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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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Think, Boys. Think. [The Music Man, Marian Paroo/Harold Hill]
ii. He’s never stuck around to see what happens to a town after he’s taken what he can, but the curtains in the librarian’s window are blue, like smoke, and somehow that’s all to get his foot stuck in the door.
iii. The music is objectively terrible, but it’s music, and one by one parents cheer for their boys while Marian grins; she knew all along it was a band.
Re: Think, Boys. Think. [The Music Man, Marian Paroo/Harold Hill]
The Last Unicorn, Schmendrick
When he was shanghaied into working for Mommy Fortuna, his feelings were similarly lukewarm. He loathed the witch and her squat, scowling henchman for their own lack of charm, but the work itself made him feel little. People would see what they wanted to see, then go home and laugh in their crowd about how silly it was that anyone could have thought a lamed and toothless lion to have been a real manticore.
The unicorn was different though, real and shining as the moon. He had to fumble out the lie that he saw only a white mare when Mommy asked, barely able to wrench his eyes from her horn. The next day, after the unicorn had been outfitted with illusions that would make the unbelieving eye see, well...
Schmendrick had seen enough smoke and mirrors and noise to know the cruelty of watching a crowd weep over a unicorn they could only see for a false horn.
Re: The Last Unicorn, Schmendrick