WIP meme

[danceswithgary]

Gakked from hils When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.

Considering my rate of output, I'm not sure I'm looking for inspiration as much as time to write it all. :-P

I have 41 plot bunnies set up with outlines, not necessarily containing 'excerpts' but these are the ones I'm excited about getting to work on:


All Who Joy Would Win

Prompt 4 for vzg : Just Like Me
Another Kryptonian landed on Earth, either back when Clark was little or after years of looking for a suitable planet, and when he or she meets up with Lex, it causes problems for Clark.

My plot: Lex meets Clark's doppelganger on an overseas trip and when he sees he has the same abilities, he's convinced it is Clark trying to fool him. (Clark is reporter - 6 or 7 years post SV and there is Rift). Part of the reason Lex is convinced it's Clark is he's heard him speak multiple other languages without an accent and he knows he's Superman, despite Clark never telling him.

An Inconstant Past

A remix of A Wind Called Amnesia

The meteors fell and caused Lex's baldness and the wind that caused amnesia - destruction of civilization with humans not remembering how to speak or use the tools around them.

Begins with Lex taking on a rogue mecha with the assistance of Kal-El who lets him know where to attack. Lex describes the loss of memory that swept the world with the exception of Dr. Stephen Hamilton, who had a computer interface. Lex saves an injured Hamilton from a meteor mutant by distracting by throwing rocks until Hamilton is able to shoot him. Hamilton taught Lex everything he knew before he died and he'd conjectured possibly caused by the military or aliens who wanted to force humans to a new evolutionary path.

Now Clark and Kal-El travel the country seeing the devastation. Kal-El has mental powers that allow him to communicate directly with humans who no longer have the power of speech.

Art Appreciation

Clark enjoyed his job moonlighting as a model for the evening art classes held at the museum. He knew things were going to get even better when he saw the newest student walk into the room. He spent that lesson draped over the posing block, dreaming about smooth pale skin.

see http://lapetite-kiki.livejournal.com/42106.html?view=3859066#t3859066

Clean Getaway

songfic Clean Getaway by Caviar

Bulletproof, you act aloof
I am turning blue
while you get your kicks
you don't know how far I would go, how bright I'd glow for you
You don't know what I'd try, the things I would defy for you
What was I thinking?
I should've blown you off
make you feel some pain
What was I thinking?
I should've let you down
Make a clean getaway.
Lately it's like you are two different people at once
Lately it is like I am no one at all, no one at all
You don't know how far I would go, how bright I'd glow for you
The lines I'd cross, things I'd toss for you



Deja Vu

Remix of Deja Vu – Denzel Washington = Clark Kent, ATF investigator, Claire = Lex Luthor

Hereafter

Remix of JLU episode

Le Beau Et La Bete Noire

Beauty and the Beast for undermistletoe RedK!Clark is Beast 12/9


Line of Engagement

Standing at his bedroom window, Lex held his tumbler of scotch and waited for dawn to break. Looking out over the expanse of lawn and gardens, he could see the edge of the lake that had featured in the previous night's adventure. As the sky brightened, Lex's eyes widened and the tumbler was drained before it dropped to the carpet from nerveless fingers. Even at that distance, he could see the large hole carved in the ice that had formed almost instantly when that boy entered the water. He knew that if he walked to the water's edge he would see the ice melting, and the body missing. He began to rub his hand over his sternum until the buttons tore loose from his pajama top. The skin beneath his fingers reddened and then began to bleed while he looked out over the frozen lake, and thought about being different.

Next scenes deal with "Hourglass"

My Super Ex-Boyfriend

Remix of movie. Pretty obvious matchup. :-D

Not Of This Earth

"You realize we're fulfilling all those fantasies the slash writers have been posting for years."

"Fuck 'em."

"I'd rather fuck you."

Not Over Yet

"He's gone."

Clark turned from the empty hospital room to see Lex's doctor. He felt like his heart was going to never start beating again. Lex couldn't be dead, that's not how it worked.

"How? When?" Clark forced the questions out from lungs refusing to breathe.

"Around 3:00 PM today. You're Clark Kent, right?" At Clark's shaky nod, he pulled an envelope from his pocket and held it out. "He asked me to give you something before he..."

Clark grabbed the envelope and then bolted, just barely keeping to human speed.

