lavanya_six | Full Metal Bitch Prompt Mini-Meme

So I've hit a bit of a dry spell in my writing. NaNoWriMo (i.e. the rest of Full Metal Bitch) has petered out these past few days due to plotting issues and my complete inability to construct a decent fight scene. As a way to get me back into things, I'm going to throw FMB to ~~the wolves~~ the masses as a way of getting used to writing it again.

For those of you who aren't familiar with the fic, Full Metal Bitch is an in-progress AtLA Alternative Universe fic based on one simple change -- When the Gaang encounter Toph in Season Two, she is not twelve, but twenty-two.

RULES

1. Each commentator can submit up to THREE PROMPTS, of which I will pick ONE to fill. Note: You must be signed in to receive a fill. No anonymous requests.

2. All prompts must be set in the FMB!Verse.

3. In addition to writing "missing scenes" from Full Metal Bitch, I'll also do AUs to the fic if requested. Please remember that the more specific/complex your request, the harder it will be for me to write and thus the less likely I am to fill it.

4. Please do not request anything set at any point in Season 2 between episode 2x07 ("Zuko Alone") and episode 2x20 ("The Crossroads of Destiny") All that will eventually be covered in the actual fic itself.

Requests Made: 4/5
Requests Filled: 3/4

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Bei Fong ignored him. "I'm gonna hire a playwright to write it up. I'm gonna hire Pu-on Tim! Or whatever Omashu knockoff Pu-on Tim I can hire if he ain't willing to whore himself out." She rubbed her nose. "I need to sit down."

Sokka was completely lost. Bei Fong sat down on the kitchen floor.

"Um," he said, "my discount?"

She nodded drowsily. "Yeah. Hold on a sec. XIAOTUI!!"

A guardsmen in a uniform with a flying boar insignia rushed into the kitchen. He looked at his employer on the ground, then at Sokka, then back at the ground. His lack of follow-up reaction either informed Sokka that the man was completely incompetent at his job or that working for Toph Bei Fong meant dealing with too many bizarre scenarios to react on reflex alone.

"This man," Bei Fong said, pointing over the tabletop at Sokka, "broke into my bedroom after sneaking through security. Gather all the guards together in the courtyard. Full dress. Five minutes.

"Sokka," she said, "ever heard of Master Piandao's legendary fight with one hundred men?" When he cautiously nodded, she added, "Well, I only got about forty guards working for me. Beat 'em all up without killin' 'em and I'll make you the bestest sword in the world! Then we can go find the Avatar in Omashu and you can make more controlled demolicious... damocles... something..."

"Demolitions?" he provided with a squeaky voice.

She snapped her fingers. "Demolitions! Oh, and Xiaotui? Anyone knocked down by Sokka is fired. Whoever knocks Sokka out gets the be captain of the guard. So if you want to keep your job... well... do I have to draw you a picture?"

"N-no, ma'am."

"Awesome."

Xiaotui fled the kitchen.

"On second thought," Sokka said, "I'm fine without a new sword."

"Yeah, you shoulda thought about that before you blew a hole in my ceiling."

"Drat."

Full Metal Bitch Prompt Mini-Meme

The World of Broken Glass [7.5/14] - Sokka