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[Tigress M]

@LadyD - Do what you want! We don't have any stinking rules about this except that you have fun doing it!

Edit for ToP

I have no idea why/what Aubrianna is winking at, but I'm sure she wouldn't be doing it if she realized how silly she looks.  Luckily, Alistair has other things on his mind and doesn't seem to have noticed.

Modifié par Tigress M, 27 novembre 2010 - 04:57 .

[Yankee23]

Merilsell wrote...

Reika wrote...
And I've always seen love as something of an addiction, not that its a bad thing exactly, but some of the effects seem the same.

Edit: Oh Rage, you are so bad, yet so funny.

Yeah...that is why I was asking if lyrium has to be the drug 'used', so to speak. *still trying to figure this prompt out*

Anyway I have a similar idea to that which will evolve in the more smutty regions, I think. Don't sure if I should do this, however. As for your prompt answer, Reika, well played. You have combinated those two things quite perfectly.

Rage that was funny. Me likes some lulzy Oghren/ Alistair convos *is writing one right now in her main story*

Go for it, Merisell!

[LadyDamodred]

Alrighty then. I shall get cracking.

[RagingCyclone]

Merisell, I say go for it. We've already seen a naked hind end,  so why not?

Tigress, she's winking at you thinking "Yeah that's right. You know what we just did."

[Reika]

Merilsell, I don't see why you can't go for smutty.



Honestly I'm still amazed that I've managed to keep the smut down in my main FF and only hinted at it in my prompts.

[Yankee23]

RagingCyclone wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

Hrm. *ponders* Not quite sure how to tackle this one, to go AU or not. I actually have a one shot of "What if Alistair never became a Warden?" that I could do a second part to. Is that breaking the rules? Should I just do this prompt as the second part and link people to the first, or can I use both?

I'd say do both, give us the whole package.

Agreed!

*wonders where Lady D is hiding her fics since I don't recall that one*

[LadyDamodred]

Yankee23 wrote...

RagingCyclone wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

Hrm. *ponders* Not quite sure how to tackle this one, to go AU or not. I actually have a one shot of "What if Alistair never became a Warden?" that I could do a second part to. Is that breaking the rules? Should I just do this prompt as the second part and link people to the first, or can I use both?

I'd say do both, give us the whole package.

Agreed!

*wonders where Lady D is hiding her fics since I don't recall that one*

lol, it's actually a one shot I did for Tori.  She planted the stupid plot bunny in my head.  I only just published it the other day on deviant art as a submission for a challenge.  I'll publish it on ff.net when I put the complete prompt up.

P.S.  There will be new SO tomorow....

Modifié par LadyDamodred, 27 novembre 2010 - 05:07 .

[Tigress M]

RagingCyclone wrote...
Tigress, she's winking at you thinking "Yeah that's right. You know what we just did."

I wouldn't put it past her... she definitely knows she's doing a great job of getting Alistair to put on a show for me.  

[Yankee23]

LadyDamodred wrote...

Yankee23 wrote...

RagingCyclone wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

Hrm. *ponders* Not quite sure how to tackle this one, to go AU or not. I actually have a one shot of "What if Alistair never became a Warden?" that I could do a second part to. Is that breaking the rules? Should I just do this prompt as the second part and link people to the first, or can I use both?

I'd say do both, give us the whole package.

Agreed!

*wonders where Lady D is hiding her fics since I don't recall that one*

lol, it's actually a one shot I did for Tori.  She planted the stupid plot bunny in my head.  I only just published it the other day on deviant art as a submission for a challenge.  I'll publish it on ff.net when I put the complete prompt up.

P.S.  There will be new SO tomorow....

*Flails wildly*

[Merilsell]

Reika wrote...

Merilsell, I don't see why you can't go for smutty.

Honestly I'm still amazed that I've managed to keep the smut down in my main FF and only hinted at it in my prompts.

