Fics, Memes, and Drabbles

[wightknight]

A collection of all the writing I've done for my characters over the years in memes.  Also a place to request a fic.  Respond wih one of your characters, one of mine, and a one-sentence or one-word prompt and I'll write a short fic.

Fics by Character
Lucas | Mother 3 (9)
Yuki Nagato | The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (4)
Susan Sto Helit | Discworld (17)
Grimsley | Pokemon (3)
Beast Boy | Teen Titans (1)
Ivan | Golden Sun (1)
Palom | Final Fantasy IV (1)
Miscellaneous | Characters Never/No Longer Played (2)

Comments

Yuki/Kyon | Space AU | AU Meme 1/26/11

[tenderoblivion]

"Oh, geez! C'monnnnnn!"

The fighter ship wobbles violently to the right as he desperately scrabbles with the controls. Bursts of red and green light occasionally flash on the screen before him; he doesn't know much about piloting these things, but he does know lasers don't mean anything good. The distant sound of an explosion accentuates this fact as he continues to press buttons and pull levers, nearly entirely at random.

How he'd managed to get himself into this mess, he didn't know. It had seemed perfectly logical at the time: sneak into the enemy star base, blow it up, escape on one of their ships. The fact that their ships were a bit different from his ship hadn't exactly crossed his mind at the time. The fact that blowing up a base invariably meant a whole swarm of surviving star fighters ready for one last epic aerial space battle hadn't crossed his mind, either. Things wouldn't be quite so bad if he'd had some company; at least they could blow up brilliantly together. But all he had left was the bizarre maintenance drone that didn't ever seem to leave standby mode for more than 10 minutes at a time.

Worthless piece of 30th century junk, really.

"C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon!" He stabs at a red button.

The ship performs a barrel roll straight into a laser. He doesn't need to see the screen to feel the left wing detach.

"Oh man...! Computer, give me a reading on -- Not now!"

This last is directed to the tap on his shoulder. It takes him a few moments to wonder who is tapping him on the shoulder; he swivels around. And stares.

"The data output indicates that difficulties are being experienced in the piloting of this X2389 G Model NeutronJet. Do you require assistance?"

He stares. And nods. The robot drone nods in response.

"Accessing databanks.... Please move to the side."

And as he dumbly shifts out of the seat, he wonders why the thing is designed to look like a schoolgirl.

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"Flight successfully completed. You enjoyed your martini?"

He did. He'd also enjoyed the complimentary foot massage that was apparently installed into the co-pilot's seat. Also the fact that they were still alive, had landed perfectly despite missing a wing and an engine, and had only been struck once more.

"It is pleasing to hear."

And she shuts off.