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Monday - Doppelgangers

Hi, everybody! I'm Galadriel (caras_galadhon), and I'm really looking forward to being your guest host this week.

Why don't we start off with a bang, and see if we can't do "Doppelganger" up right? As today's theme is those mythological look-alikes and harbingers of doom, you might wish to take the literal path and write about haunting doubles, omens of death and destruction, and phantom warnings.

Of course, there's no reason to stick to literal interpretations only, and this theme leaves plenty of room for twins -- whether they're siblings, simply look-alikes, or people who share some physical characteristic(s) or personality quirk(s) -- for characters confusing other characters with someone else they know and other instances of mistaken identity, and for crossovers between fandoms where one actor/actress appears in both sources.

I'm sure I'm overlooking other twists on the theme, so please, be as literal or figurative as you like, and feel free to turn the theme upside down and inside out; don't forget to shake it to see what else falls out too! Any fandom (RPF or FPF), and any characters/pairings (het, gen, slash, femslash) are welcome!

Please use the following formats (the second is for crossovers) in your requests in order to help the code-monkeys best do their jobs:

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

Some examples might be:

LotR, Boromir/Faramir, He kept seeing him everywhere.
The Prestige, Alfred Borden/Fallon, sleight of hand
The X-Files/Once a Thief, Alex Krycek/Victor Mansfield, Gemini

Don't forget that it's one prompt per comment, and you're always welcome to write responses to your own prompts. (Also, you may wish to check out the guidelines here for leaving multiple prompts in a row.)

And remember, if today's theme/prompts aren't for you, the Lonely Prompts indexes are waiting, full of orphaned prompts crying out to be adopted.



May. 4th, 2009 06:04 am (UTC)
"Hello, Faith. Ready for your treatment?"

"Yeah, sure. Whatever."

She gives him a careless shrug, and he allows himself to enjoy her sexy saunter for a moment as she makes her way to the chair and takes a seat, getting comfortable.

"You're welcome, Faith. It'll be just a moment..."

Topher is only half paying attention to her as he turns his back to select the appropriate imprint disc from the file drawer.

When he turns back toward the chair -- everything changes in a single violent, terrifying instant.

Echo is no longer in the chair. Instead, she's behind him, one slim, impossibly strong hand wrapped around his throat tightly enough to suffocate his attempt to cry out. Her other hand grips his wrist, twisting it so hard that he hears something snap, and the program falls from his useless hand as the entire limb explodes in agony.

A soft, sultry voice tinged with menace whispers into his ear, and a chill goes down his spine at the words she speaks.

"Talk about your role reversal, huh? How do you like being the helpless little toy for a change, baby?"

Topher tenses, and yet can't help hardening, when her hand leaves his wrist to roughly palm his groin through his jeans, rubbing hard enough to be painful -- but not too hard to be pleasurable.

"How about that. I guess you do like it, don't you?"

Topher shakes his head, unable to speak to voice his protest -- which is probably a good thing, since he doubts he'd be able to be convincing at the moment.

"So here's the thing, sweetie," she continues, and her hand tightens on his throat until darkness begins to creep in around the edges of his vision. "You can cooperate... and I can make sure you get some fun out of the deal... or you can be a whiny little bitch... and I can treat you like one." Her voice lowers as she presses her thumb into the hollow of his throat, clarifying far more than he'd like. "I'll make it hurt in all the wrong ways... and when I'm done... there'll be nothing left. So Option A... or Option B?"

He holds up his free hand, which is trembling violently, one single finger raised to indicate his choice.

"Nice," she remarks, clearly pleased, before throwing him forcefully down onto the chair.

This is so much more than he bargained for when he programed this particular imprint -- but Topher has the distinct impression that if he can manage to survive this frightening encounter... it just might be worth it.


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