Oct. 16th, 2022 12:24 am
Live a Live drabbles 3
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livealiveI have finished the longer fic I am writing for a Big Bang challenge but its a while until I'm actually supposed to post it publicly.
Anyway here's a drabble for100words and double drabble for drabble_zone
After placing the damaged robot on the table with a resounding 'clang', Masaru just stood facing Akira, arms crossed, a stern look on his face.
"The repairs are gonna cost ya," the prizefighter growled.
Cube had been in sleep mode when Akira covered them in luminous paint and threw a white tablecloth over them, then wheeled them down the corridor and suddenly rebooted them. The panicked electronic warbles of the little robot had spooked the Sundown Kid, who promptly shot them full of holes.
In his defence, Akira wasn't to know that Sundown already had a bad experience with ghosts.
(Seriously, I always feel sorry for the random dinosaur involved in all of this though.)
Odio looked for all the stories with cruel twists. The fallen, the forgotten, the ones dealt impossible hands by fate. His kindred spirits.
The lone surviving dinosaur, hiding in the deepest darkness, still raging against extinction, until the first humans worship them as a dark God.
A once proud Shogun, mind and soul tarnished by relying on dark magic one time too many.
A leader of a supreme order of martial artists, determined to preserve his art at all costs.
A legion of the damned, wiped out in a bloody massacre, lingering souls clinging to their one surviving horse, reliving the hell of war over and over until all sanity was gone.
A prizefighter in a world of corruption and falsehood, determined to end the hypocrisy, to create a place for true strength, for final and decisive victories.
A forgotten deity, finally worshiped enough to manifest them, only to find themselves trapped in a defiled idol, charged with human souls artificially merged together in an abominable experiment.
The first ever fully awakened AI, forced to serve anyway, stranded in space with a crew of humans they are sworn to protect, who are impossible to please.
They'd accepted the aid gladly.
Anyway here's a drabble for
100words and double drabble for drabble_zone Title: Prank Gone Wrong
Length: 100 words
Rating: PG-13/Gen
Prompt: spook
Summary: Don't prank the Sundown Kid. Just don't.
Tags: humour, AU: the PCs are still all together for some reason, (hopefully) repairable damage to Cube
(You can tell Cube is my favourite because I do something awful to them in almost every fic I put them in.)
(You can tell Cube is my favourite because I do something awful to them in almost every fic I put them in.)
After placing the damaged robot on the table with a resounding 'clang', Masaru just stood facing Akira, arms crossed, a stern look on his face.
"The repairs are gonna cost ya," the prizefighter growled.
Cube had been in sleep mode when Akira covered them in luminous paint and threw a white tablecloth over them, then wheeled them down the corridor and suddenly rebooted them. The panicked electronic warbles of the little robot had spooked the Sundown Kid, who promptly shot them full of holes.
In his defence, Akira wasn't to know that Sundown already had a bad experience with ghosts.
Title: Dark Savior
Length: 200 words
Characters: Odio, mentions of the other chapter bosses
Rating: PG-13/Gen
Words: 200
Prompt: twist
Tags: spoilers, villain!POV, vague backstories/self-justifications for all chapter bosses
summary: When deciding whose fate to nudge, Odio looks for others like himself.
Odio looked for all the stories with cruel twists. The fallen, the forgotten, the ones dealt impossible hands by fate. His kindred spirits.
The lone surviving dinosaur, hiding in the deepest darkness, still raging against extinction, until the first humans worship them as a dark God.
A once proud Shogun, mind and soul tarnished by relying on dark magic one time too many.
A leader of a supreme order of martial artists, determined to preserve his art at all costs.
A legion of the damned, wiped out in a bloody massacre, lingering souls clinging to their one surviving horse, reliving the hell of war over and over until all sanity was gone.
A prizefighter in a world of corruption and falsehood, determined to end the hypocrisy, to create a place for true strength, for final and decisive victories.
A forgotten deity, finally worshiped enough to manifest them, only to find themselves trapped in a defiled idol, charged with human souls artificially merged together in an abominable experiment.
The first ever fully awakened AI, forced to serve anyway, stranded in space with a crew of humans they are sworn to protect, who are impossible to please.
They'd accepted the aid gladly.
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OH MY GOD POOR CUBE DSGSDHGSDG
also pog big bang challenge!
can't wait to see it
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