Okay, Y'all might regret saying that, though. It's been almost a year since I have written smutty bits (so I'm a bit rusty in smutty prose)...which is actually a miracle concerning the dirty mind of mine

[Sarah1281]

Alistair had never been more sure that he didn’t want to be a templar than he was today, which was really saying something when you considered that he had hated his future career since the moment Arl Eamon had told him about it.
 
Today a templar had arrived at the Denerim Chantry for a day or two on his way to Val Royeaux for his retirement. Ser Graham was the man’s name and Alistair had been assigned to keep watch over him for the duration of his stay. No one else had wanted the job and, honestly, Alistair hadn’t either but he had just been caught jumping on the revered mother’s bed (though he had gotten two galleons for it and so he considered it well-worth it) and so he was being punished. How sad when after a full lifetime of service to the Chantry, a retiring templar had to have people being punished by being in his presence.
 
The reason that no one wanted to go anywhere near Ser Graham was because, in addition to the fact that they all had better things to do than keep an eye on him, he was – quite frankly – extremely creepy. Since arriving, Ser Graham had gazed at everything with an almost child-like sense of wonder as if he had never seen it before and occasionally his head would swivel from side to side as if he honestly had no idea where he was. The others had told him that Ser Graham was suffering from years lyrium intake…years of lyrium intake that he would be expected to go through once he stopped being able to put off the taking of his vows.
 
So, Ser Graham really bothered him but it wasn’t like he had much of a choice about talking to him and so Alistair squared his shoulders and marched determinedly over to the aging templar.
 
Ser Graham blinked at him. “Hello,” he said, sounding very much as if he was speaking from the bottom of a well. “You look like King Maric.”
 
Alistair winced. He hadn’t gotten that nearly as much since his biological father had died. “I’m not,” he said flatly.
 
“Oh,” Ser Graham said slowly. “I remember…did he die?”
 
“He did,” Alistair confirmed quietly.
 
“Why am I here?” Ser Graham asked. “I don’t belong here.”
 
Alistair coughed awkwardly. “Well…this is the Denerim Chantry.”
 
“The Denerim Chantry,” Ser Graham repeated. “I don’t think I’ve been here before. Still, if the Maker calls upon me to serve here then I will do my sacred duty as a templar and serve here.”
 
“You’re only going to be here for a few days,” Alistair corrected. “Then you’re going to Val Royeaux, remember?”
 
If the way Ser Graham was frowning at him was any indication then he did not. “Val Royeaux…that’s in Orlais, I think. Are we speaking to Orlais again? Or did they ever even leave? I don’t quite…remember.”
 
“They left, yes,” Alistair confirmed, glad to be on more familiar grounds. “Nearly thirty years ago King Maric and Teyrn Loghain drove them out. Ferelden is dealing with them again but the Ferelden Chantry never stopped.” As the Divine herself was in Val Royeaux, that was hardly surprising nor was the fact that the Chantry had supposedly supported the occupation which still made them a little unpopular to this day.
 
“That’s good,” Ser Graham declared, blinking rapidly. “I am a templar first and foremost but I would hate to have to live out my days in a land that is an enemy of my home.”
 
Alistair surreptitiously looked around to see if anyone was paying any attention to them before he asked his next question. They weren’t. “So, uh…what exactly happened to you? Why are you…retiring?”
 
Ser Graham frowned again. “I don’t know. That may be the problem. I just…there’s so many things that I…everything’s all blurry and I just don’t know. It makes it harder to do the Maker’s sacred duty but I am determined to do my best until the end of my days.”
 
“I see,” Alistair said unhappily. Was the still-fanatical devotion to the Maker and the Chantry a result of the lyrium or just a lifetime of service to the Chantry? Neither possibility really sat well with Alistair.
 
Ser Graham suddenly pulled out a bottle that Alistair could identify from the smell as lyrium. He began to gulp it down with an almost painful desperation and it was hard for Alistair to watch it. This man, Ser Graham, was losing his mind to the lyrium and yet even now he was still taking it. It seemed…horrible. Of course, it wasn’t like there was any better option. The lyrium withdrawal would drive him crazy all the faster if what Alistair had heard was true.
 
