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rthstewart) wrote2018-12-09 03:03 pm
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Three Sentence Ficathon
UPDATE! EDIT!
We're running into the Dreamwidth comment limits so all new prompts should be posted here Keep responding to and filling already posted prompts here, but all new ones should go to the new thread!

We're running into the Dreamwidth comment limits so all new prompts should be posted here Keep responding to and filling already posted prompts here, but all new ones should go to the new thread!

Someone did this banner for me a couple of years ago. It's great, isn't it?
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caramelsilver ran one last year on Livejournal and I did two over here a few years ago. We'll keep it open until January 31, 2019 which should give everyone time to play a little. This is a delightful part of the online fandom community.
What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.
What do I do first?
You post prompts! When posting a prompt please format it this way:
fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence.
Only one prompt per comment please. So, for example,
Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, I don't like sand."
What else?
You answer other posters' prompts in three sentences (or more if you can't stop yourself) and fill as many prompts as you want, as many times as you wish. If you see that a prompt you loved has already been filled, go ahead and fill it again! Multiple fills of the same prompt are allowed and even encouraged! (We get really fun stories going this way).
Can I still post if I need more than 3 sentences? Or should I just abuse grammar in ways the English language never contemplated?
Yes. Yes.
But I'm not a member of Dreamwidth
No problem. You can comment anonymously or through open ID
Can anyone play?
Yes! Please signal boost this to your flist, followers, and any other places you frequent. Come one, come all!
The more people who come and play, the better!
Can I spread the word?
Yes, please. I'd love to create a nifty banner with an embed code but I fail at it. So if you create one, I'll post it and everyone can use it.
How long will it go?
Tentatively, we'll close it on January 31, 2019.
Are there any rules about cross-posting?
Nope, you can post wherever you want, whenever you want. A lot of folks collected their responses together and posted them on AO3 under the 3 sentence fiction tag. 3SFs are a terrific prompt for remixes and could be helpful for Yuletide bears, too.
What about spoilers, content warnings, triggers, pairings, ratings, tags, and squick?
I thought about this. It wasn't an issue the last 2 times I ran this but times change. In my experience, this typically gets too big, moves too fast, and the stories are too short for content warnings and ratings. You should assume spoilers are fair game and that the initial poster and responder have opted to use no content warnings or tags. I've found personally that I can skim by stuff that, from the prompt, I can tell isn't my favorite flavor of delicious cake. Use your best judgment and be prepared to skip over things that aren't your thing.
And here, have some icons!

