May. 4th, 2009


Handicap / Cursed Chakram

Title: Handicap
Characters: Irvine, Squall
Rating: PG13
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 142
Author's Notes: Okay, not exactly 100 words, but this is my thank you to Hecates for writing my Irvine/Squall request. ^-^ Thanks again! <3

"You can't be serious. You really think your gunblade can beat my perfect aim?" Irvine scoffed, twirling his revolver by the trigger. "How accurate can you hit with a weapon that has such a big-ass blade on it? That has to make aiming hard as heck!"

Squall stared at Irvine in silence, annoyed by the pretend cowboy.

"Aw, come on. Quit it with the silent, moody act and step up to a bit ol' sport. See that sign up there? Whoever can shoot the 'R' off it wins,"

A silent nod. "Good, you can go first. Call it a handicap."

Raising his gunblade, Squall took aim. His body tensed for a minute before he very quickly shot the 'R' and smashed the butt of the gunblade into Irvine's jaw. Smirking, Squall didn't look at the stunned gunslinger as he said, "I win."


Title: Cursed Chakram
Characters: Fujin
Rating: PG13
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: This is pretty dark, first off. Secondly, I once, long ago, read a fic that suggested Fujin and Raijin were sister and brother and I've always liked and stuck to that idea (whether or not its true - no clue). So that's why they're bro and sis in this drabble.

When she was six, her father put a chakram into her tiny hands and forced her to learn how to wield. It was too big for her tiny body, but she made due, afraid of the consequences. At eight, she killed her first monster with it, saving her brother, Raijin, from certain death. At nine, during her first and last slip up ever, she lost her eye to the chakram. In anger and misery, she killed her father with it at the age of ten. By the age of eighteen, her chakram was stained with more blood then any battlefield.

Apr. 27th, 2009


Prompt #41

Galbadia wins with 10 points! Maybe the other Gardens didn't show because of blackmail photos! In that case, Galbadia is naughty!

This week's word prompt: #41 - Weapons

Gunblades, fists, and whips! Oh my!

Weapons are a part of life for SeeDs and for some it might take a while to find that perfect fit. Of course, words are almost a better weapon than blades at times.

Is Quistis' tongue sharper than the crack of her whip and which do you think she might have honed first? Squall picks up the gunblade for the first time: does it click for him or does he struggle? Zell's mouth might have gotten him into trouble, thus forcing him to pick fists for weapons. Perhaps Laguna once wrote something biting and sharp but never sent it. Out of boredom has there been a SeeD or a Cadet who decided to use a pen or pencil as a weapon?

Whatever the choice of weapon, give it to us in 100 words!

October 2015




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