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Good morning, everyone! Feel free to go back to yesterday's post to snag some gorgeous pilots icons if you're looking for pretty - otherwise, a game!

First Lines
Today’s game is borrowed from plaid_slytherin over on bsg-epics:

Leave the first line from one of your fics in a post. Then someone else can leave the next sentence (or paragraph at most), and the next person can add to that. These don't need to have anything to do with the original story (and are funnier when they don't!). Keep these new fics going and have fun! Be serious or cracky—everything goes.

If something you write would warrant a warning at bsg_kink, please put that warning in the title of your post.

You can also do more than one—just put each beginning line in a separate post. Add a link to the original fic, if you want.

Silliness!
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Date: 2012-02-08 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n-e-star.livejournal.com
What every one forgets about Apollo's Arrow is that it was just one of thousands of arrows that the youthful love god had pulled from his quiver; and just like those other arrows it had one result.

(from Whom the Gods Would Destroy (http://palis-delon.livejournal.com/527.html))
Edited Date: 2012-02-08 02:57 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-02-08 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wicked-sassy.livejournal.com
At the time, it seemed like a great idea.

Date: 2012-02-08 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wicked-sassy.livejournal.com
He heard the flutter of wings nearby. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he could see a pigeon roosting in a tree. "Blasted pigeon," he thought to himself.

Date: 2012-02-08 05:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wicked-sassy.livejournal.com
Lee looked at Kara, still rumpled, hair wild around her head. "I always knew you had refined culinary taste."

Date: 2012-02-08 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] requialexa.livejournal.com
The ambrosia that doesn't make it into her mouth dribbles down the striaght line of her neck, mesmerizing him, making him miss when he reaches for the proffered bottle.

Date: 2012-02-08 06:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kballgetlost.livejournal.com
With her eyes she dares him to take a taste of her mixed with ambrosia.

Date: 2012-02-08 06:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n-e-star.livejournal.com
For a second all the myths she had to learn in school come flooding back and she really hopes she won't end up as a tree or a cow or something.

Date: 2012-02-08 06:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n-e-star.livejournal.com
It ends with a three legged dog.

Date: 2012-02-08 07:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wicked-sassy.livejournal.com
A three-legged dog eating an ice cube. Crunch crunch.

Date: 2012-02-08 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] n-e-star.livejournal.com
"Should you really be throwing ice cubes to that thing?" Lee asked, "What if it chokes?"

Date: 2012-02-08 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
Lee found the Batcave at the age of ten.

(from Show me a hero (http://rachelindeed.livejournal.com/13488.html))

Date: 2012-02-08 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
Ishay stopped them outside the privacy curtain. "He woke up twenty minutes ago," she told them. "And asked for both of you."
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