St. Hap's Coffeehouse: Comment Fic Free-for-All
Alright, so we're going to give this a go.
St. Happenstance's Coffeehouse and Home for Wayward Plot Bunnies presents, for your enjoyment:
A Comment Fic Free-For-All
The rules:
Rules? Who needs 'em!
The point here is to roll around in some words and have fun. Are you stuck on your Nano? Does your daily word count feel like a millstone around your neck ( Read more... )
St. Happenstance's Coffeehouse and Home for Wayward Plot Bunnies presents, for your enjoyment:
A Comment Fic Free-For-All
The rules:
Rules? Who needs 'em!
The point here is to roll around in some words and have fun. Are you stuck on your Nano? Does your daily word count feel like a millstone around your neck ( Read more... )
Mikey ignores it. There’s no point in making a dive for it so he can use it on Korse. The Dracs would take him down before he got so much as a fingertip to the barrel. So he waits Korse out because there’s no fucking way that Mikey is going to be the one to speak first.
Korse looks at the gun and then at Mikey, his lip curling into a sneer again as he says, "There’s one shot left in it. Once this door closes it won’t open again until you’re dead, I suggest you make it quick."
Mikey doesn’t respond, just shows Korse his middle finger and goes back to staring at the wall, not even looking up when the cell door closes again.
Once he’s alone, Mikey stands and walks over to the gun and picks it up. He checks the charge meter and, yeah, for once Korse was telling the truth, there’s enough power left for one shot and one shot only. Mikey considers his options then raises the raygun and carefully takes aim.
The light in the ceiling explodes when the blast hits it, sparks raining down as the cell is plunged into darkness. The noise stops as well just like Mikey was hoping it would, he’d figured the speaker was part of the same fixture when he was pacing the cell earlier trying to listen out for where the sound was loudest.
Mikey curls up on the floor in the corner furthest from the door and waits for Frank and Gerard and Ray. He reckons he’s got about eight hours or so until they get here and at least now he can get some sleep.
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This is fierce and gorgeous. Mikey's POV is sharp, all edges - very fitting for a Killjoy. I love the snap of the interaction between he and Korse. Kickass use of the prompt, darling.
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You know how I go reading badfic because at least they write things I want to read, even if they do so in an OTT fashion. And here's you, posting stuff like this which is amazing and written beautifully and I love it so much.
I can't even say how much. It's like, your Mikey is so strong and has so much faith in his guys and I love that combination.
I could read many more thousands of words of this, but fear if it happened I would die of sheer love.
But I don't care. Because what I way to go.
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When I was writing this I was thinking about that interview where Mikey described the Kobra Kid as a brash hot-head so I'm glad his faith and his strength comes across well.
I was saying to T the other day that I like writing in the Killjoys 'verse because it's the perfect combination of FPF/S and RPF/S so maybe there will be more at some point (once I'm done with other things).
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Unwavering faith in his band FTW.
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