LGBT-fest and drabble tree

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Just a 'lil note to let y'all know that lgbtfest is still taking signups (until March 15th.) You can do so here. There are plenty of Red Dwarf prompts, and I'd feel all tingly if they got written.

So as to make this post less about pimpage and more about actual ficcing, how about a drabble-tree? It's like an orgy, but with drabbles instead of sex. :p If you've not done one before - it's simple. I will post a drabble (a story that's 100 words exactly) below the cut. If you'd like to play, take a sentence from that drabble, and use it to write one of your own. Then post it in reply to the one you stole from, and so on, and so forth. If you don't want to write 100 words exactly, that's OK too. It's about fun, not exact definitions!



Feigning sleep in the darkened room, Rimmer watched Lister lean into his locker, rummaging through his clothes. Rimmer's clothes! What a violation! Like sticking your finger in someone's food, or sitting down on someone's lap uninvited, or sticking your tongue into their mouth.

Disgusting.

Lister whistled, picking up shirt after shirt before discarding it, and picking another. He ran his hands over them, like... Rimmer shuddered in horror. But he didn't look away. Suddenly, Lister nodded, and, taking off his own, stained tee, slid into one of Rimmer's work shirts. When he turned around, Rimmmer closed his eyes, quickly.

Disgusting.

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When the Officer's Deck was cleared, he whooped in delight, taking pleasure in going into all ...

[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

When the Officer's Deck was cleared, he whooped in delight, taking pleasure in going into all the hitherto forbidden areas. He'd never let Lister know,of course,or he would never hear the end of it. The fact that Holly knew his whereabouts was embarrassing enough.

Impatiently, he waited until Sunday afternoon, when Lister and the Cat were guaranteed to be distracted by the cinema for at least two hours, and set off. Rimmer had only walked the public hallways of this area, and he felt giddy and slightly nervous as he approached the first private room and slid the door open, as though he expected its former occupant to catch him in the act.

He was disappointed when the room proved to be quite unremarkable. It was much like the room he shared with Lister, except brighter, and slightly larger. There were two bunks, a table, two lockers, and a bathroom. Well, it wasn't as if he'd expected mahogany paneling, right?

He caught his reflection in the mirror and stood up straight, meeting himself in the eye and striking a formal salute. "Good day, First Officer Rimmer." he said. It looked and sounded artificial, and not very officer-like at all.

He decided that it had to be the room.

He was disappointed when the room proved to be quite unremarkable.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

It had been advertised as one of the most advanced holo-brothels in this dimensional cluster, which was why Rimmer was here. There would be no lack of opportunity once he got into his A-game as Ace, but that was the problem. Rimmer was terrified of being ridiculed for his lack of skills and experience.

He was disappointed when the room proved to be quite unremarkable. It was supposed to change according to your tastes and desires. Rimmer sat down on the spartan bed, staring at the wall. What did he want?

Rimmer sat quietly, waiting for the walls to change.