This week, it's nothing but gorgeous, amazing photo prompts.

Enjoy!

Edited to add: I found a way to make them more dial up friendly with clickable thumbnails. So just clicky on the pic, and see the big one.
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2009.23.3.D - Parliament

OOC: Canon during 4x03, "The Ties That Bind"

They were all staring at me. Lee Adama, no longer Captain or Major or Commander Lee Adama, but just citizen Lee Adama of the Colonies. Although, when you think about it, that's a pretty strange thing for a person to consider themselves these days, a citizen of the Twelve Colonies, since there aren't any to speak of. But as a citizen, at least legally, of Caprica, I was eligible to be sitting down at that table with all those other people staring at me.

( The Distinguished Gentleman )


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Lee Adama
'Battlestar Galactica' (new)
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( "The hottest love has the coldest end." Socrates
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Muse: Rose Tyler
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 330

( Who do you envy in the world, and why? )

Muse: Lisa Cuddy
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 328

A. Finish the sentence:

1. What the hell happened to your ______?

2. I told you, already, I was just ________

3. I do not think that ________ is something you should be doing naked.

4. If you have multiple personalities, I think you should stick to the one that ________

5. I am making you some _______.

6. If you think that hurt, wait until I _________

7. Do not presume to tell me that I cannot _______

B. Quotes

1. "The word "must" is not to be used to princes." Elizabeth I

2. "Brigands demand your money or your life; women require both." Samuel Butler

3. "The hottest love has the coldest end." Socrates

4. "If a man meets with injustice, it is not required that he shall not be roused to meet it; but if he is angry after he has had time to think upon it, that is sinful. The flame is not wring, but the coals are." George Orwell

5. "There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death." Kenneth Patchen

C. Titles

1. Baron

2. Knight

3. Lord

4. Queen

5. Czar

D. Who do you envy in the world, and why?

2009.23.1.C - "When the swords flash let no idea of love, piety, or even the face of your fathers move you." ~ Julius Caesar

5 February 2374

"Hi, Mom."

( Lull in the Action )

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Lt. (JG) Jaredan Aquino
Star Trek/Original Character
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2009.23.3.A - Hunt

So, for those of you who follow my blog and my exploits, you'll recall that I used to get in the old school spirit by playing "Top 25 Party Schools Bingo". Well, as much fun as that was (and still is, because if there is one thing that will never go out of style, it is college women's overriding need to behave as badly as possible), I've decided to create a new game, one that I think even the most novice of bros can participate in.

( NOOKIE BINGO )

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Barney Stinson
'How I Met Your Mother'
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Prompt 2009.23.1.C,D,E,M (starter phrases):

Once upon a time, the Q bleeding energy and helpless before him had been a friend, a lover, a sibling, like every other Q in the Continuum. Q stared at the fallen entity, and if the weapon he'd wielded had literally been a gun and he'd had a physical hand to hold it in, both would be trembling. This would have been so much easier if he could have killed the other with the first shot. Then it would have been war, kill or be killed. Now he could murder a helpless, injured fellow Q in cold blood... or he could walk away, leaving the other to die slowly and in agony, or else be healed and return to the battlefield looking for revenge.

As he hesitated, unable to bring himself to do what logic and perhaps even mercy said he should do, the other Q lifted her head (metaphorically, anyway). "Are you proud of yourself?" she snarled, her mind-voice harsh with pain.

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Muse: Q
Fandom: Star Trek Voyager
Note: The quote in the subject line comes from the song by the Cure, "Killing An Arab".

Sharon knew a thing or two about dying.

She didn't want to think about how many times a version of her model had been killed and downloaded; it was enough to remember the one that had downloaded all of her own memories just so she could get closer to Helo was Sharon was away from him.

It was enough to remember how many times Boomer had died, only to come and kidnap her daughter and frak Helo right in front of Sharon.

Love, though? Now she knew very little about that. She loved Hera, certainly, and she loved Karl. But then there was Lee, who complicated everything in her life now that they were on Earth -- not that he didn't complicate things beforehand.

Being able to download into a new body was a form of immortality, she supposed, until The Hub was blown up and that ability was taken away from all Cylons. Permanent death. What did it mean? Some of the models thought it was a good thing and brought them all closer to being human, or to God Himself, even.

Sharon liked to think that the one thing that brought her closer to being human was love.

Sure, it was a frakked-up kind of love that she couldn't really figure out, but it was there nonetheless. So even without The Hub, Sharon had the love of her husband, her daughter, and her secret lover. She couldn't make much sense of it all, but it meant she wasn't as much of a "toaster" as everyone had originally thought she was... and that she was capable of so much more than simple Jumps in a Raptor.

She could be more. Sharon just never knew that thousands of years later, when the bones of her daughter were discovered, the immortality of her family would live on in the modern Earth society.

Muse: Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom: Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count: 311
OOC Note: This prompt reply is based off the show's final canon ending as well as RP between Helo (callsign_helo) and Lee (arrow_of_apollo).
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Father's Day. Kara had hated it, and Tim had been the first one to call her up and leave her a phone message about how badly his Father's Day was going, too. It was sort of nice, being able to commiserate like that. It was something at least.

But it wasn't just her father that made that day so bad.