I'll start things off...
Edit to add on 12/18/2018 Please check out this update here. And this friending meme if you're so inclined here.
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The alarm had been sounded by way of klaxons and flashing green-and-purple lights as Lucy flung herself through the Dawn Treader's zero-G corridors, narrowly dodging frantic crewmembers until she finally reached the ship's command centre.
"Fly away!" wailed the man they'd found floating through the darkness of space only hours before. He waved a hand toward the screen, where a celestial rock was being consumed by a black hole, "It's the Planet Where Dreams Come True!"
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"My dear Captain Bennet" said his own navigator to him one day, “have you heard that Captain Bingley has berthed a fine ship, the Netherfield Park , at the port and I am thinking of what an excellent thing it is for our five navigators; therefore you must visit him as soon as he comes.”
“I see no occasion for that - you and the girls may go, or you may send them by themselves, which perhaps will be still better Captain Bingley might prefer you."
"My dear, you flatter me. I certainly have had my share of spacefaring but I do not pretend to be any thing extraordinary now for when a navigator has five grown up navigators, she ought to give over thinking of her own adventures."
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"Us elves are children of the stars," says Legolas, laughter in his eyes as he leads the both of them onto the gleaming metal vessel. "What worldly sea could ever compare to the one beyond the sky?"
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Here Victor's long hair floats around him even more prettily than it ever could on Earth, as he spins in the air and then checks the rotation, coming down to the ice gently. Not too gently - it wouldn't do to float back up as he holds his edge in a graceful arabesque - but softer, and maybe he'll keep his health for longer; unless (Yakov tries not to think) he becomes the first to figure out how to use the ship's lighter gravity for even higher and harder jumps.
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King Again (BBC's Merlin)
"Look, it's not my fault," Merlin protested, gesturing out the window at the field of stars and the rest of the small fleet of evacuation ships, "England may always call upon their Once and Future King, you swore it - we swore it - and these people may have left Earth behind but they call this England and they brought their land and even our castles with them!"
"Then it seems we have work to do." Arthur said with a tiny smile; the dubious look in his eyes remained, but he gave a firm nod and his jaw tightened in the determined cast Merlin had seen so many times before.
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(Anonymous) 2018-12-13 05:12 am (UTC)(link)So it turns out Guardians aren't tied to Earth, they're tied to humanity, and there's a big freaking difference between the two once the Space Age truly gets underway. It's probably a good thing, in retrospect, considering two of the original Big Four are aliens to begin with, but Jack's not - Jack's originally a weather spirit - and yet, here he is, on a colony ship, protecting the oblivious folks inside.
He punts a Dream Pirate off the hull, grumbling under his breath - he misses Earth, he misses air and water and the sheer amount of space available when you can roam an entire planet - but it's going to be years until he can return, until another Guardian can take his place out here in the stars, and until then - well, there's a lot more creepy nasties out here than just Pitch and his Fearlings and Nightmares, and say what you will about all the things Jack left behind, he certainly won't be bored any time soon.
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(Anonymous) - 2018-12-15 02:04 (UTC) - ExpandBounty Hunters in Space, aka the Killjoys/The Adventures of Brisco County, Jr. crossover nobody aske
All of that was interesting, of course, but what really made Johnny burn with curiosity was the question of why all attempts to communicate with their ship were met with odd patterns of seemingly unintelligible horse noises which all three of them (especially their leader) spent a lot of time having conversations and arguments with even though hacking their systems showed there was no AI installed at all, so while Dutch and Dav kept Dixie, Brisco, and Bowler distracted with shop talk and a few bottles of the good stuff brought along for the occasion, Johnny snuck away to have a peek around their bargain bin junker docked in the bay next to Lucy.
Most of the ship was the same strange mishmash of old (some of it really, really, hella old) and new tech that Johnny had come to expect from its owners, but the cockpit interior was a big surprise as he toggled open the door to find a room where all the seats had been removed and replaced with a horse lounging in a custom grav-harness and watching skiff racing vids on the main screen while monitoring comm traffic on a few of the smaller ones, which Johnny only had a moment to stare at before the horse gave an irritated grunt and stomped on a floor-mounted switch, slamming the door closed once more and locking it, leaving Johnny muttering, "Okay, this just raises more questions," to himself in the hallway.
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The 100, Monty
Earth was the place where he’d formed his relationship with Harper; yet it was also the place of his experience with the Mountain Men, where he’d assisted Bellamy and Clarke in ending them, leading to Maya’s death and the deterioration of his friendship with Jasper before he took his own life, where he’d thought he was forced to kill his own mother after she fell under the influence of ALIE, only then to find out there was a way she could have been saved.
On Earth, Monty’s confronted with these memories every day; maybe in space, he can be happy again.
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“I told you,” Mulder pointed out.
Scully shot him a withering look. “So help me God, Mulder, if we ever get home I’m going to shoot you in a much more delicate place this time.”
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It was in the galactic year 3315 that Jean Valjean, formerly PT#24601, was released from his nineteen-year-long captivity in the prison-ship Toulon. The stone-faced prison guard snapped a yellow band around his wrist -- ("temporary identification, until they reenter you into the system") -- and so they set free him from one cage and let him into another.
Four years later, Monsieur Madeleine rubs his thumb against the cuffs of his long sleeved shirt, pretends it's just stiff cloth that's cutting into his wrist, and goes out to greet the inspector newly assigned to the floating city of Montreuil-sur-mer.
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The man with the same face as Crowley spins a metallic stick in his fingers, shining it this way and that. As they stand in the dark echoing guts of an alien planet, Aziraphale glances at the big blue police box beside them.
"Does it play Queen?"
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“This is Illyria,” answered the worthy captain, but of course the name meant nothing to her.
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