Lyrium was one hell of a drug and, though he had no idea how to keep this promise, Alistair swore to himself that he’d find a way to avoid this fate ever becoming his.

[Reika]

Merilsell wrote...

Okay, Y'all might regret saying that, though. It's been almost a year since I have written smutty bits (so I'm a bit rusty in smutty prose)...which is actually a miracle concerning the dirty mind of mine

*laughs* At least you don't have Sky and Bri egging you on for more smut.


Edit: Nicely done, Sarah. I got the shivers from poor Graham.

Modifié par Reika, 27 novembre 2010 - 05:32 .

[Skyl4rk]

Heeeeyyyy!



@Merilsell: So...about that smut...

[tuppence95]

@Sarah - Wow, I got a cold chill from that! That was very disturbing watching Alistair face his future.

@Rage - what bare butt? Someone else commented on the bare Alistair butt that I posted on Thursday. Is that what you were talking about? I've posted that pic before. Now I'm worried. Are we not supposed to be posting butt shots? I could swear I've seen others post them too.

*edit - nm about the bare butt.  It was esbatty that was commenting about my butt picture.  I guess they are just not used to nudity in the Morrigan thread.    

Modifié par tuppence95, 28 novembre 2010 - 09:48 .

[Merilsell]

Skyl4rk wrote...
@Merilsell: So...about that smut...

No pressure, really. Lol. As said I still need to set up a believable scenario and make up my mind about several things so that it fit with...all. *being cryptic* Is it okay if lyrium is only loosely mentioned...or used? I rather would delve into the love drug thingie, if I'm honest. *ponders how to tackle this* Honestly a tough prompt for me, since I want to use Lenya and don't want to slip into AU.

But hey I like challenges

@Sarah: That was rather creepy...in a good way. If I were Alistair I would run now as fast as I could to get away from the templar duty. Seeing his future mirrored in that way....shudder.

[Giggles_Manically]

Ok so here is my part 1 of my prompt.

Little violent, and not really as funny as before.





Week 3 Alistair prompt challenge! - Lyrium is one hell of a drug.

By- Giggles_Manically.



Well today had certainly turned bad, Alistair thought to himself as he bashed a genlock off its feet and impaled it through the chest with his sword.



Presently they were fighting off an ambush of darkspawn in the middle of the Brecillian forest while trying to get the help of the Dalish elves. In between getting lost, getting attacked by werewolves, angry trees, and mad hermits Alistair had been teaching Bob the basics of how to be a templar. While tricky to learn for many people, Bob had taken to it like a fish to water.



Ducking an arrow, and checking around he could see the last Darkspawn falling, but still no sign of Bob. That was starting to be a habit Alistair mentally groaned.



Quickly the companions regrouped and healed up before heading off in groups of two. Alistair and Zevran somehow managed to be paired off, even though it had been months since Zevran had tried to kill them, Alistair was still concerned about being alone around him.



“You know I honestly think that our supreme leader likes to do this just to show off” Zevran quipped as he leapt over a log and scanned the trees.



“What do you mean show off?” Alistair asked. “Also who is he trying to show off to?”



Zevran sighed tragically and answered with “I know you were raised in a chantry my friend but even you most see it... the certain aura of amore in camp with Bob and-”



Before he could continue something that sounded like a thunderclap rang out through the trees, even though a glance at the sky revealed no clouds.



“What was that?!” Zevran exclaimed in a very startled voice.



“Holy Smite” Alistair identified the sound, without a pause. “Its an attack that templars can summon, but I only told him about it, I never showed him it” Alistair continued.



Coming over a ridge Zevran and Alistair came upon what looked to be three genlocks. Or what was once three genlocks since something seemed to have scattered their limbs and heads over a small area.



“Well Bob was here” Zevran said without skipping a beat. “You know the Crows would simply love to have someone on hand who could do this.”



