Two snippets to Prompts
May. 6th, 2017 10:04 pmOtherwise known as: I had to make 444 words on #4thewords to keep up my streak, and I didn't want to write anything else...
First to @dahob's prompt here and second to Rix's prompt here
On some level, it was a fascinating study in closed genetic populations. This little island had been cut off from everything else since the End Wars. The bridges had been blown, the waters had become impassible, and a series of bad explosions of magic meant that most people didn’t even remember that it existed.
If a Finder hadn’t targeted it as holding useful resources, it might have gone another seventy-five years before anyone noticed it was there.
As it was, the island had a small population that seemed entirely to consist of rabbit-Change fae. They were very rabbity, more so than any other rabbit-Changes the team had ever seen. And they were very definitely at war.
As far as the team could tell, the striped-looking rabbit people were fighting with the pointed-like-a-Siamese-cat rabbit people over territory rights on the ruins of the single large town in the center of the island. It had gotten quite violent, from the blood and the bodies and the missing limbs, and they hardly noticed the team’s arrival.
Since the team’s goal was at the side of the island, not the center, they were tempted to just let the rabbit gang war continue, but, seriously, there was too much interesting information to be garnered, so they grabbed one of each and hauled them off to get some information.
By the time they left, they’d identified five of each breed - turned out there were sub-breeds - to kidnap, and had even done a little bit of peace-making in the gang war. There was much more to be had from this tiny island, but they had their own war to fight first.
“Seriously, what are you doing?”
The Mara had purple-red wings and looked to be almost as short as Luke. Male, golden-skinned and golden-haired, they stooped into a dive and landed directly in front of Conrad. “You call this a battle plan?”
Conrad looked the Mara up and down. “I’m sorry, you are…?”
He was in no mood to put up with pureblood bullshit. His wife and kids were half a country away, where he couldn’t protect them, and he was fighting would-be gods with the weapons at hands, which might as well be sticks and stones.
“Piotr, called Catapult. You need better weapons.” The Mara bowed deeply. “Just so happens, I’m a weapon.”
First to @dahob's prompt here and second to Rix's prompt here
On some level, it was a fascinating study in closed genetic populations. This little island had been cut off from everything else since the End Wars. The bridges had been blown, the waters had become impassible, and a series of bad explosions of magic meant that most people didn’t even remember that it existed.
If a Finder hadn’t targeted it as holding useful resources, it might have gone another seventy-five years before anyone noticed it was there.
As it was, the island had a small population that seemed entirely to consist of rabbit-Change fae. They were very rabbity, more so than any other rabbit-Changes the team had ever seen. And they were very definitely at war.
As far as the team could tell, the striped-looking rabbit people were fighting with the pointed-like-a-Siamese-cat rabbit people over territory rights on the ruins of the single large town in the center of the island. It had gotten quite violent, from the blood and the bodies and the missing limbs, and they hardly noticed the team’s arrival.
Since the team’s goal was at the side of the island, not the center, they were tempted to just let the rabbit gang war continue, but, seriously, there was too much interesting information to be garnered, so they grabbed one of each and hauled them off to get some information.
By the time they left, they’d identified five of each breed - turned out there were sub-breeds - to kidnap, and had even done a little bit of peace-making in the gang war. There was much more to be had from this tiny island, but they had their own war to fight first.
“Seriously, what are you doing?”
The Mara had purple-red wings and looked to be almost as short as Luke. Male, golden-skinned and golden-haired, they stooped into a dive and landed directly in front of Conrad. “You call this a battle plan?”
Conrad looked the Mara up and down. “I’m sorry, you are…?”
He was in no mood to put up with pureblood bullshit. His wife and kids were half a country away, where he couldn’t protect them, and he was fighting would-be gods with the weapons at hands, which might as well be sticks and stones.
“Piotr, called Catapult. You need better weapons.” The Mara bowed deeply. “Just so happens, I’m a weapon.”
