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Fills Here! bloodofpyke December 20 2011, 22:20:00 UTC
Leave a link to your filled prompt here, making sure to specify in the title the character/ship and prompt you filled.

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Re: Fills Here! inksplotch_ed December 21 2011, 04:57:55 UTC
prompt: future, I'm missing the war/Till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning (and I forget) (bloodofpyke)

fill: we faced the dusk, we faced the dawn

this is not good omg sorry

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Re: Fills Here! bloodofpyke December 21 2011, 06:47:20 UTC
prompt: the kids, post-movie, there are many names in history/but none of them are ours

fill: that sacred ground

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Re: Fills Here! bloodofpyke December 21 2011, 07:13:29 UTC
prompt: Moses, post-movie, They're trying to drive you into the ground, to see if anything/Walks away

fill: out for blood

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Any Questions? bloodofpyke December 20 2011, 22:27:23 UTC
Leave them here!

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bloodofpyke December 20 2011, 22:37:09 UTC
Moses, Why am I fighting to live/If I'm just living to fight

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bloodofpyke December 20 2011, 22:41:39 UTC
future, I'm missing the war/Till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning (and I forget)

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We Faced the Dusk, We Faced the Dawn [1/2] (Moses, Pest, Biggz) inksplotch_ed December 21 2011, 04:54:01 UTC
It's gonna get easier, it's gonna.

It's gotta.

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It's not as bad as it could be, but it's still worse than they could have imagined.

Fallout with the feds is minimal; between Sam and Tia, they manage to navigate the legal bullshit and point out that with no witnesses, no evidence, and actually, testimony to the contrary, Moses and Pest couldn't be held for the murder of the officers or of Hi-Hatz's guys. The weed and the joyride couldn't be proven. The explosion and the cut cuffs were harder to handle, but Sam spun an elaborate story about mistaken identity and arson and somehow, magically, they were off the hook ( ... )

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We Faced the Dusk, We Faced the Dawn [2/2] (Moses, Pest, Biggz) inksplotch_ed December 21 2011, 04:56:39 UTC
Pest gets ready to be alone. He figures it’ll be days, maybe weeks before Biggz’s mom lets him out of the flat; longer before Moses is ready to be around other people. He hunches his shoulders, yanks his cap down, assures Nan that the Feds made a mistake, honest! and the leg’s gonna be fine! before popping in FIFA and settling in for a long, solitary, video-game filled hibernation. He hopes they’ll help him not to think. They usually work pretty perfectly for that ( ... )

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anonymous December 21 2011, 08:52:10 UTC
later that night (or, well: the next morning. but it’s not as if his cell has windows), once the police had broken up the crowd and tidied away most of the blood and dead creatures, she visits him ( ... )

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