Left speechless at Clark's abrupt departure, the doctor blinked and finally finished his sentence. "...left the hospital with his bodyguards."

Obscura

Remix of episode and it's all hils fault

hils: Poor Lex. He tells Clark that he suspects there was a ship in the meteor shower and Clark laughs at him
Val: The laughter cuts.
hils: No wonder Lex gets pissed off
hils: That scene hurt me
hils: Uh-oh. Plot bunny *feels urge to fix the scene*
Val: Yeah.
hils: *shoos bunny away*
Val: I mean, what if Clark fed into his belief so he could see how Lex would react if it was real?
Val: What if Lex's reaction helped Clark decide it was OK to confide in Lex?
hils: I know! That's such a hinge moment for them. It could so easily have gone another way. And you are not helping me shoo the bunny away
Val: *pets bunny* Go to Hils, nice bunny.
hils:
Val: *wipes dinner off screen* If you don't pick it up it goes on my pile or I pick it up for LOE.
hils: You'd do a better job than me anyway
Val: *ppttthh* Not!
hils: Uh...whatever the opposite of 'not' is
Val: I'd make it Lex instead of Chloe underground and hinge the hell out of the space ship. God, I just talked myself into another episode re-write. Crap.
hils: MWAHAHA!
Val: Adds to the freaking long list.
hils: Hee!
hils: OMG! I should not be laughing at this. Clark deflects a bullet and it hits the glass ceiling sending glass raining down towards Lana
Val: Just another way you're evol. You know, you have no one else to blame but yourself when I don't get the WIPs updated because I'm doing episode rewrites. *shoots at bunny who wiggles tail saucily*

Powder

Movie remix with 40 pages of notes and nothing written


Princes of the Universe

see http://laurab1.livejournal.com/120742.html. If mskatej hasn't picked this up by the time I'm ready to tackle it, I'm going to beg them to let me write this.


Relic

http://lapetite-kiki.livejournal.com/29699.html?view=3853571#t3853571

Relic remix based on manip (corrected address is:http://lapetitekiki.goneamiss.org/clexrelic.htm)

The Kent Identity

Remix of The Bourne Identity

"How'd you get in?"

"I squeezed through the bars."

Lex looked at the latest incarnation of the man he loved, amazed at his fresh-faced appearance. He'd swear the dark-haired boy sitting on the edge of his bed hadn't yet graduated from high school.

The Rarer Action

One hand on the chamber's door, Lex paused and ran his eyes over the alien's naked body. It was perfect, the perfect imitation of a human, and still beautiful, despite the wounds that marred its golden skin. Lex reached out slowly, trembling as if unable to control himself and brushed tumbled curls back from the wide forehead. A frown flickered across his face before he bent and gently brushed his lips across the slackened mouth. He straightened, licking away the blood and closed the chamber, engaging the lock. He stepped to the next case and repeated his actions, disabling the timer. Stripping, folding his clothes neatly and placing them on the abandoned bunk, he entered his own chamber and closed it, waiting patiently for the stasis to begin.

The ship was silent now as it made its solitary way back home.

Next up: Collision with meteor

Until Someone Gets Hurt undermistletoe 12/1

The warm hands that caught Lex's shoulders startled him, but he was quickly reassured by Clark's cheerful tone. "Now you won't be able to count steps." Clark pressed Lex down and backwards slowly. "Sit down. The chair's right behind you."

"Chair?"

"Yeah, I stole your desk chair from your office. You'll sit in it, I'll spin you around, and then I'll push you into a new room so you can try to guess which one it is. No counting steps."

Lex couldn't believe the lengths he was willing to go to keep Clark amused, so that he would stay and give Lex a taste of what he craved. "It's not guessing, Clark. I'll know which room it is when I enter it.

"We'll see. Oh, wait...I'll be seeing. You're not supposed to!"

Lex had discovered that rolling one's eyes under a blindfold was a little difficult. "Just spin the chair, Clark."

Untitled Threesome

Bruce/Lex/Clark dark, angsty, H/C fic (2000 words of plot start to end mapped out)

Sequels planned for:

Destiny Wears A Disguise
Haunted By The Past
In His Image
Speak Not In Whispers



Anyone interested in co-writing? You have to be fast and able to take direction and I compile the story from the sections we write separately. When I get going I'm a steamroller and a hard taskmaster - ask morganichele *grin*