New Challenge!!! (for fun!)
Due date: November 10th
You must finish all boxes in the table to win the prize
Word count: 100+ (you can write as many words as you want)
PRIZE: If you finish all 15 boxes, I will draw you a character headshot of your choice. (Though I can't draw robots or animals... lol)
To submit: Submit your stories under your team in the comments. There is no ( Read more... )
You must finish all boxes in the table to win the prize
Word count: 100+ (you can write as many words as you want)
PRIZE: If you finish all 15 boxes, I will draw you a character headshot of your choice. (Though I can't draw robots or animals... lol)
To submit: Submit your stories under your team in the comments. There is no ( Read more... )
Title: Smoke/Mirrors
Author: RiverOtter
Fandom/Character(s)/Pairing(s): Leverage; Sophie Devereaux. OMC
Genre: Fan fiction
Rating: PG
Words: 134
Challenge/Prompt Autumn
Warnings: None
The wind whistled through the trees as Sophie Devereaux made her way down the slope. Istanbul sparkled below her. She moved carefully and cautiously into the city. Down to the harbor where a boat waited to whisk her to Malta. A few days in Malta before heading to Paris where a job awaited her.
Sophie’s fame made her recruited by the best thieves in Europe. She looked forward to the cafes and museums as well as a long con She would be posing as Monique LeBlanc, an art dealer, to lure Nicholas Martin into the trap. He fancied himself an expert in art so this should be easy. A few weeks to lure him in before the final con. Romance was part of the con since Nicholas believed that he was irresistible to women.
02
Title: Haunted?
Author: RiverOtter
Fandom/Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dollhouse; Lucy Brown [Echo], OMCs
Genre: Fan fiction
Rating: PG
Words: 280
Challenge/Prompt: Photo
Warnings: None
The house stood alone at the end of a dirt road, a perfect place for solitude. Rumored to be haunted, a
well known ghost hunter had been called in by the Fletchers. They needed to sell but buyers had been frightened off so this was the only choice left.
Michael Fletcher stood in front of the house waiting for the ghost hunter. One of the best, hopefully she could solve his problem.
A VW pulled up and the door opened. A slim brunette stepped out. Blue eyes scanned the house before she turned to Michael, “Lucy Brown. I heard that you have a problem.”
“Michael Fletcher. I brought the files you asked for.” He handed her a folder.
Lucy flipped through it. “How many potential buyers?”
“Five have been scared off. You come highly recommended.”
Lucy headed back to her car. She took out a large suitcase and opened it. “Any place in particular that seems haunted?”
“The cupola and widow’s walk.”
*******
Lucy Brown stepped into the sunlight. Another successful job and a happy client. She had discovered that there was no ghost but rats and squirrels living in the cupola and running through the walls. An exterminator would solve the problem and then the house could be sold.
***********
Lucy Brown headed back to Los Angeles. She felt a compulsion and drove into an underground garage. She parked the car and headed for the elevator.
A man was waiting at the top. “Afternoon. Lucy. Are you ready for your treatment?”
“That sounds nice.” She entered the room and settled into the chair. A few minutes later, she asked “What happened?”
“You did your best, Echo. Now it’s time for dinner.”
03
Title: Illusions
Author: RiverOtter
Fandom/Character(s)/Pairing(s): White Collar; June, Neal,OMC
Genre: Fan fiction
Rating: PG
Words: 147
Challenge/Prompt: Quote
Warnings: Ghost
Music floated across the roof as June danced. She knew that Byron was gone but she could feel his touch as he guided her. She heard footsteps and turned to see Neal step out onto the roof.
“Morning, June. May I join you?”
“Of course. Breakfast will here soon.”
They danced in silence.
Neal will think I’m foolish for thinking Byron is here.
June’s afraid. I can feel her tremble.
As they ate breakfast, Neal finally spoke, “I felt like you were dancing with someone else instead of me.”
“Call me a foolish old woman. You dance like Byron.”
“You are not foolish. Sometimes I feel his presence too. Every time I wear one of his suits it’s like he’s there speaking through the suit.”
“Then we’re both fools. I thought I was the only one to feel him.”
Neal smiled, “He has blessed both of us.”
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