DPP: Daily Pilots Post

[dramaturgca.livejournal.com]

Happy Friday everyone! The weekend is HERE. This weekend's theme is Fill In The Blanks. Once again, time to write some fic. Post in prompts, all K/L (or K/L/?). For the prompt, you need to have a phrase or sentence with words redacted. For example:

Your prompt would begin life as:
Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a physicist!

Your prompt should now appear as:
Dammit, Jim, I'm a ____, not a ____!

This is just an example, obviously. Maybe you want to remove the name Jim instead, or only remove the word doctor. Whatever words you remove must be important verbs (must be an action verb -- not "is"), nouns or adjectives, and you must remove at least one word. Think of MAD LIBS.

For the fic response, you need to at least include the prompt in the subject line or at the beginning of your comment with how you're saying the blank slots should be filled in, and then you write your fic based on that prompt. For example:

The prompt appears as:
Dammit, Jim, I'm a ____, not a ____!

You're filling in the blanks as:
Dammit, Jim, I'm a secret agent, not a mad scientist!

Your interpretation of the prompt can be as serious, angsty, thrilling, literal, romantic, or cracky as you like!

You have all weekend, go to it!

Comments

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

The ground was wet with ______ as Kara and Lee stepped quietly through the door. They heard ______ sounds in the background and the jarring vibrations of ______, slowly growing closer...

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what to do with this as a prompt or even a logically filled in MadLib, but I love it and keep coming back to read it. :D

[anastashial.livejournal.com]

I've got three short paragraphs written but I'm not sure where to take it from there.

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

Post them and worry about the rest later. :D

(Plus then I don't have to feel so bad about not writing.)

This popped into my head when I read this prompt

[lizziec]

The ground was wet with blood as Kara and Lee stepped quietly through the door. They heard chaotic sounds in the background and the jarring vibrations of cylon centurions, slowly growing closer...

Reports of just how many centurions had managed to board Galactica were confused, but from what he had managed to gather before the comms link to CIC had been cut, Lee was pretty sure that they were the only ones who could prevent the ship from falling. He should have been more worried, but between the adrenaline high and the old comfort of fighting with someone who knew what he would do before he did it Lee was certain that the cylons could be stopped. Who could stand in their way when he and Kara worked together?

Re: This popped into my head when I read this prompt

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Awesome! Blood was definitely the first word that came to mind when I read it, so I'm happy you thought of it, too. Nice job!

[anastashial.livejournal.com]

_________! I told you that _________ wasn't going to _________ in the Viper with _________.

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

________, are you sure about this? I told you that I'm not really ready to ________. ________ dragged _______ by the arm anyway and pushed open the hatch. _________ and _________ glanced over as they entered, ________'s eyebrow raising in surprise. Who would have thought that Kara and Lee would ________.

[ez-as-pi.livejournal.com]

"Kara, are you sure about this? I told you I'm not really ready to do this in public."

Kara dragged Lee by the arm anyway and pushed open the hatch.

Bill and Laura glanced over as they entered, Laura's eyebrow raising in surprise.

Who would have thought that Kara and Lee would attend the ballroom dancing class.

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

HAAAA! That's awesome and has me grinning! LOLOL!

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

This was the last frakking straw. For ______ days, _______ had been avoiding ______. Ever since they _______, it's been nothing but barely contained anger and frustration. ______ was sick of it.

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

This was the last frakking straw. For three days, Lee had been avoiding Kara. Ever since they “talked”, it's been nothing but barely contained anger and frustration. Kara was sick of it.

She storms down the corridor towards the Memorial Hallway trying to figure out what the frak she’s going to do. Lee will think forever, and she can’t live in limbo avoiding Sam for that long. She needs to figure out what she’s going to do. The quiet of the Memorial has given her a sense of peace before. She’s not sure it will today, but it’s worth a try.

As she rounds the final turn, she sees him and stops short. Lee’s alone in the dim hall. His face bent down over a row a dancing candle flames. His hands deep in his pockets. His lips pursed, deep in thought. He’s beautiful, and for a man who claims very little faith, it certainly looks like he’s praying. Kara smiles, feeling the rage she’s carried since his rejection in the ready room shift to something else entirely.

“Hey,” she breathes. Lee doesn’t look up from the candles, only sniffs like he might have been crying. Kara steps up next to him, looking from the dripping wax to the pictures above trying to figure out what’s drawn Lee to this spot.

“I don’t know who I am any more.” His voice echoes in the corridor, interrupting the silence. “I used to know who I was supposed to be, but…”

“I’m sorry,” she says when it’s clear Lee isn’t going to go on.

“It’s not you. It started a long time ago. It just… It spiraled.”

Kara doesn’t know what to say to that. She blames herself, the kiss they share mere steps away after Kat’s memorial, the dance that bursts the dam wide open, the desire that fills the night sky over New Caprica. She can go back further back, but her eyes fall on a picture of a family smiling happily on the beach. The eyes of the mother and two of the children are instantly recognizable as Lt. Dualla’s. Dee’s not in the picture, but it’s clearly her family. Kara bites down on her lip and clasps her hands together behind her back to keep from reaching out.

“She left me, Kara. She told me I could go, but I couldn’t. And then she left.” His words shake with sadness, and Kara realizes that he’s staring at Dee’s parents, siblings now too. “I was trying to do the… I was going to do right by her, and she left.”

“I’m sorry, Lee.” It’s woefully inadequate so Kara slides her hand down his wrist and tries to worm into his pocket to offer her touch. Both hands didn’t fit, of course, and Kara pulls back. Her whole face falls when Lee’s hand remains balled against his thigh.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now.”

She waits a long moment before taking a breath. Then she closes her eyes and says, “What do you want to do, Lee? Not what you think you’re supposed to do. What do you want to do?”

Lee doesn’t reply. Instead he lifts his hand from his pocket and takes firm hold of hers. He rubs his thumb against her skin in a way that makes her feel hope. Kara turns slowly to look at him and finds Lee’s already there with just a hint a smile in his red rimmed eyes. It’s all the answer she needs.

[lizziec]

This is really lovely - especially the last paragraph (especially the last sentence) :)

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. I like the end too. *blush*

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's so beautiful. Kara's lovely here, braving rejection to help him decide. The memorial is really the perfect place for her to meet him. It's lovely and so simply elegant. <3

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. It was a great prompt, lots of energy and potential.


The memorial is one of my favorite visuals from the show. I like to be able to throw it in. ;)

[lizziec]

______ popped ______ into ______ and grimaced. The Old Man had been right. It didn't ______.

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Helo popped a lollipop into his mouth and grimaced. The Old Man had been right. It didn't look like Kara and Lee were EVER coming back from their honeymoon on Cloud 9.

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

LOL!

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

Hee! IKR????

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

Really. Now I'm envisioning the Cloud 9 honeymoon. *sigh*

[lizziec]

Giggling forever at this. Bravo! :D

[scifishipper.livejournal.com]

There are only six ______ left in the twelve worlds and ______'s not going to waste them. ______ tucks them into the locker and leaves the room with a _____.

______ is going to ______ tonight.

[lizziec]

There are only six water balloons left in the twelve worlds and Kara's not going to waste them. She tucks them into the locker and leaves the room with a fine specimen. Lee is going to get absolutely soaked tonight.