While most people didn’t take Bob seriously at first glance, what with him being a dwarf and not even a very large one when it came down to it that was a very big mistake.



“Obviously” Alistair shot back with a snort.

“Come on he can’t be far know” Alistair continued.



Heading down into the defile and into some thicker tree cover they started seeing more evidence of Bob’s passage. Darkspawn were left in various pieces or with giant slashes that went clean through them. Overlaid on the carnage was evidence of some of his Templar’s skills as well.



“Look a lyrium bottle” Zevran scooped an empty bottle out of the underbrush. Looking up Zevran spotted a dead darkspawn just ahead.



“Looks like a dispel attack here” Alistair said.



“Look at how the debris looks like a gust of wind disturbed it, and how the darkspawn started bleeding from its eyes and nose.” Alistair pointed out.

“That’s what happens with a very powerful dispel burst” Alistair explained.



Two wounds in its chest indicated that Bob had finished off the Emissary with a thrust from each of his blades before moving on.



“He should be close now-“ Zevran started to say before another thunderclap rang out in the trees.

“Come on he’s just through those trees!” Alistair started to run now.



Nearing the line of trees they came upon more darkspawn and a few lyrium bottles scattered about. In fact they came upon a good number of each.



“You know for such a small fellow our leader certainly leaves a large swathe of destruction in his wake” Zevran noted as he drew his daggers

.

Pushing through the tree line Alistair and Zevran were greeted by the sight of Bob and a Hurlock Alpha facing off, even though the Alpha was twice the size of Bob, from its stance the Alpha was quite wounded.



Swinging its two-handed axe in a giant over handed chop the alpha tried to split Bob in half, except that by the time the axe made contact it only hit the ground. Coming forward with the axe the alpha’s head was suddenly very low and right in the range of Bob’s fist.



“Hello chum!” Bob said, and with a powerful blow punched the alpha right in the head hard enough to knock it over and onto its back.

Leaping onto it feet first Bob brought one of his swords down with enough force to tear clean through the alpha’s helmet and into the ground. Using his foot Bob wrenched his sword out and with a smirk turned towards his two friends and said “hullo”.



Shaking off his surprise Alistair finally managed to say something. “Bob how in the maker’s name did you manage to get all the way over here?” he asked.



“I... um, I`m not sure” Bob answered. “There were a lot of darkspawn, people yelled I charged after an emissary when he tried to hurl a magic rock at me, so I tried to hit him with a dispell!” Bob said.

“Except that it took me a long time to remember how to do it so he kept running and trying to zap me, so that’s why I ended up here.” Bob continued.



“That also explains the trail of dead darkspawn I guess” Zevran chimed in.



“Yeah they were... um really annoying how they kept trying to stop me” Bob said in an annoyed voice.



“Anyway when I caught up to that emissary and killed him, that’s when that big alpha showed up and he was all “RAAGH!”, and then I wanted to do something awesome so I tried to holy smite him!” Bob said.



“Except that I missed him the first time and only managed to kill that bush” Bob said, and pointed to a bush that had been fried and split in two.

“I scared the sodding crap out of him though!” Bob said in a defensive tone of voice when he saw the raised eyebrows on both of his friend`s faces.



“I never even taught you how to do that though Bob” Alistair said. “Besides why were you using those lyrium potions, holy smite doesn’t use mana.”



“Well you said, that ... ah... lyrium made it work better and stuff” Bob replied.



“Exactly how many did you use my stout friend?” Zevran asked him.



“I don’t know really I had to use dispell and smite a few times....” Bob thought back.

Looking closer at his friend Alistair noticed that Bob was slightly unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were slightly unfocused.



As Bob had been talking the others had arrived in the small clearing but so far had said nothing.

Kneeling down and taking a closer look at him, Alistair asked him “are you sure you are feeling right Bob?”



“I feel fine” Bob said waving him off and turned towards the rest of the party.

