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A history of the Cold War, told in lolcats & \0/ ([personal profile] sansets) wrote in [community profile] rat_jam2007-03-27 12:01 am
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Let the Promptathon Begin!

To join the battle, all you need to do is pick a prompt from below (any prompt, even if it's your own) and write/vid/manip/icon/draw/whatever the most creative bit of whatever you can create! And remember - PLEASE feel free to vid or icon or manip or do something non-written. We love ALL kinds of creative output equally!

When you've written/painted/made it, paste it into the comments here. Once you've done that, you can post it wherever else you want.

You may enter as many times as you like, so long as each entry is completely separate (not a series of linked pieces). Also, please do not link to old work - this should be something new, produced for the challenge, based on one of the prompts.

THE RULES

1. It must fit in one comment, so the limit is 4,300 characters (there's no minimum limit). It can be part of a longer piece that you may post elsewhere, as long as it's something new and based on one of the prompts, but all we want here is the part that you are most proud of. If you make art, if it's larger than 350 px wide, please use a thumbnail linking directly to the piece (directly to the artwork, not a post or site). The thumbnail can be up to 350 px wide, and 300 px high, and should include as much of the art as possible. If it is a vidlet or something else requiring dowloading, like a fanmix, please post the link to where we can download. Feel free to post a teaser image, but please confine yourself to the artwork preview rules.

2. Important! Please use the subject line of your comment to identify the snippet, like so: Title, prompt, rating (i.e. Fandom, Pairing, prompt word, rating system of your choice). For example, I might write: "Staying Awake, One Tree Hill, Lucas/Nathan, rain, R", or "The Sun Has Gone Down, Crossover, Torchwood/Stargate Atlantis, Jack/John, under fire, for all ages".

3. You have one week – the post will close for new entries next Sunday, April 1, at midnight eastern standard time. PLEASE be certain to check the World Time Clock to verify the deadline time in your area.

4. Don't forget that these prompts are only written as character one/character two for convience, NOT because of any requirement to make it a relationship story! Gen and friend are very welcome here. They can be interpreted in ANY WAY, so just imagine the FUN possiblities. You can take one prompt and write it, draw it, icon it, fanmix it, AND vid it. (Although if you have the time to do all of that in the week that these prompts are open, I might just have to kill myself out of jealousy :o) And you can use the characters in a different way each time. Don't be afraid to think outside the box!

5. Please don't post anything but your creations or feedback/feedback replies (to individual stories) here. If you've got any questions or comments, please leave them on this post right here, NOT on this post that you are currently reading. We'd like to keep this purely for the creative output (and feedback on the creations - readers/voyeurs, please do show the writers/artists much love for their creative offerings).

The prompts are right here
Thanks SO much to [livejournal.com profile] sageness for coding and lending hosting space on her site!


The prompts using only one character were listed first, followed by the prompts for more than one character. ALL crossovers are under both fandoms, so you don't need to worry about looking in multiple places for your crossovers - those listed under Smallville are the same listed under Supernatural, if you are looking for prompts for a Smallville/Supernatural crossover.

Finally! Warning: ALL ratings are acceptable here, from the things that you would show your aged grandmother, all the way up to to the things that would make a sailor blush. Use your own discretion, and please label your stories, art, and other creative output accordingly.

Thank you kindly!

rules stolen from [livejournal.com profile] oxoniensis and her AMAZING porn battle
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Comsets and Conspiracies, Vorkosigan, Miles-Gregor, hiding

[identity profile] keerawa.livejournal.com 2007-04-02 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
Imperial Auditor Vorkosigan stood on a large piece of paper covered with diagrams, notes, and contingency plans. Barrayaran terrorists still seemed the most likely suspects, but Cetaganadan operatives or Komarran revolutionaries might try to kidnap or control the Emperor of Barrayar.

He needed fresh information. Gregor had ordered the cameras in his quarters disabled years ago, but men were inserting sensors now. The comset beeped. Miles smacked the receive button, expecting a report.

Gregor's voice jerked him towards the screen. "What can I do for you tonight, Miles?"

"Gregor?" Miles studied the image of his Emperor and friend. Gregor appeared unharmed, a dark brown robe gaping open across his bare chest. If he was being coerced, there was no visible sign of it.

