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If you're just signing on you might have missed these photos from the Come With Me To The Casbah Affair.  And you might have missed the poll that inspired me to post them.  So, take a look and do some fangirl squees, then vote in the poll if you haven't already.  The results are fun, and no one should miss out.
Okay, find things HERE and prepare to go THUD!
Here's a sneak peak...
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Challenge: The Short Affair'

Click on the pic to take you to the story:



-Prompt Word 1 - Package

-Prompt Colour – Pink

Author: mrua7

Title: jumping the gun

Word Count: approx 390

[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com
Make that Mr. Gorgeous I suppose.  Illya Kuryakin is the current date choice in our poll that began yesterday.  You can still vote for your dream date HERE and chime in on the why of it.
In the meantime, here's a hint as to who is in the lead...

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Pay attention to the announcement in the center.  The 50th Challenge is coming soon!
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I watched the Casbah episode and took a few screen shots.  My apologies to the Napoleon girls, but these were just too good to pass up.  Behind the cut is a blond paradise... The poll is HERE

Kuryakin )
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Since everyone is obviously just lazing about with nothing better to do...ahem...
What is your true fantasy concerning our gorgeous guys from the grey halls of UNCLE HQ?
Let's see how you'd spend your time, if you could get some.  With them, that is.
[Poll #2070253]
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Hope you have a gorgeous and fun-filled day!

[identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
I've actually started a piece for 'The Summer Affair' for the AO3 collection (don't get too excited though, I have haven't quite pinned down the story yet). In the meantime, here's a summer story I wrote a couple of years ago.

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Dan Baldassare was one tough agent, an ex-Marine…


“Once a Marine always a Marine,” he’d say.” It’s okay to say ‘former’ but never 'ex.' ”


Legendary in the field, but time was winding down; he was turning 40. That meant mandatory retirement. Said he’d manage at a desk, but would miss the action.


On his last assignment Dan Baldassare didn’t make it; his life was cut short.


Waverly held a special meeting for his agents, concerned the loss of the man would affect morale… It did, but like Dan they knew they had a job to do regardless of the cost.


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Dedicated to the memory of the real Dan Baldassare, 20, a U.S. Marine Corps crewmaster and 2015 graduate of Colts Neck High School NJ, who was aboard the KC-130 that crashed 85 miles north of Jackson, Mississippi. He was one of 15 Marines on the training flight from Marine Corps Air Station Cherry Point in North Carolina to El Centro, California, to transport personnel and equipment, 7/10/17. May they Rest in Peeace.

[identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
I had intended to look back on previous pic fic prompts, but the day got away from me. So, like Glenna, I'm going to link you to something written a few years ago.

I posted 'Salad Spun' on July 15th 2014. I hadn't been with Section VII for very long at that point. Click the Prompt Pic to go to the story.


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Vitameatavegamen, and you'll be healthy too!

Napoleon could hear the television from out in the hall.  I Love Lucy?  Even Napoleon Solo knew  Lucille Ball and her crazy antics on the television show from the 50's.  But Illya?

He knocked on the door and noted the sudden silence within.  Illya had been laughing out loud at the comedy, and now Napoleon felt a little guilty for interrupting such obvious enjoyment.  He wondered how often the Russian guffawed like he'd just heard him doing from inside the apartment.

When Illya opened the door he was not laughing anymore, and the television was turned off.  

"Napoleon, what brings you here tonight?  Are we being sent away again into the night?"  He was trying to maintain an appearance of cool reserve, but Napoleon recognized something slightly off.  He wondered what would happen if he …

"Vitameatavegamin!" Illya looked shocked, and then his face erupted into  smile that was followed by a shriek of laughter.  Nope, he wasn't done with it, and like anyone else struck by a laugh attack, Illya was on the edge, just willing himself to not break into a laughing fit.

"I don't know what…coughing back a laugh… to what you are referringggg… " And then he was done for.  Illya laughed until his sides hurt, and the sight of it made Napoleon succumb to that clever trick that draws other people into someone's hysterics.

"We do not have such humor in Russia, no one is funny in the Soviet Union."   Napoleon's quip brought on more laughter.

"I don't know, Kruschev is sort of a clown."  That made Illya stop momentarily until he remembered the great man thumping the podium with his shoe, and he laughed even harder.

The two of them stood in the door way howling with laughter until tears streamed down their faces and they were leaning on each other for support.  The two top agents in the U.N.C.L.E., toppled by Lucy.

A few of the neighbors heard the laughter, but most of them were likewise occupied as they watched the show that had torn apart at least  one iron curtain.


 
[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com

Vitameatavegamin, and you'll be healthy too!

Napoleon could hear the television from out in the hall. I Love Lucy?  Even Napoleon Solo knew  Lucille Ball and her crazy antics on the television show from the 50's.  But Illya?

He knocked on the door and noted the sudden silence within.  Illya had been laughing out loud at the comedy, and now Napoleon felt a little guilty for interrupting such obvious enjoyment.  He wondered how often the Russian guffawed like he'd just heard him doing from inside the apartment.

When Illya opened the door he was not laughing anymore, and the television was turned off.

"Napoleon, what brings you here tonight?  Are we being sent away again into the night?"  He was trying to maintain an appearance of cool reserve, but Napoleon recognized something slightly off.  He wondered what would happen if he …

"Vitameatavegamin?" Illya looked shocked, and then his face erupted into  a smile that was followed by a shriek of laughter.  Nope, he wasn't done with it, and like anyone else struck by a laugh attack, Illya was on the edge, just willing himself to not break into a laughing fit.

"I don't know what…coughing back a laugh… to what you are referringggg… " And then he was done for.  Illya laughed until his sides hurt, and the sight of it made Napoleon succumb to that clever trick that draws other people into someone's hysterics.

"We do not have such humor in Russia, no one is funny in the Soviet Union."   Napoleon's quip brought on more laughter.

"I don't know, Kruschev is sort of a clown."  That made Illya stop momentarily until he remembered the great man thumping the podium with his shoe, and he laughed even harder.

The two of them stood in the door way howling with laughter until tears streamed down their faces and they were leaning on each other for support.  The two top agents in the U.N.C.L.E., toppled by Lucy.

A few of the neighbors heard the laughter, but most of them were likewise occupied as they watched the show that had torn apart at least one iron curtain.

[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com
I don't have something to post from a recent prompt,
so I went back into the archives and found this
from four years ago, almost to the day.
The link takes you to the original posting.
A Room With A View To A Kill
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Prompts - Reception/Black
Word Count - 442


Click the pic to go to AO3.


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Short Affair 7/10
Prompt: Dignity
Color: Black

Title: The Beast of Broadway
Author: Rose of Pollux
Word Count: ~1000

Summary: In which Napoleon begins to suspect that a bout of sleepwalking may, in fact, be a nighttime transformation into a bipedal beast that haunts Manhattan. Thankfully, Illya is there to lend his support.

Available at my DreamWidth

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I know, school is out and we're not in a class, but sometimes we do review here.  Periodically I like to post the profile info for Section VII for everyone's benefit.  We've had a number of new members added both here and on Dreamwidth, and sometimes the original mission gets left behind as we write and grow.  Not that we're in violation of anything, this is not aimed at anyone so don't panic.
Read more... )


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