Jul 08, 2011 07:26
What's a summer camp without ghosts? This is the RIP WIP ("Rest in peace, works in progress") challenge: Take those fragments of sick!Wilson creations that have been haunting you with their unfinishedness and post them in comments here. Bury them, mourn them, and let them go.
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This cracked me up. It seems so him.
I love the way you wrote it like a script!
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Here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5294231/1/RICE_in_Reverse
It was fabulous. In fact, I may have decided that this fic was too derivative of that one and scrapped it for that reason (or it might have been my lack of a clear vision for the story). It's been so long that I really don't remember--in fact I'd forgotten this fic even existed until I looked through my files for this challenge.
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This seems pretty complete as is, though. Were you thinking of adding anything in particular?
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Here's something I was playing around with a few years ago ...
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House uses his cane to sweep aside the ER curtain surrounding the bed. The metal rings rattle loudly as it slides open, and he grunts in satisfaction as the man on the bed flinches.
"What the hell were you thinking?" he growls. "Oh, wait -- you weren't. You couldn't have been, when you decided to drink and drive." Wilson flinches again and looks away, and House slams his cane down on the small metal table beside the head of the bed. The feeling of satisfaction is deeper this time, more visceral, and House keeps talking.
"Thought you were smarter than this," he says, not looking at Wilson. "Stealing pages from my book? Thinking you want to live dangerously? Take risks?House grabs Wilson's chart, gives it a cursory glance. He doesn't need to see it, Cameron's told him everything he needs to know, but he needs something to do with his hands and he doesn't want to have his cane in them ( ... )
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:-D
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