drabble/drawble challenge

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Now with the sign-ups open and writers hopefully plotting away, what better than a drabble/drawble challenge to get the creative juices flowing?

It's very simple in that there are no rules. I've provided a prompt table from 100_prompts for inspiration, but do feel free to use your own prompts. :D

So how does this work?
Either pick a prompt from the prompt table or a prompt in the comments to fill. You don't need fill a prompt if you prompt something, but if you prompt more than ten prompts, try to fill one prompt. :)

Linking to fills from external sources (for example if you choose to post your fill on tumblr) is cool. To make it easier for everyone to browse the comments, please put the prompt in the subject line of your comment. :)

Ready, set, GO!

001.	Lively	002.	Remorseful	003.	Dismiss	004.	Heavy	005.	Forward
006.	Prowl	007.	Cut	008.	Compromise	009.	Impulse	010.	Hush
011.	Morals	012.	Engage	013.	Voice	014.	Awkward	015.	Lower
016.	Plead	017.	Caring	018.	Believe	019.	Found	020.	Shield
021.	Open	022.	Tactile	023.	Journey	024.	Scowl	025.	Hero
026.	Untouchable	027.	Hands	028.	Powder	029.	Obvious	030.	Touch

Comments

Drawble Fill: 027. Hands

[disco-mouse.livejournal.com]

Hands are absolutely my favorite subject.
So follow the fill here (http://disco-mouse.livejournal.com/25344.html)

30. Touch

[corbellot.livejournal.com]

On Tumblr! (http://corbellotart.tumblr.com/post/42207408797/00q-prompt-touch-for-the-00q-big-bang-drawble)

010. Hush

[(Anonymous)]

vv On Tumblr vv
http://rerumfragmenta.tumblr.com/post/42294741027/how-to-procrastinate-latin-homework-chapter-2from

021. Open 1/?

[foolish-m0rtal.livejournal.com]

Bond was only at the O'Reilly Open Source convention on M's orders—the conference lacked a certain polish that he was used to from military contractor conferences like Defence Logistics or even IEEE Homeland Security. The OSCON people were dressed in trainers, worn jeans, and company t-shirts. They sprawled out among the auditorium seats and on the carpet in the lobby to excitedly discuss their newest project or a seminar they were attending on whatever cutting edge idea was making the rounds this year. Bond was very out of place in his lucky Armani two-piece.

And Bond didn't believe in luck, only his own skill and that of his company, but it would take every brain cell and superstitious stitch of clothing he had to convince the speaker at this next panel to sell his tiny ambitious startup into Bond's capable hands.

Quentin 'Q' Boothroyd was what they called a technology evangelist, spreading the word of code to the masses. He was the founder of an information processing company called Q-Branch (a source control joke that Moneypenny had explained) that had broken away from the foundering remains of what had once been Silicon Valley's most promising cloud storage company. Q had been the beleaguered head of the company's research and development firm, a man seemingly content to spend his days puttering around in the basement with his own pet projects, but the man who had stepped out from the quick burn of his beloved company had been ambitious and shrewd. It was clear Q had been the brain behind his previous employers. Within two years, he had created Q-Branch and hired a small dedicated team that turned out the finest data mining tools the technology industry had ever seen.