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THURSDAY! -- DIE FOURTH WALL, DIE!

Well folks, this is where we must part. Since today is the last day of my week of guest-hosting, I chose a topic that I hope will inspire you all.

Today's theme is DIE FOURTH WALL, DIE!! Make the characters of your story talk to the viewer, have them discuss fanfic. Break down the fourth wall, and have fun with them.

Remember to follow the rules, only three prompts per fandom, only five prompts in a row, and no spoilers in the headers until at least a week after their premiere.

Be kind to the code monkeys and follow the common prompt format:

Supernatural, Sam/Dean, "Hold on, who's Kripke, and how's he know this shit?"

Author's Choice, Author's Choice, "So what's that?"

Monk, General, "Hey, my doppleganger. I bet I can take him!"

Have fun with the prompts, and have a great weekend!

- Musingdarkly

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psychedelicammo
Sep. 17th, 2009 01:17 pm (UTC)
Marvel, Deadpool, "This prompt was made for me."
danse_amore
Sep. 17th, 2009 06:18 pm (UTC)
Deadpool laughs to himself as little yellow boxes start to form, their letters not yet clear. "This prompt was made for me."

He always likes comment_fic, and fanfiction in general. It doesn't really happen to him, but he can see it, a sort of waking dream, and it's always terribly amusing, sometimes arousing. Sometimes, though, it pisses him off, especially the newer stuff that had to do with that movie where he couldn't hear the narration or see the other scenes play out or grin at the themes. It had been like being blind and dumb and deaf, but still being able to kill people (which was his main reason for being okay with being blind and dumb and deaf).

But the point was, this prompt? This prompt was his to play with, his to own. He would fucking shatter the thing, show the rest of the nonsense on the page how it's done by a professional Wallbreaker. Heh. Deadpool, Professional Wallbreaker. And Headbreaker. And Backbreaker. And sometimes Mindbreaker when he's really feeling playful.

But that's another tangent, and he waits with a sort of delighted anticipation. As soon as whoever's writing this stops fucking around and gets an actual concept and stops talking about how he's delightedly anticapatory - hey! What the hell! The dream begins to fade and the yellow boxes trail off as is their wont when they're about to go into the "The End....?" narration, and as they do so all he can think is...

That's it?
daria234
Sep. 17th, 2009 10:59 pm (UTC)
HA! So perfect
psychedelicammo
Sep. 17th, 2009 11:25 pm (UTC)
Buahaha! Your Deadpool voice is amazing. Thanks so much for the fill :D.

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