Taking a step forward though, a small line of blood came out of one of his nostrils. Touching one of his hands to it, Bob regarded the blood on his hand.

“Oh sod-“ Bob started to say before suddenly collapsing to the ground.



Part 1.

[Sarah1281]

@Giggles: Well, that certainly can't be good. Bob seems to have a really talent for being a templar, though.

[nos_astra]

Merilsell wrote...

Reika wrote...
Merilsell, I don't see why you can't go for smutty.

Honestly I'm still amazed that I've managed to keep the smut down in my main FF and only hinted at it in my prompts.

Okay, Y'all might regret saying that, though. It's been almost a year since I have written smutty bits (so I'm a bit rusty in smutty prose)...which is actually a miracle concerning the dirty mind of mine

Yeah! I approve, I've been waiting too long for Lenya/Alistair smut. I might die of old age before your fic will arrive at that plot point *cough*. Bring it!

[Giggles_Manically]

Bob was my most powerful warrior I ever made in Origins.

Dual Wielding Warrior, Berserker/Templar, Warden Commander Armor, Starfang and Keening Blade.



He can pretty much do that.

[Skyl4rk]

Merilsell wrote...
No pressure, really. Lol. As said I still need to set up a believable scenario and make up my mind about several things so that it fit with...all. *being cryptic* Is it okay if lyrium is only loosely mentioned...or used? I rather would delve into the love drug thingie, if I'm honest. *ponders how to tackle this* Honestly a tough prompt for me, since I want to use Lenya and don't want to slip into AU.

But hey I like challenges

@Sarah: That was rather creepy...in a good way. If I were Alistair I would run now as fast as I could to get away from the templar duty. Seeing his future mirrored in that way....shudder.

lol!  I kidd about egging you on there, Meri.  I say do whatever your creative muse tells you to do.  And I'd say it's totally ok to approach the subject differently.  It's always great when people think outside the box

[Reika]

I was chuckling up until the end, Giggles. Poor Bob.

[Merilsell]

klarabella wrote...

Merilsell wrote...

Reika wrote...
Merilsell, I don't see why you can't go for smutty.

Honestly I'm still amazed that I've managed to keep the smut down in my main FF and only hinted at it in my prompts.

Okay, Y'all might regret saying that, though. It's been almost a year since I have written smutty bits (so I'm a bit rusty in smutty prose)...which is actually a miracle concerning the dirty mind of mine

Yeah! I approve, I've been waiting too long for Lenya/Alistair smut. I might die of old age before your fic will arrive at that plot point *cough*. Bring it!

Haha, not only you but me too, lol. Okay so I really have to do this it seems, lol. Give me one more day to figure the details out...the story details, I mean...I know about the rest, really.

I begin to have an idea, however and I know that my mind won't give up before it is formed fully.  Just need to collect those bits into something coherent that this FF doesn't look like an excuse to let them get it on ...which it probably is but pssst :innocent:

[Schratty]

Prompt 03: Lyrium is one hell of a drug.

Preface: Strom and Alistair are BFF. Alistair, "the innocent Chantry boy", often lives vicariously through Strom Cousland's "sexual conquests". However, Alistair will pass on following lyrium-induced one night stand.

I was going to flesh this one out more, but my Wacom tablet is acting up something awful (I need to purchase a new one *sad face*).

LINK: NSFW

Modifié par Schratty, 28 novembre 2010 - 12:30 .

[Giggles_Manically]

Schratty wrote...

Prompt 03: Lyrium is one hell of a drug.

Preface: Strom and Alistair are BFF. Alistair, "the innocent Chantry boy", often lives vicariously through Strom Cousland's "sexual conquests". However, Alistair will pass on following lyrium-induced one night stand.

I was going to flesh this one out more, but my Wacom tablet is acting up something awful (I need to purchase a new one *sad face*).

LINK: NSFW

[Reika]

ROFTL Schratty! That's just too funny. Even though I agree with Alistair, ewww.