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
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Some days, Frank's glad the world ended. He feels better suited to the desert, to this life, than he ever did to the "normal" world. Here, he doesn't have to put on a nice face or make small talk with strangers or smile to the cash attendant while buying his fucking cigarettes. He never has to say "sorry" anymore. In the desert, words are scarce and none of the guys would smile back, anyway.
There used to be days when the darkness would swell and he would grit his teeth and wait it out as best he could; his therapist would tell him to write in his journal or go for a walk or fucking breathe, as if that would make the world any less unbearable ( ... )
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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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[Don't worry about the typos. My stuff here is rife with them too. Such is the nature of the comment fic.]
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And woooo hoooooooo for that being a good image! This is utterly delightful. The contents of Imagination's bag... ahahaha. I can relate a little too well to that haul. :D This is warm and so evocative of the season. It makes me miss Cambridge something fierce.
I think the best What Ifs slip through imagination's seams. Her gear has to be threadbare; how else could those ideas flutter free and land in someone else's path with ease?
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