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Wednesday – Outer Space & Time Travel

Got a favorite pairing that runs around saving the world by traveling through time and space? A captain that needs to show his mechanic how to behave? Like archaeologists and military personnel? How about a cranky scientist and a pretty fly boy? Or maybe toasters are more your thing?

Today's prompts should all focus on those fandoms that deal with space and time travel. Doctor Who, Torchwood, Firefly, Stargate, Stargate: Atlantis, Battlestar Galactica. Or any other fandom that falls into time travel and outer space. Crossovers between time and space fandoms are ok, but let's try to keep it limited to just those fandoms.

Make sure your code your prompts correctly for the codemonkeys. Examples:

-- Doctor Who, The Ninth Doctor/Jack Harkness, whips and chains
-- BSG, Kara/Leoben, hopelessness

Anyone can post a prompt, anyone can answer a prompt. You can answer your own prompt if you like.

And if sci-fi just isn't your thing, feel free to check out the lonely prompts and maybe find something it your liking.


May. 4th, 2009 04:37 am (UTC)
He's not sure where he is or how he got there.

He wanders through the dimly lit halls, looking for some sign of what his location might be. He briefly considers calling out, trying to find some other evidence of humanity -- but quickly rules that out as a potentially very bad idea.

He has no idea whether or not any people he might find here would be friend or foe.

He's focused on finding an exit, making his way past the dim doorways that appear to lead only deeper into this strange structure, so he barely hears the single whispered word.

It still sends chills down his spine.


He freezes in the doorway, staring into the slightly brighter room where a young girl sits, staring at him with an odd mixture of blank innocence, and a frightening intensity of understanding.

"Excuse me?"

His tone is wary, as he cautiously approaches her, unsure what to expect, or how it is that she might have discerned his true nature. She looks down at the floor, pensive, eyes narrowed and lips pursed in thought.

When she speaks, her voice is soft and ethereal, as if broadcasted to his ears from some other plane of existence.

"Fate is not for you to decide." She looks up at him, her dark eyes piercing through to his soul. "You're either God... or a murderer."

His mouth goes dry, his heart suddenly pounding in an inexplicable reaction of panic. He's breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling the weight of the accusation in her eyes and words.

Without another word, he flees the room, rushing blindly through the halls, knowing only that at all costs, he has to escape.


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