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rainbowfic2015-08-02 12:44 am
greenling) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-02 12:44 am
Rose #16, Sherry #6, Famous #20
Name: Greenling
Story: All Great Things/Summer Blockbuster '15
Colors: Rose #16 (The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.), Sherry #6 (The smallest "robe" will fit me, And just a bit of "crown";), Famous #20 (Skeleton guns are wedding bells in the attic)
Supplies and Styles: Eraser, Mosaic (Summer Blockbuster), Graffiti (Summer Blockbuster, Dead Time), Novelty Beads (Image), Glitter
Word Count: 711
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing specific given the rating.
Summary: So Dmitry, Diana, and Rhys have entered the shatter after Luna got sucked through a convenient Plot Hole in the Self-Insert Challenge fic, and landed in what seems to be the middle of an ocean next to an unmanned ship. (I'm still writing that bit, that's why this took two days.) Now, they witness a strange sea battle and meet a woman with flowers in her hair (and other places).
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Dmitry had just about gotten his ponytail squeegeed out when waves started hitting the ship. It rocked gently to the right (or whatever the hell direction), just enough for him to lose his balance and fall into the cabin wall behind him. He swore under his breath. Then- because things had to get worse- the werewolf kid came running back, shouting and pointing at the sky.
"The hell do y'all two see that?"
Dmitry shaded his eyes with his hand and looked where Rhys was pointing. All he could see was gray clouds.
"See what? Is there a storm coming?"
Rhys looked back and forth, gritting his teeth, then waved at Dmitry without a word and ran back over up the steps to the big deck thing with the wheel on it. Dmitry followed him. As he went up the steps, his worries that they'd be stuck on some empty, worm-eaten derelict during a storm were... well. Far on the horizon, a massive creature thrashed, all black scales and giant fins. The only clue to its scale were two figures, one near its head, looking small enough to lay flat on its nose but holding what looked like massive reins. The other leapt from thrashing segment to segment, swinging a sword as big as they were at the person near the head.
Rhys and Dmitry just stood there, watching the scene play out over a couple of minutes. Every time the sword got near, the giant snake-fish-monster would dodge, or dive under the water, or flip the person into the air with a bat of its massive tail, which apparently didn't hurt their ability to land gingerly on its back. At some point, Diana came back up from her search belowdecks and found them, staring silently along with them. The look on her face was hard and angry.
"Is that sword chick glowing?" Rhys asked quietly.
Dmitry shrugged. "I have no idea how you can tell that's a woman from this distance."
In the blink of an eye, the giant fish disappeared under the waves. Dmitry frowned- and just as quickly was knocked to the ground as a massive wave erupted, dousing the ship in frothing salt water. His eyes stung and he couldn't breathe, and worse when they hit the side of the ship in a pile and the damn kid's bony elbows knocked into his chest.
As he came back to his senses, Dmitry heard laughing above them, rising higher and higher as a shower of droplets came down. Coughing and gripping the sword tight, he looked up in time to see the last of the (giant, massive, impossible) fish soar over the ship and fly- fly- into the air. He didn't realize he was gaping until the salt spray landed on his tongue.
"Fuck. No." Diana said from behind him, climbing to her feet. "Not here!"
The fish rose higher and higher in the sky, nearly fading out of sight against the sun; just as it became a tiny squiggle of fish, a tiny dot fell from it. Whatever it was came in fast, a bright green blur that hit the deck with a crunch and bouncing, smashing into the door of the captain's cabin and rolling inside.
Dmitry took a second to catch his breath. Diana paused beside him, then walked over to investigate the cabin. Rhys was curled up in a little ball, growling something under his breath, so Dmitry shook his head and, not knowing what else to do, followed her.
"Rhys was right," Diana mumbled as he got near. "She is glowing."
Inside was a woman, bizarrely unharmed and bizarrely dressed in some tiny little green silk-and-metal corset-dress thing that had no business covering her under normal circumstances. As it was, she was clearly pissed, trying to squirm out of matte black-and-gold chains that made Dmitry's stomach feel a little sick looking at them. She was also covered in flowers, which he refused to process.
"Cut her loose."
"What?" Dmitry frowned. "How do we know she's the good guy here?"
"Because that was Rose on the giant fish monster."
His eyes widened, and he looked at her at first like she might be joking. No luck there, from her expression.