"I need to report to you on the Torren Peaks project, Sire. Can we meet tonight?" 'Torren Peaks' was code for Emperor under duress.

Gregor's forehead wrinkled. "I'm fine, Miles. Or at least I was until you started spewing code words at me. Is there something wrong?"

The pieces of the puzzle started rearranging themselves into a different scenario. One that was less menacing, but far more embarrassing. "You didn't answer when I called earlier, and your assistant wouldn't put me through. You always take my calls!"

Gregor shrugged, a hint of apology in his voice. "I'm married now."

Miles nodded. "I know. I was there." He waited for Gregor to explain.

Gregor waited, too. A flush slowly spread across his face and down his throat. "We were… busy," he finally hissed as he clutched his robe closed. "We just wanted a night together, man and wife instead of Emperor and Empress. Was that too much to ask?" His voice was angry, but something in Gregor's eyes suggested that, yes, it had been too much to ask, and he knew it.

Miles felt his own face heat. "I'm sorry," he muttered. "When you didn't answer, I assumed…" Miles gestured broadly, allowing the man who had lost both parents to the violence of Barrayaran politics to fill in the gaps.

Gregor buried his head in his hands and groaned quietly. "Has it ever occurred to you that you may be a bit paranoid?"

"Sometimes," Miles admitted, "but Mother assures me that it’s a perfectly rational response to Barrayaran stimuli."

Gregor chuckled dryly and emerged from his hands, looking calmer. "Alright. How many people now believe that I'm in imminent danger?"

"Well, I contacted Ivan first." Gregor nodded. "When he didn't have any information, I called on General Allegre. His agents and analysts are involved. I also had the head of Imperial Residence security scramble his men in case anyone tried to remove you from your quarters."

"Well, I suppose it’s a good thing that I called when I did." Gregor paused a moment. Miles watched possibilities flicker behind his eyes. "Give it another half hour, observe everyone's reactions, and then declare the drill a resounding success. Or a horrible failure. You decide."

Miles smiled. "Letting me off the hook?"

"Well, I can't have people thinking that my newest Imperial Auditor is twitchy, can I?"

Miles allowed himself a good, full-body twitch. Gregor coughed behind his hand. "Luckily they don't know you as well as I do. Just be sure you call off the commando teams," he joked.

Miles was sure nothing showed on his face, but Gregor stiffened. "Miles – commando teams?" he demanded incredulously.

"No, I didn't request any Imp Sec teams," Miles denied.

Gregor shook his head. "You had me worried for a moment there."

The secure message Miles had sent to Quinn requesting Sergeant Taura's strike team was still in Komarran space. It wasn't too late to intercept it.

"So, why did you com me in the first place?" Gregor asked.

"Oh, it can wait until tomorrow. Say hello to Laisa for me?"

Gregor's face relaxed into a fond smile. "I will. Goodnight, Miles."

"Sleep well, Gregor," he responded, hitting the disconnect button.

Miles' report should be meatier by then. Today he'd just had suspicions about which conservative Barrayaran terrorist groups were being leaked information from inside Imp Sec. Tomorrow he'd know which groups had displayed increased comset traffic when Miles kicked the hornet's nest.
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Re: Comsets and Conspiracies, Vorkosigan, Miles-Gregor, hiding

[identity profile] leyna55.livejournal.com 2007-04-02 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
Vorkosigan fic - Yay!

Poor Gregor. It must be so trying to be around Miles *g* I adore sneaky paranoid Miles, who manages to turn an embarrassment into an intelligence coup.

Leyna (imagining the scene if Gregor hadn't called Miles just then, and snickering)
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Re: Comsets and Conspiracies, Vorkosigan, Miles-Gregor, hiding

[identity profile] keerawa.livejournal.com 2007-04-02 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you, Lenya!

Miles, when switched all the way on, is enough to drive anyone bonkers.

Re: Comsets and Conspiracies, Vorkosigan, Miles-Gregor, hiding

[identity profile] rubynye.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, *Miles*. This is AWESOME!
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Re: Comsets and Conspiracies, Vorkosigan, Miles-Gregor, hiding

[identity profile] keerawa.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks, Rubynye! Ths was my first run at this fandom, so I'm glad it worked for you.