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Date: 2017-05-07 03:28 am (UTC)Nits:
"from the bloody and the bodies and the missing limbs": bloody -> blood
Needs tags.
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Date: 2017-05-07 02:36 pm (UTC)Once it became Conrad - from Addergoole: TOS - the rest fell into place.
It needs all sorts of tags n stuff. I was very tired last night and forcing myself to write 444 words was what I had for juice.
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Date: 2017-05-08 01:38 am (UTC)Streaks can be fun and motivating and all, but it's okay to let them go, too. Sleep and other health and real life things are important, too.
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Date: 2017-05-08 01:41 am (UTC)Also. :-D I made it.
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Date: 2017-05-08 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-08 01:53 am (UTC)But I futzed through 444 words today and I think I can get un-burn-out tomorrow.
Also, MARKED gets me through 500 words :-)
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Date: 2017-05-08 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-08 02:00 am (UTC)I’m an addict.
4thewords is just better for my mind and well-being than, say, Farmville.
Or Civ.
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Date: 2017-05-08 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-08 02:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-08 02:15 am (UTC)Umm. <guilty> <also very bad at going to bed>
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Date: 2017-05-08 10:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-10 02:21 pm (UTC)And yet I'm considering getting Fallout 4, and getting impatient for the next standalone Elder Scrolls installment.
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Date: 2017-05-10 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-07 02:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-07 10:03 pm (UTC)> Arrr! Too many of 'em, matey! Get t' yer bunk early the nite, will ye? Ye got to take care o' yersel'!
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Date: 2017-05-08 03:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-10 02:26 pm (UTC)Given the unknown Piotr/Catapult dropping out of the sky and offering to help Conrad, what's Piotr's angle on this? I can see joy of the fight, or evening sides, but I think both are implausible.
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Date: 2017-05-10 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-10 02:30 pm (UTC)Well-placed kidnappings, much like well-placed assassinations, can put a serious crimp in an organization. I have to wonder if taking out leaders on both sides could result in peace, or if there's something more fundamental involved.
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Date: 2017-05-11 12:59 pm (UTC)Taking the leaders is probably at least a good start.
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Date: 2017-05-11 01:21 pm (UTC)Given the unqualified use of "resources", I'd expect something tangible, usually attached in some way to the ground: crops, something wild, or minerals.
It's implausible the rabbits have overlooked their own crops, and would likely object if a bunch of outsiders showed up to try to take them. Given the behavior of this team, it's also unlikely the team would've tried.
It's unlikely the rabbits would have missed usefully exploitable wood or other wild-growing thing like a berry bramble, unless it's astonishingly inaccessible. (Maybe on top of a granite outcropping, where a flyer can reach it, and a levitator fetch it down.) That said, if they have sufficient wood or food, they may just not have exploited it yet.
The same goes for minerals, but there it's more believable that the rabbits wouldn't yet have found a deposit of whatever if it's entirely underground. If the deposit is under a geologic cap of some sort it may have never been discovered at all, even pre-Apocalypse. So of the usual concepts of resources, my vote would be some sort of useful mineral: precious metals, clay, easily smelted iron, gemstones, or the like.
But there is one more possibility would fit the word in this 'verse: a long-closed landfill, especially one that was in use before recycling came into substantial use. The landfill could contain all sorts of usefully retrievable stuff mixed in with all the gross stuff. It would look like a moderately sloped hill with a flat top. If the vent pipes have gone missing, the ground would likely not be stable (and potentially randomly explosive from gases venting out of the ground!), and nobody'd want to live there.
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Date: 2017-05-13 02:10 pm (UTC)The first one is also fun, though my first thought was the bunny island in Japan and this was not nearly as adorable :-P
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Date: 2017-05-13 02:13 pm (UTC)Taro is Petyr. The similarity was intentional. If I’d written more… That might have become an issue.
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Date: 2017-05-13 02:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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