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Fic Battle Entry - FIRE AWAY

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The first shot has been fired - the Fic Battle will now begin! Full rules and guidelines here (please note the sign-up addition and the last prompt deadline edit), but the quick version is here:

1) Author A replies to this entry with their writing preferences (from here) to start their thread. Minor changes are allowed to preferences, if needed.
2) Prompter 1 replies to Author A's thread with a prompt
3) Author A fills said prompt with at least 300 words of fic and posts it in a reply to Prompter 1's comment.
4) Author A moves on to Prompter 2.
5) Prompter 1 may now give Author A another prompt if they so choose, continuing on until prompts close on Thursday, June 21st at 10am EST (7am PST).
6) Authors have until Thursday, June 21st at 12pm EST (9am PST) to post their fills.

The author with the MOST fills will be the Winner! Any author who fills EVERY prompt they receive will be a Survivor!

A few additional notes:
** The length of the battle is for two reasons: A) varying free time for writing (a work-a-day writer or a weekender), and B) varying writing speeds (a tortoise or a hare).
** As the battle goes on, try to spread your prompts among the authors. If you see an author who has completed all their prompts and there's plenty of time to the end of the battle, help them out!
** No ideas for prompts? Use resources like unfilled prompts at various comment fic memes and fests (even other fandoms which could be adapted), or random story idea generators.
** Anonymous comments are screened for the duration of the battle. Please prompt logged in.

Questions? See the first comment thread below.


CEASE FIRE! The battle is now over! No fills posted past 12:00pm EST will count toward the final totals. Masterpost with winners, survivors and breakdown will go up by tomorrow at noon.

Authors may continue to fill their prompts, just for fun, if they wish! And prompters, please continue to feedback. :)


Jun. 16th, 2012 09:53 pm (UTC)
At this point the only thing he could think to do was to wait for her to get back in her room. Her room wasn't exactly off limits; she'd often throw little, spontaneous study parties in her room and cut up carrots or set out crackers when she wanted help with flashcards or just some company as she worked through her readings. But still, Troy knew that he was crossing a line.

He sat in her desk chair, his textbook for the Ancient Economies class he was taking open on his lap, and tried to concentrate. However, the late nights and early mornings on top of football practice had taken their toll, and Troy soon fell asleep.

Troy startled awake an indeterminate time later. Annie was standing in the doorway to her room, pointing a gun at him, with her mouth in a perfect O of surprise. His heart began to race triple time, and all the things that he had planned to say to her deserted him. Carefully, she placed the gun in her handbag.

"Troy," she gasped, "you startled me." She pressed her hand against her chest.

"Um, why do you have a gun?" Troy asked in a completely manly voice.

"I got it when I lived above Dildopolis," she answered, but Troy still had so many questions. "Why are you in my room?"

"Why do you still," he started, then stopped himself, determined to not to get side tracked. "You've been avoiding me and I wanted to apologize if I'd done something."

"Troy, you haven't done anything," she said, looking surprised again.

"If it's about Derek, I thought of something we can do, a prank, so he won't mess with you here," Troy said. He'd worked out exactly what he was going to say, but with the surprise of the gun, and seriously, what the fuck was that, he could barely even remember the outline of it.

Annie visibly considered that, then said. "Why do you care so much about Derek?"

"Because I thought he was making you sad," Troy replied, truthfully. He got up, his book slipping out of his lap, and started to move towards the door. This was clearly a terrible idea. Hopefully this wouldn't make her avoid him even more, because he would had no idea how to fix that.

He reached the door, but Annie hadn't moved. She was looking down towards the floor, and then said, in a small voice, "Why do you care so much about something that made me sad in high school? I thought you didn't even notice."

And the thing was, Troy hadn't, but now he had and he couldn't stop noticing Annie. Annie with her multitude of cardigans and kind words to say about anyone and her determination to get through things that Troy didn't know if he could, if he could have pulled himself through a pill addiction without help from his family.

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