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28 August 2015 @ 02:21 pm
I believe this started out as a PicFic, but it worked into this weeks' WML? prompt pretty well.  It's duck and cover from here on out.
Prompt: You're late again!
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Two men ran along a gravel path that seemed to lead nowhere in the face of winds and rain that blew in against them.  Their goal was up ahead, straight into the fiercest part of this hurricane that threatened to engulf them.

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28 August 2015 @ 11:31 am
Today I thouht it would be interesting to go back in time, back to our first year as a community.  On this day in 2012 we were posting PicFics, our most enduring feature here on Section VII.  On this date we were posting our second PicFic stories, and since then mrua7 has faithfully sought out and found intriguing, challenging photos for this weekly writing event.
Take a look at what we did three years ago and how much all of you have added to the MFU fandom.
PicFics for August 28, 2012
 
 
 
Prompt - You're late again
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Illya Kuryakin glanced at his watch. Napoleon would be arriving back in the states shortly, following an assignment in Europe. The Russian was looking forward to the American’s return, for no other reason than Napoleon had promised to made good on one of the dinners he owed him. Pushing that thought aside temporarily, Illya got back to the pile of paperwork his partner had left for him.

Ten minutes later, he was disturbed by Ellie from Communications. She burst into his office and stood in front of him, wringing her hands.

“What is wrong, Miss Christopher?”

“Oh, Mr Kuryakin,” she wailed. “It’s terrible. Napoleon is dead!”

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27 August 2015 @ 10:46 pm
Hello all,

I'd like to post a challenge ficlet (hope I have followed the rules correctly...) and say hello at the same time. I've been lurking for a little while, and enjoying all the posts, and thought I should finally post something myself :)

I'm very new to this show. I heard about it years ago thanks to the Star Trek connection, knew it had a big fandom and thought it sounded like the kind of show I would enjoy, but I never could watch it until they finally brought out some new Region Two DVDs (just a few weeks ago!).

The ficlet is for the What's My Line challenge.

Prompt: You're late again.
Author: Garonne
Word count: 625

Illya came round the corner of the warehouse and found Napoleon sitting on a low brick wall, whistling while he waited.Collapse )
 
 
 
27 August 2015 @ 10:15 am

Challenge: What’s my line?

Prompt: You’re late, again.

Author: mrua7

Title: “Down the rabbit hole”

Word Count: Approx. 1500


Napoleon sat behind the steering wheel of his silver convertible, waiting for the pedestrians to clear the crosswalk.


It was then he spotted the most gorgeous blonde he’d seen in a long time.  Her hair was done up in a not too tall beehive and she was dressed in an ungodly tight black mini-dress; something that seemed a bit out of place for eight in the morning...more like eight o’clock at night and a segue to an intimate evening.


He watched as she stumbled, snapping the heel off her pump, but the agent was out the door in a flash;  jumping into action and catching her before she fell.


“Oh my! Why thank you,” she smiled at him, batting her long eyelashes. It was clear she had a decidedly British accent.


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27 August 2015 @ 09:00 am

I have noticed several entries lately written around the fourth wall concept. I wasn't familiar with the terminology when I wrote my second story and posted it on ff.net, but ignorance did not stop me. Only a couple of typos, I should go back and fix them. Hopefully you'll get a chuckle out of it.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6115424/1/I-m-Just-Written-That-Way

 
 
 

“Daddy?”

“Yes, Leona?”

“I don’t wanna go to school.”

“Why?”

“I want to stay home with you and Papa.”

“Papa and I do a lot of traveling. Don’t you want to be with your friends while we’re gone?”

“You won’t stay if I don’t go to school?”

“We can’t, Leona. We have to work. And you have to go to school.”

“Why?”

“So that you can learn things. You want to be smart like Papa, right?”

“And you, too, Daddy. You’re very smart.”

“Thanks!”

“What are we talking about?”

“How smart Leona thinks I am.”

“She is your biggest fan.”

 
 
Current Location: Queens, New York, USA
 
 
 
Taking a new step, uttering a new word, is what people fear the most ~ Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky.


Change was something which had long since ceased to induce fear in Illya Nickovitch Kuryakin. At least, he had thought so. As he stood in front of Del Floria’s Tailor Shop, which was the entrance to the New York headquarters of U.N.C.L.E., Illya felt something he hadn’t known in a long time. His chest constricted, his stomach churned, and he felt colder than a Siberian winter. When he’d stepped from the plane, onto American soil, the fear had tried to emerge then. Illya had pushed it back, telling himself he had nothing to be afraid of. He may be a Soviet, but he was an invited Soviet. He was also already an U.N.C.L.E. agent, and this was merely a change of headquarters. He really had nothing to fear; not when compared to the events of his life until that point.


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26 August 2015 @ 04:27 pm

"I don't get it."

Illya cut his eyes, checked his partner's facial expression.   No doubt it showed confusion.

"What don't you get Napoleon?"

Solo knew this had to be some sort of trick.  That sneaky Russian partner of his had a mean streak.

"What it is this is supposed to represent.  What is it?"

The sneaky Russian avoided making eye contact.

"You must let the image appear.  Not everyone can see it, but I had hoped… well, you know."

April walked in, shook her head.

"There's nothing there darling."

"You don't see it either?"

"Illya…?"

"April…?"

"I knew it."

Laughter

 
 
 

Challenge: LifeCycle- Fear

Author: mrua7

Title: Araneus Watanabe-Solo

Word count: Approximately 850

Rating: gen


A good many people are afraid of spiders, something scientists point to as an ‘ancestral memory,’ one of many fears that prehistoric predecessors of the human race lived with on a daily basis. These ancestral memories are the snakes, spiders, and angry faces that haunt our nightmares.


Why such creatures terrified modern men and women was a conundrum really.  There were estimated to be less than two hundred of the known species of spider in the entire world, somewhere in the range out of thirty thousand, that posed serious medical concerns for healthy humans, with about one hundred fifty or so confirmed fatalities a year worldwide.


Considering the odds when compared to the number of people of the world, they seemed pretty low and yet the fear remained.


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