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beer_good_foamy) wrote2014-04-03 10:37 pm
beer_good_foamy) wrote2014-04-03 10:37 pm
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Award + Crack crossover
Hey, I just realised that they announced the Willowy Goodness Awards, and my fic "Total Perspective Vortex" won two awards. Thanks a lot! Please make sure to check out the other winners as well.
And in completely unrelated news, I just watched the first couple of episodes of The 100 just because when I first read about it, I vowed to write this fic. I don't actually hate the show, but hey, you don't say no to a plotbunny like this one.
If you haven't watched the show, this should be readable anyway with this summary: 97 years after nuclear holocaust killed everyone on Earth, the surviving humans all live on a space station in orbit... and they just sent 100 convicted teenage delinquents down to the surface to see if the radiation kills them. With predictable and very CW-does-Lost-ish results.
Title: It Is Defended
Fandom: The 100/Surprise crossover
Warning: Character death
Word Count: ~280
Summary: What is that creature stalking them?
It Is Defended
Bellamy Blake ran for his life. The last of the 100 teenagers sent to Earth ran until his feet bled, until his lungs burned, until his vision flickered, until he could run no further. Sinking to his knees in the soft moss, he looked back over his shoulder. For a few seconds, he thought he'd gotten away from the being that had slaughtered the last of his ... well, "friends" was saying a lot, considering how many of them had died fighting each other or from being too busy making out to notice the radioactive fog, but the last of the other teenagers at any rate. Then the creature came over the hill and immediately headed right for him.
"What do you want?!? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Bellamy yelled, then had to stifle a nervous giggle; the blood on its claws answered both questions well enough. "Look, I'm sorry, OK? We thought the Earth was empty. We didn't mean turn your home into a, I dunno, bad re-enactment of Lord of the Flies." No reaction. Pop cultural references obviously weren't going to get him out of this. "I get it now, really, I do. We ruined this place once, and now we come back and immediately start doing the same thing again, fighting each other, killing anything we see, treating the place like our own personal playground... I'm sorry!"
The creature had reached him now. It looked down on him with cold detachment, those big eyes showing absolutely no mercy as it reached out for him.
"What are you?" he gasped as it opened its maw and pulled him towards it.
The creature paused for a moment, looked him in the eye, and in a strange, metallic voice, spoke its terrible name.
"WALL-E."
Then it took out the trash.
And in completely unrelated news, I just watched the first couple of episodes of The 100 just because when I first read about it, I vowed to write this fic. I don't actually hate the show, but hey, you don't say no to a plotbunny like this one.
If you haven't watched the show, this should be readable anyway with this summary: 97 years after nuclear holocaust killed everyone on Earth, the surviving humans all live on a space station in orbit... and they just sent 100 convicted teenage delinquents down to the surface to see if the radiation kills them. With predictable and very CW-does-Lost-ish results.
Title: It Is Defended
Fandom: The 100/Surprise crossover
Warning: Character death
Word Count: ~280
Summary: What is that creature stalking them?
It Is Defended
Bellamy Blake ran for his life. The last of the 100 teenagers sent to Earth ran until his feet bled, until his lungs burned, until his vision flickered, until he could run no further. Sinking to his knees in the soft moss, he looked back over his shoulder. For a few seconds, he thought he'd gotten away from the being that had slaughtered the last of his ... well, "friends" was saying a lot, considering how many of them had died fighting each other or from being too busy making out to notice the radioactive fog, but the last of the other teenagers at any rate. Then the creature came over the hill and immediately headed right for him.
"What do you want?!? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Bellamy yelled, then had to stifle a nervous giggle; the blood on its claws answered both questions well enough. "Look, I'm sorry, OK? We thought the Earth was empty. We didn't mean turn your home into a, I dunno, bad re-enactment of Lord of the Flies." No reaction. Pop cultural references obviously weren't going to get him out of this. "I get it now, really, I do. We ruined this place once, and now we come back and immediately start doing the same thing again, fighting each other, killing anything we see, treating the place like our own personal playground... I'm sorry!"
The creature had reached him now. It looked down on him with cold detachment, those big eyes showing absolutely no mercy as it reached out for him.
"What are you?" he gasped as it opened its maw and pulled him towards it.
The creature paused for a moment, looked him in the eye, and in a strange, metallic voice, spoke its terrible name.
"WALL-E."
Then it took out the trash.
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