silverwolfcc (
silverwolfcc) wrote2012-08-27 10:16 pm
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CHAOS THREAD. DRABBLE TIME!!!
Here's how it works:
I give a prompt, people reply with drabbles filling the prompt and then prompt someone new at the end.
I'll probably write One Piece, but you can ask for other fandoms/things just realize they might be harder to fill. If you ask for RP-centric ones that I know I'll try to fill those easier than fandom ;) THIS CAN BE SHOWN TO ANYONE AND LINKED ALL OVER AND HAVE OTHERS JOIN IN.
SO. Keep that in mind and if you're gonna write anything over PG-13, mark it up top \o/That way I know what to read j/k or am I
First Prompt:
Cold rain
I give a prompt, people reply with drabbles filling the prompt and then prompt someone new at the end.
I'll probably write One Piece, but you can ask for other fandoms/things just realize they might be harder to fill. If you ask for RP-centric ones that I know I'll try to fill those easier than fandom ;) THIS CAN BE SHOWN TO ANYONE AND LINKED ALL OVER AND HAVE OTHERS JOIN IN.
SO. Keep that in mind and if you're gonna write anything over PG-13, mark it up top \o/
First Prompt:
Cold rain

So this is pretty dark. I'd definitely call it PG-13, though it isn't explicit.
And she waited.
Soon the convulsions stopped. And after that, the deep snoring began. Robin stood up slowly, and made her way to the kitchen for water. She drank, then cleaned up, then walked to the prow. She was sure the lookout in the crow's nest could see her, but she didn't care. They'd all seen her, frail and half-starved.
She was done with them. The next time they made landfall...
That could be days. It was too much already.
Robin closed her eyes against the spray as they sailed over a large wave, but she didn't stop seeing. She never stopped seeing, except when the world was too terrible to look at.
They had a dinghy for shore excursions. And a lot of gunpowder in barrels. The men slept in the same room, sprawled out among the provisions. It worried her only a little that she no longer cared. If only she could find a flame.
One of the men smoked, she knew. She'd find his lighter later, after bundling up her clothes and some food and a log pose. If he woke up while she was looking- well. Perhaps it was better, sometimes, to remain unclothed than to have your true intent laid bare for others to see.
Years later, a prisoner in a gilded tower, Robin decided the opposite was true. Her tears restored, she let her wish fly naked across the bottomless gulf and into the arms of her waiting nakama.
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something silly
awwww Robin ;;
She opened her door to berate him and tell him to knock it off, but just wound up staring in shock instead.
"What are you wearing?" she asked quietly, eyes starting to sparkle in amusement.
Smoker froze dead in his tracks as he glanced at the pirate. Busted. "Nothing," he scowled, despite turning as bright red as the scarlet Santa costume he was sporting. "Go back to sleep, you're dreaming."
"Your reindeer is too loud Santa-san," oh yes, she was amused. This would provide blackmail for years to come.
"I know," Smoker folded his arms. "That's why I'm trying to train it to be lighter in time for Christmas. And it's a stantler. Now shut up and let me work."
"Did you get me any presents?" she laughed lightly.
"Have you been naughty or nice?" he grumped in return, still blushing fairly red at having been caught.
Robin just smiled secretly, "Aren't you supposed to be the one with the list?"
"Yeah, and you're on it. Get back to bed, woman."
Robin just laughed again, but finally pretended to shut her door. She kept it open just a crack to watch a little longer.
Such a silly man.
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Prompt: Something Beautiful (both words are the prompt, I don't mean the drabble has to be beautiful though that's your call, I'm sure I'll love them all XD)