It was Bruce. It was Kal. It was Uncle Jonathan. It was all the men in her life that she'd let down somehow. Good grief, it was even Dick, who was probably the worst because she had planned to kill someone for him, and now he was trying to move on even though his therapist was dead, the one who had been helping him with all of that.

It was Boomer. It was Adam. It was Match.

Pretty much the only guy Kara hadn't let down in some way was Tim, and that was probably because he was always off brooding the same way she was last month. This month hadn't gotten any better, of course, but still.

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Kara Zor-El/Supergirl
Misc. Comics
304
OOC: Yay, the mun is back from hiatus finally! And this prompt reply is part canon, part fanon. The fanon muses referred to are Tim (boywonder3) and Dick (knight_flyer).

x-posted to realm_of_boukun

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. ~Edna St. Vincent Millay

Hsu allowed Daniel to change into a suit to attend the reception, although Dan was sure it was not as formal as he would like. Tough, it was the best Hsu could hope for, and a stiff, formal shirt was not conducive to dancing -- not his style, anyway -- and his father had specifically told him that he was to dance. He was already waiting for him as Dan left his apartment. A security guard, one of Hsu's personal ones, had waited in the room with him as he changed, and now MacDonald was waiting alongside Hsu, like the good little soldier he was. He barely paid attention to the Security Chief as he reluctantly took position next to Hsu, but for a second, he wondered if he saw something approaching sympathy in his eyes. No, he must have been mistaken.

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Daniel Hsu
Fandom: Highlander (OC)
1240 words
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Casa Giovanni, Comune di Lucca,
August 1578

The hours of the days were drawing shorter, like they were stones rolling down a hill picking up ever greater speed, as it came closer to the time for Antonio to leave for Pisa. The villa was bustling with servants packing and tending to the endless small details that they delighted in, while her parents and Antonio fêted the professors and other worthies from the university. And in the midst of the excitement and levity infecting the villa, Isabel grew quiet as her thoughts turned inward. Nightly she had recited the charms and words over the oil she had stolen from the church. Her brother might be leaving, but Isabel was adamant that she would not be forgotten.

It seemed that she had only blinked and the fortnight vanished, and now she had only three days to employ her spell before Antonio rode out of the gates and away from her. There was no one in the house she could speak with about how she was feeling: they simply did not understand why she was 'being selfish and mourning Antonio's fortune'. They could not see, or did not care to see, that for her whole life he had been her best friend and confidant; the co-discoverer of the secret places around the villa and co-conspirator when sweets, fresh-baked bread, and the best fruit would go missing from the kitchens. They understood one another's moods and thoughts completely that, at times, Isabel thought they were one person and not two separate individuals. She was so accustomed to seeing the shadow that looked as if it was cast by some curious and fabled four-legged, two-headed creature when they would scrabble around the countryside. Each time she glanced down and glimpsed her solitary shadow, a small pang stabbed at her heart and added to the feeling that she had been torn in half.

( Isabel sat on the sun warmed grass, drawing her knees up to her chest and resting her head on her knees, closed her eyes to the sad, small silhouette the sun was casting upon the ground. )

Isabel Giovanni // World of Darkness // 1673 words

John would never consider himself a hunter in the ordinary sense. He was no predator, no criminal. Many would not approve of his methods, but he considered himself as one who brought enlightenment. His way was natural justice, he reasoned. A form of justice that was far above the laws of humanity as they stood. In his mind, appreciation was all. And if he had to resort to unorthodox, even dark, methods to help the ungrateful of the world appreciate their lives, then so be it.

He would admit that there was an element of hunting, of stalking, in the way that he sought out and captured his test subjects. But the comparison to a hunter ended right there. His was a mission with an almost spiritual nature. The games he set up were not played for his own twisted enjoyment. There was far more than a hunt involved there.

Words: 150
Muse: John Kramer AKA Jigsaw
Fandom: Saw

"It'll almost be a shame to leave."  Claire murmured suddenly, twisting away from the window where she was standing.  She had been standing there for awhile now, seemingly lost in her thoughts as she watched the trees and the scenery that surrounded the little cabin.

Sylar was lounging on their bed lazily, his arms clasped over the flatness of his stomach as he watched her with an idle gaze.  "Why would we have to leave?"  He ruined the peaceful look by arching a brow curiously at her.

"Oh come on, we both know we can't stay."  She sighed softly while moving to the bed.  He scooted a bit to make some room for her as she dropped down onto the mattress with a slight bounce and a frown on her lips.  "Eventually we're going to have to move on, whether because someone finds us or because we just want to but eventually we're going to leave." 

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Claire Bennet
Heroes: AU verse
[Dangerous Game!verse]
WC: 2049
[heroslayer  is used with love and permission]

( Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality. ~Emily Dickinson )

Muse: Dana Scully
Fandom: the X-Files
Word Count: 654

Of all your muses, which one is…

1. The most beautiful/handsome? his_firstborn
2. The most “book smart”? neidr_melltith
3. The most “street smart”? athenea432

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Mark Carter
Fandom: Original Character
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4. Mun Prompt

Step up, writers, and brace yourself. Today’s exercise involves all those people in your head. Gather them together, have them get comfortable. All set? Good. Now, the task before you is quite simple. Below is a list of qualities or other factors. You must, with the input of your muses, choose one of them as the one being best suited for each section.

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