Thing-A-Day Creativity Project: October 26
Title: Time-Wobblers: Showdown At Fort Blood
Fandom: Original (Time-Wobblers-verse)
Characters: Zippy, Frog, unnamed other characters
Prompt: "Collide."
Word Count: 148
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: MOAR FORT BLOOD BECAUSE FUCK MY BRAIN. I KNOW YOU ARE SUPER EXCITED.
Time-Wobblers: Showdown At Fort Blood
The clans met in the looming shadow of Fort Blood. Their progress was slow, methodical, and ruthless with every step. Experience was gained at every turn.
Clan members were set upon each other, their fights playing out in the background, as Baron Frogelus and Queen Zipporah made their way across the field. Finally they stood before each other, hair and clothing lightly tossed by the wind.
The Queen narrowed her eyes. "Noob," she said scornfully.
"Poseur," the Baron snapped back, hand at the hilt of his sheathed sword.
"We're evenly matched."
"My clan's numbers give me an advantage."
"So it all comes down to luck?" Zipporah asked with a smirk.
Frogelus raised an eyebrow. "It would appear so."
With a mocking half-curtsy, the Queen swept her arm out to gesture widely at him. "Then I suggest you roll them bones."
The Baron did, and the real fight began.
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Fandom: Original (Time-Wobblers-verse)
Characters: Zippy, Frog, unnamed other characters
Prompt: "Collide."
Word Count: 148
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: MOAR FORT BLOOD BECAUSE FUCK MY BRAIN. I KNOW YOU ARE SUPER EXCITED.
Time-Wobblers: Showdown At Fort Blood
The clans met in the looming shadow of Fort Blood. Their progress was slow, methodical, and ruthless with every step. Experience was gained at every turn.
Clan members were set upon each other, their fights playing out in the background, as Baron Frogelus and Queen Zipporah made their way across the field. Finally they stood before each other, hair and clothing lightly tossed by the wind.
The Queen narrowed her eyes. "Noob," she said scornfully.
"Poseur," the Baron snapped back, hand at the hilt of his sheathed sword.
"We're evenly matched."
"My clan's numbers give me an advantage."
"So it all comes down to luck?" Zipporah asked with a smirk.
Frogelus raised an eyebrow. "It would appear so."
With a mocking half-curtsy, the Queen swept her arm out to gesture widely at him. "Then I suggest you roll them bones."
The Baron did, and the real fight began.
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