[challenge] 1-Sentence Challenge

[ajremix]

You know the drill- gimme characters and prompts and I'll write a one (or more, laziness pending) sentence response. Three prompts per person until I complete your challenge, then you can request three more.

Let's try to push the variety of subjects a bit more this time...

DC comics: JLI and I shall attempt some Batfamily as well
Discworld, preferably City Watch, but most reoccurring characters are go
Eureka
Final Fantasy IV
Final Fantasy VI
One Piece
Ouran Host Club
Red Dwarf
Red vs Blue
Rockman, original series
Star Wars: RepCom
Transformers G1

or original characters

human!Wreckers
Freestyle and Relay
any Skip Tracers
Mercy Street RP

or you can check out my tags and see if there's anything I've done in the past you want me to give another whack at (not promises on quality)

EDIT: CLOSED SINCE I HAVE TO GET UP OBSCENELY EARLY FOR CLASSES LASTING ALL DAY TOMORROW

Comments

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

I do love variety! And Rockman eating Wily's head!



Just as Niner had settled against his pillow, all three of his brothers jumped on his legs with identical 'we are now going to annoy you!' grins, saying, "Will you tell us a bedtime story?"

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"See, we have a nice system here," Topspin told Wheeljack gleefully as he reset the bones in Twin Twist's hand, "Twist defends your honor and I fix his broken hand- works out perfectly!"

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Duragon looked at the cookbook example, then at the smoldering pot whose contents looked nothing like soup and told Q, "I think Rin will ultimately get well faster if we just bought canned soup."

[therixkeycopy.livejournal.com]

...Sadly, my ability to give variety appears to extend only to those three options |D I'm sorry

And Rockman eating Wily's head

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RepCom: Sev, Fixer being Fixer (or, if that doesn't do anything for you: Sev, one-on-one with Skirata)

human!Wreckers: Whirl, touch

Skip Tracers: Rin, freezing rain

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And feel free to ask for prompts back since I'm just dumping all of these on you.

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

No worries^^

Fixer looked at him with hard, unblinking eyes until Sev threw his hands into the air and turning away saying, "Right- you don't do anything that's not an order unless you have a request form in triplicate. Forgot."

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Contrary to popular belief, Whirl was not untouchable and had, in fact, quite a few subjects that touched him in various personal ways; he just guarded these things so completely he sometimes forgot how deeply they were supposed to reach him.

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Rin liked rain- he liked all water, but having grown up on a tropical island with a rainforest, rain had never bothered him. Until he learned that sometimes rain came down as ice that stung like a bitch and could get as big a pea

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Oh, I don't mind prompt dumps. If I think of something, I'll prompt you back, but you don't have to worry about waiting on me :P

[therixkeycopy.livejournal.com]

I love all of these.

Oh, Fixer. I love you, but that stick up your ass that makes you such a dick has to chafe every now and again |D

AW WHIRL. You messed up chopper/human-person, you.

PFFFT. THAT ISN'T AS BAD AS THE GOLFBALL-SIZED HAIL, RIN until you have to drive

And okay |D I'll wait. I just didn't want to bury you or anything.

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Transformers: Freestyle, helping hand

RepCom: Fixer, for once not being as big of a dick.

Skip Tracers: Duragon, angry (I am apprently on an 8th squad kick, if you couldn't tell)

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Sideswipe glared as he obediently slouched after Prowl while Freestyle said with exaggerated innocence, "Oh, you meant help you, my bad."

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Six-Two raised an eyebrow (non-existent with the majority of his skin still raw and strips of plaster on his face from the explosion) when Four-Oh pushed his allotment of nutricake towards him; Four-Oh merely replied, "Some of us need to watch our figure."

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(pfft, nothing wrong with a little 8th squad love!)

There was something about Duragon getting angry that transfixed Rin- Duragon always had this appearance of being coolly distant, far away even as he softly smiled and spoke with the rest of the squad and his looked almost lanky for his height, sometimes even like he was trying to hide behind his bangs; but then he'd get mad and his shoulders would level out, growing broad and strong with dark eyes flashing like thunder in open plains at night and his voice was a growled low that grabbed you by the throat, threatening to cut off your breath or shake the stupid out of you. But, most of all, it was suddenly he like was right there, finally standing in the same world as the rest of them.