Howdy, y'all, and welcome to Getting Good: The Prompt Trading Post! come on in and take a peak at the rules. Just remember, kiddies: ain't no harm in bartering for what you want.


Concept/Rules:
     Everything here is simple enough, you want something you give something for it. Just like it was back when, before the times of cash monies. Only with fic, because the world loves it, really, it just hasn't learned proper yet. You comment here, and I'll give you a prompt--could be anything, a phrase, a quote, a picture, lyrics, a song--and you write something for this prompt. Then, when that's all done, you post either the story or a link to it here, along with a prompt of your very own. Once some business pops up, you can roam around, write for a prompt someone else gives. And you may be thinkin', 'But Ma, this ain't no different than all the others is' and you'd be wrong. Cause around here, you write for a prompt, you get to leave a prompt. Any kind of prompt you want.

The rules are simple enough: anything goes but stealing. You can write any fandom, slash, het, gen, rps, fps, g, pg, fan rated adult only, that rating that Hollywood thinks fan writers have stolen from them, crossovers, original fiction, 100 words, 1,000 words, 10,000 words-- I think you get the gist. Any prompt you see lying around is game to play with, though do please try to respect the views, opinions and likes of the prompter, and prompters, always thank your promptees!

Really now, the only rules are this: You gotta write for a prompt to leave a prompt. And you gotta play nice with the others.

So, let's go friends, have some fun.

1) What's a girl gotta offer to get caps of The Daily Show? Fic? Sexual favors? I just want one or two from last night's show. I need a Gryffindor!Jon icon. Don't you understand?
2) My tummy hurts.
3) I've yet to write anything this year. What'cha think about that?
4) No, I do not have a Spice Girl's song stuck in my head because my soundcard keeps randomly deciding that it's not going to work until after I restart. But thanks for your concern.
5) Why does the fic I want to read not just magically appear on my f-list? Other people, they want fic, and magically, there it is. I feel you lot are slacking.
6) This weekend I will be going to see Brokeback Mountain. With my mother. Who keeps calling it Bareback Mountain. Hopefully. I don't know if I'm disturbed or amused.
7) I've started a list of Scrubs recs (on lj). This is bad, people. I don't rec. I don't. I, in general, flail about sadly and this is on LJ, because the rest of the internet is not handy and easy to click a little heart and put into my memories and, my god, have I even begun to rant about LJ and their dislike of the memories feature yet? Because I gotta tell you, they aren't fond of it at all, they way it only loads every other time you click on it, and you have to spend twice as much time refreshing just to get it up and hey, look ma, I still have runon sentences.
8) It's Got a Good Beat and You Can Dance to It: The Multifandom mp3 ficathon. Not because I am an addict. Not because I am weak, but because I made her do it. Yes, yes, it's true. I am all powerful that way. So go, I say! Go and sign up, and do not fear that you will end up having to write a story for Santa Baby!
9) Tomorrow night, I will be started a Prompt Trading Post. Be prepared.
10) And tell your friends.

I realized--well, a while ago, but with clarity to the fact that it could have meaning--tonight that I have a very strong distaste for Britishisms in Supernatural and House fic. Especially in House fic, and I can't decide if I blame the House writers and their need to have House be so, so mocking when England and it's inhabitants come up, or my deep sympathy for Hugh Laurie and his kick ass accent that must make him want to kill himself at least a dozen times each day. (Hell, half the House dialogue would make me want to off myself, and I don't even have an accent to try and hide.)

But either way, it grates on my nerves in odd ways. I like most of these things, usually. Lord knows I've picked up strange speech things on the internet, for any number of reasons, and I like them, but not in my House fic. I don't know why, but there are you.

And I realized tonight, much to my horror, that I am, in fact, probably guilty of exactly the same thing. Only in reverse.

So I made a poll.

( I cut because when polls make the friends page scroll it sucks like a sucking thing, but there is a poll behind this cut and so you shouldn't ignore it because, well, yay poll! People like polls! Poll, poll, poll. )


::coughs::

To do:
    - Danny/Rusty; popcorn
    - Danny/Rusty; hopefully with some sort of plot
    - River fic that is eating my brain
    - houserareathon; oh to have a clue
    - Book; history in genness
    - Remus/Sirius; pre-Halloween 1981 for slashfest
    - House/Chase; drunkness for slashfest
    - House/Wilson; motorcycles for slashfest
    - Danny/Rusty; in a safe for slashfest
    - House/Wilson; plotty, plotty case!fic for slashfest
    - Five Ways Jake Kane Never Got Revenge


That's an odd number, but since it's a to-do list I'm not adding anything to even it out. I'm also not signing up for anything else until I get at least some of these done. Jesus. Which is my way of saying, "omg stop posting about fanfic100 already. I can't take this!"

Yeah, you all suck.

And I've got five prompts for slashfest.

Please be aware that I will blame all of you for this when December rolls around and I've got five fics to write in a week. ::sulks::

The prompts that are mine are as follows:

Remus/Sirius: pre-Halloween 1981. Things fall apart. [Request by sasha_davidovna]

House/Chase: Chase would never be stupid enough to turn up at House's place drunk, and, even if he were that stupid, House would certainly never let him in. Maybe. [Request by luzdeestrellas]

House/Wilson: A weird case, the hospital cafeteria. [Request by doyle_sb4]

House/Wilson: As it turns out, Wilson really likes motorbikes. House likes that he does. [Request by luzdeestrellas]

Danny/Rusty: Danny is with Tess now, which means he shouldn't be with Rusty here, but then, he shouldn't have broken into that safe, either, and he did it anyway.[Request by luzdeestrellas]

Yes, for the record, I did snag all of them by luzdeestrellas. And, in case you were wondering, yes, she will pay for this. Oh, oh yes she will.

musesfool and her snack foods have left me in deep want of nachos. The kind that taste absolutey nothing like real cheese. However, I have just returned from the dentist (and I love him while I'm slightly high and numb, I think, but it fades when I crash and the numb wears off and ow). I'm trying to decide if I want said nachos enough to deal with the pain and the football game that I would be required ot attend.

Really, I'm not that good of a sister. ::makes faces at football::

I need a nap.