"Okay." He sighed. "Fuck."
Story: All Great Things/Summer Blockbuster '15
Colors: Rose #16 (The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.), Sherry #6 (The smallest "robe" will fit me, And just a bit of "crown";), Famous #20 (Skeleton guns are wedding bells in the attic)
Supplies and Styles: Eraser, Mosaic (Summer Blockbuster), Graffiti (Summer Blockbuster, Dead Time), Novelty Beads (Image), Glitter
Word Count: 711
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing specific given the rating.
Summary: So Dmitry, Diana, and Rhys have entered the shatter after Luna got sucked through a convenient Plot Hole in the Self-Insert Challenge fic, and landed in what seems to be the middle of an ocean next to an unmanned ship. (I'm still writing that bit, that's why this took two days.) Now, they witness a strange sea battle and meet a woman with flowers in her hair (and other places).
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Dmitry had just about gotten his ponytail squeegeed out when waves started hitting the ship. It rocked gently to the right (or whatever the hell direction), just enough for him to lose his balance and fall into the cabin wall behind him. He swore under his breath. Then- because things had to get worse- the werewolf kid came running back, shouting and pointing at the sky.
"The hell do y'all two see that?"
Dmitry shaded his eyes with his hand and looked where Rhys was pointing. All he could see was gray clouds.
"See what? Is there a storm coming?"
Rhys looked back and forth, gritting his teeth, then waved at Dmitry without a word and ran back over up the steps to the big deck thing with the wheel on it. Dmitry followed him. As he went up the steps, his worries that they'd be stuck on some empty, worm-eaten derelict during a storm were... well. Far on the horizon, a massive creature thrashed, all black scales and giant fins. The only clue to its scale were two figures, one near its head, looking small enough to lay flat on its nose but holding what looked like massive reins. The other leapt from thrashing segment to segment, swinging a sword as big as they were at the person near the head.
Rhys and Dmitry just stood there, watching the scene play out over a couple of minutes. Every time the sword got near, the giant snake-fish-monster would dodge, or dive under the water, or flip the person into the air with a bat of its massive tail, which apparently didn't hurt their ability to land gingerly on its back. At some point, Diana came back up from her search belowdecks and found them, staring silently along with them. The look on her face was hard and angry.
"Is that sword chick glowing?" Rhys asked quietly.
Dmitry shrugged. "I have no idea how you can tell that's a woman from this distance."
In the blink of an eye, the giant fish disappeared under the waves. Dmitry frowned- and just as quickly was knocked to the ground as a massive wave erupted, dousing the ship in frothing salt water. His eyes stung and he couldn't breathe, and worse when they hit the side of the ship in a pile and the damn kid's bony elbows knocked into his chest.
As he came back to his senses, Dmitry heard laughing above them, rising higher and higher as a shower of droplets came down. Coughing and gripping the sword tight, he looked up in time to see the last of the (giant, massive, impossible) fish soar over the ship and fly- fly- into the air. He didn't realize he was gaping until the salt spray landed on his tongue.
"Fuck. No." Diana said from behind him, climbing to her feet. "Not here!"
The fish rose higher and higher in the sky, nearly fading out of sight against the sun; just as it became a tiny squiggle of fish, a tiny dot fell from it. Whatever it was came in fast, a bright green blur that hit the deck with a crunch and bouncing, smashing into the door of the captain's cabin and rolling inside.
Dmitry took a second to catch his breath. Diana paused beside him, then walked over to investigate the cabin. Rhys was curled up in a little ball, growling something under his breath, so Dmitry shook his head and, not knowing what else to do, followed her.
"Rhys was right," Diana mumbled as he got near. "She is glowing."
Inside was a woman, bizarrely unharmed and bizarrely dressed in some tiny little green silk-and-metal corset-dress thing that had no business covering her under normal circumstances. As it was, she was clearly pissed, trying to squirm out of matte black-and-gold chains that made Dmitry's stomach feel a little sick looking at them. She was also covered in flowers, which he refused to process.
"Cut her loose."
"What?" Dmitry frowned. "How do we know she's the good guy here?"
"Because that was Rose on the giant fish monster."
His eyes widened, and he looked at her at first like she might be joking. No luck there, from her expression.
"Okay." He sighed. "Fuck."