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For this bonus round, the prompts will all be dialogue!
This will be somewhat similar to "Adopt a Line" threads on older writing forums. For prompts, post a line or lines of dialogue. For fills, post something that uses the dialogue, or is inspired by the dialogue. Your prompt can be any length, from one line to an entire conversation.
This round will end on June 16th.
Fills can be in any format, and you can fill your teammates prompts, but you cannot fill your own prompt.
You can post as many fills and as many prompts as you want!
for your prompt post title, please use the following format:
PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
for your fill post title, please use the following format:
FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 150 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 100 points each
Fills 5-10: 50 points each
Fills 11-20: 40 points each
Fills 21-50: 30 points each
Fills 51+: 25 points each
PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM
Date: 2024-06-02 05:59 am (UTC)FILL: TEAM TRANSFORMERS
Date: 2024-06-10 02:59 am (UTC)Canon: Movies/Tyran
WC: 641
Carly Spencer was an administrative assistant for the British embassy when she first met Mikaela Banes.
She had been brought along on a tour of the N.E.S.T. headquarters in Washington as an extra being utilized outside of her usual job description. She was labelled a personal assistant but truly utilized as a glorified gopher. Carly’s clearance wasn’t high enough for the current meeting her superiors were in, but she knew her role in all of this.
Wander, look a little mystified by everything, and see what the American soldiers would let slip to her.
Carly was ready to be hit on, but she was expecting it to come from a leering alpha male, not a woman digging furiously into an alien robot’s arm in the middle of what looked like a robot-size waiting room.
Said woman barely looked up from her look as she spoke to Mikaela. “Please, step exactly behind me. There’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours. Sideswipe’s arm transforms into a giant sword that is currently unable to actually come out.”
Said robot spoke perfect English in reply. “I’m not gonna stab a human!”
“You’ve fucked this so hard I think it’s gonna change the second I get this joint unlocked, whether you want it to or not!”
Carly did as she was told and thought to herself as the two continued to argue. Her business attire was always conservative—button-up shirts always done up to her neck and that always had enough room in the bust, knee length skirts, wide-leg pants to create uniform, boring legs, and perfectly tailored jackets that complimented her overall shape. When dressed like this, men usually gave very general compliments (more like cat-calls) because they didn’t know enough about fashion to imagine what was underneath.
She was honestly just happy that someone had finally noticed how good this pantsuit was, in a roundabout way.
From this angle, Carly couldn’t see the woman’s face or what she was doing. The Autobot named Sideswipe was staring intently at her work, while complaining about how some (presumably) squadmates were useless, and how he wouldn’t be like this if it wasn’t for them.
The mechanic told him to stop complaining.
Then, Carly jumped a foot into the air as the previously mentioned sword arm finally popped out.
“What did I say!” said the mechanic.
“Primus, we should have never let Ratchet take you as an assistant, his personality is rubbing off on you.” Sideswipe rotated his arm at his elbow, inspecting both sides of the blade before transforming the limb back to just an arm. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” As the robot left, the mechanic turned to face Carly.
She was cute, really cute. Actually, kind of smoking hot with her hair up in a messy bun and with what looked like both regular grease and possibly alien fluids smeared on her face, arms, and coveralls. She stared at Carly for a moment before breaking out into—an also very cute—smile. “Oh, you’re with the Brits, right?”
“Yes, Carly Spencer.”
“Mikaela Banes.” Her smile turned into a slight grimace. “Ah… sorry about the comment on your chest. I was a little focused in on Sideswipe’s arm and my mouth got ahead of my mind.”
Carly laughed and Mikaela’s expression turned sheepish. She spared the other woman, decided to shoot her own shot. “No, no, you’re good. Maybe you can show me how yours look in some more form-flattering clothes at a later date?”
The smile returned. “It better be an actual date then.”
“Oh, of course.” Carly pulled out her phone and passed it to Mikaela. “Your number, please.”
Later, Carly smiled at the robot and wrench emojis Mikaela had added into her contact name as a text flashed in her notifications.
So, when and where?
Re: FILL: TEAM TRANSFORMERS
Date: 2024-06-15 01:59 am (UTC)