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Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.

No holds barred. O-fic or any fandom you know I write in. Knock yourselves out.

ETA:

A Tolkien Mary Sue/Self-insert for Tehta
Haldir in Alqualonde, with a glass of wine and an amused partner for Min
Thranduil considers Thorin Oakenshield for Spiced Wine

Date: 2013-11-20 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kenazfiction.livejournal.com
"I found her alone in the woods," Glorfindel explained, gesturing toward the petite woman who sat astride Asfaloth, looking bewildered and miserable. Asfaloth, sensing her unhappiness, turned his head a whickered softly, as if to comfort her. "Her riding skills are impressive," the golden one continued. "I think Asfaloth would prefer her to me; perhaps I ought make her a gift-- such natural ability deserve a worthy mount!"

"Look at her eyes," Elladan moaned, unable to release her from his gaze. "Exquisite."

Elrohir, equally enraptured, nodded. "Like twin amethysts, yet with the fire of the Silmarils blazing within!"

Erestor reached, as if compelled, to stroke here hair. "This color red," he said in a voice hushed with awe, "I have not seen its like since Maedhros' day! She must be the last scion of some high and ancient line, lost to us until now!"

"Queens..." the ethereal maid whispered, her voice ragged from disuse. Each Elf in the room felt his heart contract at the injustice that such a delicate creature should sound so frightened, so haggard.

Reflexively, Erestor dropped to one knee. "My lady, you are a queen?"

"Of course!" Glorfindel slapped his palm to his forehead, and likewise sank in obeisance. "From what realm do you hail, your highness?"

The fair maiden sighed and pinched the bridge of her small and slightly upturned nose. "QUEENS!" she said emphatically. "I'm not a queen; I'm FROM Queens! Will one of you please tell me how the fuck to get back there??"

The assembled throng could only stand there and behold her, speechless.

Date: 2013-11-20 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartofoshun.livejournal.com
This is fabulous!

Date: 2013-11-20 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenine2.livejournal.com
I would love to make an eloquent comment, but all I can come up with is "har!"

Date: 2013-11-20 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tehta.livejournal.com
I can't say I blame her/you. The Elves are being quite rude, what with all the staring and hair-petting. Rude, yet boring.

Date: 2013-11-21 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kenazfiction.livejournal.com
That's what always got be about the Obvious!Mary Sues... who actually *wants* to be the center of that much adulation? It would be tedious and make my skin crawl.

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