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Now, progress on the cliche fic month. It might help me if I didn't have a completely new idea for an SPN fic... which I am going to resist... maybe...
Posted - The Pen Is Mouthier Than The Sword - SPN, Telepathy / Dean has powers / Living!Impala.
In Progress
SG-1 - Outsider POV / Telepathy
SPN - Amnesia!fic
SGA - McKay/Sheppard Amnesia!fic / Accidental coming out / aliens made them do it / stranded offworld.
No snippet... it's on my harddrive at home... d'oh!
Still to start - Gilmore Girls, Amnesia!apocafic / zombies.
Now, progress on the cliche fic month. It might help me if I didn't have a completely new idea for an SPN fic... which I am going to resist... maybe...
Posted - The Pen Is Mouthier Than The Sword - SPN, Telepathy / Dean has powers / Living!Impala.
In Progress
SG-1 - Outsider POV / Telepathy
Nielson… Nelson…Benson… why can I never remember their names?
You’re pretty sure you don’t see his lips move but that’s definitely General O’Neill’s voice. “Jannsan,” you supply and your voice is a dull croak. You’re starting to get a Very Bad Feeling about what’s going on.
It’s a running joke that if people had inscribed on their tombstones the last words they ever heard, most scientists would have; Maybe you shouldn’t touch th-. And the kicker is that you know, you know that you can’t go laying hands on anything because nine times out of ten you’re picking up some long dead widget that was maybe an apple corer or something but that tenth time…
“Jannsan,” O’Neill says brightly, swinging one leg over the bed he’s on so he’s facing you. “Nice to see you’ve rejoined the party.”
“Sir?” You’re never really sure if he’s mad or not. Sometimes it’s easy to tell, like that time you blew up your lab, the two adjoining labs and half the commissary on roast beef day when they had been promising real baked potatoes for a week. Then, yeah, it was pretty easy to tell that he was ticked.
SPN - Amnesia!fic
Motel room, nothing in the drawers but there’s a duffle at the end of the bed. Some t-shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans in various states of repair. Right at the bottom is a gun, silver with a pearl handle.
Huh.
Bathroom door opens and there’s a guy standing in a towel, looking a little bewildered. “Dean?” he says like he’s unsure.
“You know who I am?”
“I don't know,” he says. “Dean is written on your forehead, but backwards, like you’d see it in a mirror.”
“Oh, okay. So, this is all nice and freaky then.”
SGA - McKay/Sheppard Amnesia!fic / Accidental coming out / aliens made them do it / stranded offworld.
No snippet... it's on my harddrive at home... d'oh!
Still to start - Gilmore Girls, Amnesia!apocafic / zombies.
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