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ways_back_room2013-10-11 08:19 am
damncompass) wrote in ways_back_room2013-10-11 08:19 am
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Daily Entertainment, Songfic Edition!
Happy Friday, everyone! I hope you're all as excited for the weekend as I am. (Or at least excited for the next three days if you don't have a weekend per se.)
In honor of #ficfriday, I'm just going to throw out an oldie but goodie.
Song Prompts! Post in with your characters, and other muns can comment, either with a specific lyric, or something from a playlist on shuffle. Write a short (whatever you deem to be short, probably 2-5 sentance) fic based on the lyric.
Have at! <3
In honor of #ficfriday, I'm just going to throw out an oldie but goodie.
Song Prompts! Post in with your characters, and other muns can comment, either with a specific lyric, or something from a playlist on shuffle. Write a short (whatever you deem to be short, probably 2-5 sentance) fic based on the lyric.
Have at! <3
Dance Dance Revolution
The dance hall, full of the fighting, the mangled, and the dying, was collapsing piece by piece - there was too much damage, and too many people. Katya was never entirely clear on what exactly prompted this breakdown of the treaty - they had charged the hotel when the windows had exploded, knowing that at least two of theirs were inside, and one was the next Grand Sorceress. Reason enough.
But she spots Anton staggering, stumbling away out of the corner of her eye between blows traded with a Dark Mage, and Sveta is down (perhaps permanently, she can't tell, but no one screams like that about minor injuries). The world has dissolved into chaos, so Katya does what she does best - sticks as tight to Bear as possible, and deals out death and destruction to anyone set against them.