Stump the Writer!
A -- Go to the list of my fic and pick out three lines from one of my stories.
B -- I will respond with the fic's title, without looking it up.
C -- If you stump me, you get a ficlet!
Sorry, but you cannot quote canon vs. fanon or any other meta. Or recs, for that matter. :)
I know I haven't written anything near the volume of Kellifer, and it's only one fandom (no, I'm not giving the link to my old LnC fic.) But still, come and play!
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There was a pause. “You are alive, Daniel Jackson.” Teal’c added in a thoughtful tone, “You do not seem to be very pleased about that, however.”
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Oh, go ahead and leave a prompt away. :)
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Howasabout Daniel and an unexpected use for chess (doesn't matter whether it's application of strategy, use of the actual pieces, braining Jack with the board...go nuts. *grin*).
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“We are, aren’t we?” His smile was shaky, but at least he was trying.
Can we play only once?
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Welcome to play as you'd like! Why not? :)
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“Yes, sir,” Jack said again, snapping a technically unnecessary salute before turning on his heel and striding out of the office.
Heee, I"m having way to much fun with this.
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Cause Hammond rocks. :)
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"Underwear," Jack added cheerfully,
Yeah way too much fun. I can stop if you want me to?
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(Because Selmac telling Sam not to wear her sports bra is totally in character.)
I'm offline now until Sunday morning, but continue to your heart's content. :)
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And we all know the Tok'ra a horny little buggers. Have a good weekend.
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