/Fi, spies often times have to create disguises on the fly
-The Sentinel, Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg, going undercover at the Emerald City Convention as costume contest judges
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompts at delicious.com/commentfic and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
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Date: 2013-08-26 05:30 am (UTC)Because he *so* would...
Date: 2013-08-26 06:13 pm (UTC)"No, you ask him. I'll get the camera ready..."
Tony smirked as he eavesdropped on his adoring public. Pepper was going to kill him (if Steve or Fury didn't manage to do it first) but he was having the time of his life at the Avenger Convention. And nobody from the team had realised it yet...
"Um, ex-excuse me?"
"What can I do for you," Tony asked, turning.
"I - I think your costume is awesome. I'm just wondering if you could tell me what material went into it? It looks exactly like the suit that Cap wears," said a costumed teen, gazing intently at all the places there should have been seams or stitches.
"I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you. National security," Tony joked.
The spangly-costume-clad teenager glared at him. "If you win the cosplay contest there is no justice in the world."
The two whisperers Tony had heard minutes ago approached him, one wearing a red wig and a jumpsuit, and one in a pretty decent homemade Iron Man costume that Tony was weirdly gratified to see.
"Excuse me, sir?" Iron-man-kid asked.
"Want a photo to remember me by?" Tony asked, quirking a smile.
The kid nodded and they posed together for a few snaps. Then Tony made the kid show him the pictures, and he doctored them slightly - thankful that this kid had parents clever enough to buy a Stark Phone rather than the fruitbasket handsets so many people had these days.
"Sir? May I ask you..." the kid asked nervously. Tony nodded, handing the phone back to his friend. "A-Are you Iron Man?"
"Of course not! Can't you see I'm cosplaying Captain America?"
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Date: 2013-08-26 07:48 am (UTC)gen, disturbing
Date: 2013-08-26 04:18 pm (UTC)(So, I was going for creepy. I'm not sure how well I succeeded. Warnings for mentions of death and violence. )
Mustn't be too old, or too short, or too pretty, or too hideous. Any of those draws attention, and mustn't draw attention until the time is right.
Mustn’t have too much family; mustn’t have too little. Maybe a few siblings, the better to get lost in the shuffle, or maybe no siblings at all so that no one notices when things go slightly off.
Mustn’t be too loud or too quiet; mustn’t have friends.
Perhaps a job; perhaps not. What is the endgame this time?
This time, there is a shadow blending in on a tree branch, on the far side of the playground.
This time, the endgame is to sow as much horror as possible in as short a time as possible.
This time, the meatsuit is a pretty little cherub, beloved darling of the town.
This time, a shadow whispers, don’t you want to play? in little Annie’s ear, and little Annie’s curls bounce as she nods her head, giggling with her new friend, and when little Annie turns, her eyes are as black as her new kitten’s fur.
That evening, the massacre in the heart of America makes the news on every channel, and little Annie no longer has a kitten to cuddle until she sleeps.
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Date: 2013-08-26 08:03 am (UTC)Bones, Sweets + Zach, Gorgomon - PG, gen
Date: 2013-08-26 04:38 pm (UTC)(In case things aren't clear, see this after reading.)
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"So, Zach," Lance asks cheerfully, sitting down across the table, "how was this week?"
"It was quiet, Dr. Sweets," Zach answers solemnly.
Lance smiles at him, pulling out a notepad and a pen. "Have you thought about what I told you, about the master and logic?"
"Yes," Zach says, nodding. "The Master's logic was flawed. I have realized several points his logic failed."
"The master," Lance tells him. "Don't capitalize it in your mind, Zach. He wasn't your master; he was just a man, as fallible as every other man."
Zach nods again, tilting his head as he thinks about that. Lance waits, gently tapping the pen against the paper. After a moment, Lance says, "Tell me about these points of failed logic."
He takes no notes; he simply listens.
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After their session is done, just before Lance unlocks the door, Lance asks, "You still don't want Dr. Brennan to know?"
Zach shakes his head.
"Okay," Lance says, "if you're sure. I'll see you in two weeks, Zach."
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That night, Lance flips through the Gorgomon file again, putting a few jotted lines in at the back, for this week's session.
Just before he closes the file, he glances at the picture of Gorgomon sprawled on the ground, Booth's bullets in his chest. He taps his finger against Gorgomon's head, smiling.
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(The apprentice is expendable.
Gorgomon’s name was Will Daniels, he lived off his master’s funds, he had no job, had no friends, had no life.
Gorgomon was a nobody, an invisible man, angry at history for not seeing him.
Gorgomon is both senile and dead; the apprentice is locked away.)
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Lance Sweets sleeps easily, and in the morning, he goes to work, profiles on demand for Booth and Brennan, eats a quick lunch, interrogates a suspected killer for Booth, jots down a few ideas for his next book, counsels an agent, has dinner with Daisy, takes a shower, reads a couple case files for tomorrow, and heads to bed.
Life's pretty good and he already knows who's next.
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Date: 2013-08-26 09:39 am (UTC)Feel free to substitute another alien
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Date: 2013-08-26 09:44 am (UTC)need galaxy quest icon
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Date: 2013-08-26 01:56 pm (UTC)Bones/The Crow, Sweets, anything involving Sweets and the crow (seriously, his makeup in Mayhem on a Cross? Dude.)
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Date: 2013-08-26 01:59 pm (UTC)Harry Potter, author’s choice, Harry Potter died with his parents. The person living with the Dursleys’ is an amnesiac Tom Riddle – and getting the Hogwarts letter wakes him right up. What does he do with this second chance?
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Date: 2013-08-26 02:00 pm (UTC)Prince of Persia: Sands of Time (2010), the princes, an heir, a spare, and a gutter rat dressed in finery he’d never expected to wear
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Date: 2013-08-26 02:00 pm (UTC)Bones, Sweets, the apprentice is expendable – and so is the man terrorized into pretending to be a serial killer who gets shot by the FBI (and you wait, held for 72 hours, and inside you smile, showing all your teeth, and once you’re released, you’ll never be suspected again)
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Date: 2013-08-26 02:05 pm (UTC)Bones, Sweets, he wonders if he'll ever stop feeling like a little kid, dressed in his dad's clothes, pretending to be man (and Dr. Brennan makes another snarky comment about psychology, and Agent Booth laughs about Sweets' age, and 20 years ago today he was removed from his biological father's 'care' - but Lance just smiles at Brennan and Booth, and he wears his professional clothes, and he fakes knowing exactly what he's doing because he is alive)
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