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Loveathon! Make me write stuff!
I am cold, cranky, and my brain is hitching in that special way that tells me I probably shouldn't be at work right now. (Don't tell me to go home. Mornings are always the hardest, and at this point, it'd be HARDER for me to drag my ass the hour commute home than it would be to wait it out.)
Last year, I did pornathon. Y'all remember that. Well, it was so much fun, and with V-Day coming up, I decided to do a similar thing this year, only instead of porn, it's love.
So, gimme a prompt to write love for, and I'll do it. (Better than Laurell K. Hamilton, even!) In the spirit of the thing, I highly encourage you to give me prompts for love that our traditional Valentine's Day ignores: poly, ace, what have you. I will do fanfic if you request it, but keep in mind that it'll have to be a fandom we know. (Primarily: Justice League International and Unlimited, Empowered... my brain isn't working so hot right now, so just ask if we know it and I'll let you know. Superheroes, animated movies, and random books are your best bets.)
I can't promise speed, due to lack of Internet, but I'm hoping to have 'em done by Valentine's Day, after which I'm headed to New Orleans and out of range.
So! Loveathon! Make me write something gooshy, y'all!
--Rogan
Last year, I did pornathon. Y'all remember that. Well, it was so much fun, and with V-Day coming up, I decided to do a similar thing this year, only instead of porn, it's love.
So, gimme a prompt to write love for, and I'll do it. (Better than Laurell K. Hamilton, even!) In the spirit of the thing, I highly encourage you to give me prompts for love that our traditional Valentine's Day ignores: poly, ace, what have you. I will do fanfic if you request it, but keep in mind that it'll have to be a fandom we know. (Primarily: Justice League International and Unlimited, Empowered... my brain isn't working so hot right now, so just ask if we know it and I'll let you know. Superheroes, animated movies, and random books are your best bets.)
I can't promise speed, due to lack of Internet, but I'm hoping to have 'em done by Valentine's Day, after which I'm headed to New Orleans and out of range.
So! Loveathon! Make me write something gooshy, y'all!
--Rogan
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For Science!
Elisa collected Nikola Tesla merchandise. Action figures, movies, comics, sci-fi novels... if it had Tesla in it, she had it. For eight years running, she had dressed up as the genius every Halloween, each time showcasing a different one of his achievements. (Her homemade Death Ray, hung up with a simple 'Under Construction' sign, was a hit at all the parties.)
Niqolette was a budding biologist, slogging her way through her college debts as a lab tech under a racist boss. She also had a thing for pretty boys dressed as girls and vice versa.
They met at a Halloween party three years ago. Niqolette was dressed up as Charles Darwin, complete with Medusian beard. Elisa... well, she was Tesla, of course, with a real working Tesla coil this time a round.
For the first hour, they kept character and discussed the breeding habits of pigeons, Queen Victoria, and Thomas Edison (the cad). There was much stroking of false facial hair, sage nodding, and of course, demonstrations of the Tesla coil. (There was a reason Elisa got invited to all the best parties.)
In the second hour, they talked physics and biology. As they got more and more interested, they broke role until Niqolette was complaining about her job in language Darwin never would've approved of, and Elisa was sharing tips on spirit gum.
By the third hour, the party was starting to break up, and Niqolette and Elisa were still at it. Niqolette was bragging about her expansive collection of zombie movies; Elisa was lamenting the sad lack of Tesla in cinema.
“I've got a Tesla movie,” Niqolette said.
“The Prestige and Sanctuary? Already got them.”
“Oh no, you haven't got this one.”
Elisa's ears pricked. “What makes you so sure?”
“It's an amateur production from my old college. It's, uh...” She looked away and rubbed the back of her neck. “It's a steampunk zombie porno, actually.”
Silence.
“I was just an extra, plain old flesh-eating zombie henchman for Zombie Tesla, I can't act for--”
“I'd like to see it.”
“Yeah?”
“At your place.”
That was three years ago. You'll still see them now; just go to any Halloween party and look for Tesla.
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