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Call me crazy, but I'm inviting everyone to poke my muse.  Below the cut, you'll find a "bingo card" with numbers in each of 36 squares.  I need 36 prompts so that I know what to write about, and that's where you come in.  I'm asking my flist to give me the toughest prompts they can (as a comment to this post) in order to really tickle my muse with a little challenge.  The prompts have a couple of rules though, and it's important that you follow them.  If you don't, I'm going to have to delete your comment so that I can keep track of the numbers on the prompts.

1. There can only be ONE prompt per comment.  If you have more ideas, you can post up to three different prompts each in its own comment to this post, but you can't put multiple prompts into one comment.

2. Nothing can be fandom specific.  My muse will pick which fandom to put with each prompt (or whether to write original)

3. I'm going to limit these prompts to no more than rated XXX, (yeah, I don't really have a top rating level, so feel free to throw it at me with both barrels)

4.  Specific prompts--a unique object, a specific action, a detailed location--are generally better than something so general that it doesn't tickle the muse.

5.  Variety is the spice of life, and a wide range of prompts really makes for the most challenge!

If you want to see what kind of crazy I'm getting into, you can see all the 6x6 rules over at http://lit-gal.livejournal.com/322550.html


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Date: 2009-12-26 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carnadosa.livejournal.com
The little round pot is cat's eye green and sun-warm to the touch. It looks empty...


Maybe you know what happens next. It was in my dream last night and the alarm when off as I went to poke it. /disclaimer

Date: 2009-12-26 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] velvetwhip.livejournal.com
Here's a prompt:

An orange satin comforter


Gabrielle

Date: 2009-12-26 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sunnyd-lite.livejournal.com
"Purple," he thought. "Why did it have to be purple?" have fun!

Date: 2009-12-26 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] velvetwhip.livejournal.com
Well, if you want something that could be kinky:

It's just pictures of you with a gun in your hand, with a rose in your teeth, lying nude in the sand


Gabrielle

Date: 2009-12-26 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jan-irving.livejournal.com
He watched as the yellow spice spilled onto the scale, licking his lips as the dust rose, taking some finate amount away from the bride-price. It wouldn't be enough, and if it wasn't, there was just one thing he had left to barter...

Date: 2009-12-26 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kei-rin.livejournal.com
Prompt:

And sometimes the penguins are just out to get you.

Date: 2009-12-26 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] keladry4664.livejournal.com
No one was quite sure where the child had come from, or for that matter, what to do with her.

Date: 2009-12-26 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spiceblueeyes.livejournal.com
The black cat strutted by, feigning indifference to the pink chalk that dusted its coat. Humans were so juvenile.

Date: 2009-12-26 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] keladry4664.livejournal.com
There are lovers content with longing.
I’m not one of them.
-Rumi

Date: 2009-12-26 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ruefull.livejournal.com
It would all be so much easier, he thought despairingly, if he could just be honest about who and what he really was.

Date: 2009-12-26 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krossero.livejournal.com
He kicked off his sodden shoes, watching with disgust as they landed with a wet *thunk* on the hardwood floor. Some days just weren't worth getting out of bed for.

Good luck! :-)

Date: 2009-12-26 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cammy-kat.livejournal.com
How on Earth had it all gotten to this? he'd only left for half an hour.. Oh God Vegemite smeared into the keyboard.. and look someone's thoughtfully dusted sugar all though the carpet..Oh god was that paint?.. He hoped it was paint

Date: 2009-12-26 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] auroradream.livejournal.com
Huh, he thought as he tugged at the cuff binding him to the headboard, this may be an issue.

Date: 2009-12-26 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] auroradream.livejournal.com
"Have you done a snow dance yet?"

"A snow dance?"

"Yeah, you know... where you dance outside naked around a bowl of ice to make it snow the next day?"

"..."

"Seriously! My family did it all the time! My mom was the one who started it."

"Your mom!?"

Date: 2009-12-26 07:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] keladry4664.livejournal.com
He would sell himself before letting any of the girls do the same, but he knew he was only delaying the inevitable.

Date: 2009-12-26 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurie-ky.livejournal.com
When the insomnia was driving me crazy, you don't know how I wanted to kill you for being asleep at night. I would wander through the house and then come and stare at you, slumbering away and peacefully unaware that I could really, really have murdered you.


Laurie

Date: 2009-12-26 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] technodragon78.livejournal.com
Human's have the tendency to confound me with their emotional limitations.

Date: 2009-12-26 07:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
Sometimes, he thought, he was just so sick and tired of being the normal one. The one without brains or powers or skills and most importantly the one who most often overlooked by his own friends.

Date: 2009-12-26 08:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tigerstriped86.livejournal.com
Here's my prompt...with a little help from Collins of Rent fame...

"Lets open up a restaurant in Santa Fe"

Date: 2009-12-26 08:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cammy-kat.livejournal.com
did she really exist? she wondered .. if no one believed in her was she actually here at all

Date: 2009-12-26 09:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] duskshadows.livejournal.com
He felt the damp wall of the cave with blind hands, craving nothing more than what he couldn't remember.

Date: 2009-12-26 10:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dharma-slut.livejournal.com
When the going gets tough the tough go... somewhere. Something. Dammit, he couldn't remember!

Date: 2009-12-26 10:59 am (UTC)
ext_8622: (btvs oz whoa by __yourbestbet__)
From: [identity profile] dustandroses.livejournal.com
He studied the intertwined bodies and pretzeled limbs before him. Damn. He hadn't realized group sex could be so complicated. He wasn't sure where to start!

Date: 2009-12-26 12:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swanpride.livejournal.com
He traced his sensitive skin, not sure how he should feel about this permanent mark of ownership, left on his unwilling body.

Date: 2009-12-26 12:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swanpride.livejournal.com
Who would have thought that a simple bell could be that kinky?
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