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Welcome to the thirty-third Crowdfunding Creative Jam! This session will run Saturday, September 20-Sunday, September 21. The theme is "New Ideas in Old Problems." (Visit the Creative Jam over on LiveJournal.)


Crowdfunding Creative Jam

Everyone is eligible to post prompts, which may be words or phrases, titles, images, etc. Prompters may request a specific creator, but everyone else may still use that prompt if they wish. Prompts may specify a particular character/world/etc. but creators may use the prompt for something else anyway and post the results. Prompters are still encouraged to post mostly prompts that anyone could use anywhere, as this maximizes the chance of having creators make something based on your prompt. Please title your comment "Prompt" or "Prompts" when providing inspiration so these are easy to find.

Prompt responses may also be treated as prompts and used for further inspiration. For example, a prompt may lead to a sketch which leads to a story, and so on. This kind of cascading inspiration is one of the most fun things about a collective jam session.

Everyone is eligible to use prompts, and everyone who wants to use a given prompt may do so, for maximum flexibility of creator choice in inspiration. You do not have to post a "Claim" reply when you decide to use a prompt, but this does help indicate what is going on so that other prompters can spread out their choice of prompts if they wish.

Creators are encouraged, but not required, to post at least one item free. Likewise, sharing a private copy of material with the prompter is encouraged but not required. Creative material resulting from prompts should be indicated in a reply to the prompt, with a link to the full content elsewhere on the creator's site (if desired); a brief excerpt and/or description of the material may be included in the reply (if desired). It helps to title your comment "Prompt Filled" or something like that so these are easy to identify. There is no time limit on responding to prompts. However, creators are encouraged to post replies sooner rather than later, as the attention of prompters will be highest during and shortly after the session.

Some items created from prompts may become available for sponsorship. Some creators may offer perks for donations, linkbacks, or other activity relating to this project. Check creator comments and links for their respective offerings.

Prompters, creators, and bystanders are expected to behave in a responsible and civil manner. If the moderators have to drag someone out of the sandbox for improper behavior, we will not be amused. Please respect other people's territory and intellectual property rights, and only play with someone else's characters/setting/etc. if you have permission. (Fanfic/fanart freebies are okay.) If you want to invite folks to play with something of yours, title the comment something like "Open Playground" so it's easy to spot. This can be a good way to attract new people to a shared world or open-source project, or just have some good non-canon fun.

Boost the signal! The more people who participate, the more fun this will be. Hopefully we'll see activity from a lot of folks who regularly mention their projects in this community, but new people are always welcome. You can link to this session post or to individual items created from prompts, whatever you think is awesome enough to recommend to your friends.

Re: Prompts

Date: 2014-09-21 02:08 am (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
I have a prompt fill for the "alien helping an injured man" image, but it's something like 1800 words. It will go up on my DW page very, very soon. In the meantime, here are the first 272 words:


The ice storm rang through the narrow, high valley almost continuously for a full moon cycle, plus a tenday. Von, being a single male, had the least defensible quarters in his Column, on the highest level of the stacked, interconnected rooms cut into the canyon walls. He spent most of the intermittent daylight hours helping connect ladders in the branch-covered chimneys, and helping distribute supplies from those with extra to those with urgent need.

Most of the families remained in their homes, where the huddle of bodies would offset the worst of the annoying chill. On the fifth day of the forced confinement, the lowest level was cleared to become the play area for the children who were able to walk, under the supervision of a pair of widows.

On the nineteenth day of the relentless storm, the two eldest of the Column were welcomed into the homes of younger families as honored, adopted parents, with as much ceremony as they could muster given their situation. Sullen Eax, named for the expression his snaggled, broken tusk lent his scholarly face, cracked open the bottle of ayul he'd set aside on his firstborn's nameday, sharing it all around. There was even enough for Lon and Lyr to have a ceremonial sip in goblets, though neither had even the bud of their first horn.

Thirty-two days into the storm, the adults whispered in the middle-level storage room while the children slept. Supplies might hold for half a moon cycle more, but Drai was in the early term, and her needs would make it more obvious when the other adults began to scrimp on their own rations.
Edited (typo) Date: 2014-09-21 02:09 am (UTC)

Re: Prompts

Date: 2014-09-21 02:37 am (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
Serious question: I /could/ post all of it here, but it's /LONG/ comparatively. 1195 words.

Re: Prompts

Date: 2014-09-21 03:11 am (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
Will do. Sadly, I was worried about that very problem (jammed post, a post cutting off abruptly, etc.) so I posted the first part as a solid introduction.

Promp idea:

Date: 2014-09-20 08:25 pm (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
Greed is an age-old problem. How does Victor handle a young woman (or her family) trying to arrange what they consider an “advantageous” match, especially when they don't seem willing to take a direct 'NO'?

Prompts

Date: 2014-09-21 12:10 am (UTC)
helgatwb: Drawing of Helga, holding her sword, looking upset. (Default)
From: [personal profile] helgatwb
People are always coming up with new innovations to solve old problems, I'd like to see:

Solutions that come from unexpected places.
Solutions no one thinks will work, that work anyway.
Solutions that don't work, but do give a new perspective, in other words, learning from your mistakes.

Illegal Stop (fill from LJ pic)

Date: 2014-09-21 08:39 pm (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
For the Visual prompt posted to the Livejournal version: the pic is at http://forums.cgsociety.org/showthread.php?f=137&t=577795

Illegal Stop



Rick glanced down at the Atmospheric Quality Monitor, just as the indicator bar flickered from the last green LED to the first yellow. He didn't feel like taking a deep enough breath to swear, but he did force his hands to move just a bit faster, grip just a bit more tightly as he 'accidentally' damaged the tracking computer affixed to the wheel hub. Sure, he was going to have to pay a fine, but given what this job paid, he could sink this beautiful new flitter straight into the Wasteland and buy another.

He'd been born and raised here in Santa Monica, though he only shook his head when his grandfather talked about swimming in the water beyond the Wasteland. His hands worked automatically, surely, as he checked the area for Valix. They roamed the surface level in clusters of three or five, and their secondary air bladders earned them the epithet “Puffer” and the even more hated benefit of being able to /walk/ in the everyday, sulfur-yellow air most people could only tolerate for a few minutes. Something clinked, but it was only a spent MEboost container no more than a month old. After that, the plastic crumbled under both UV and pollution into a dark gray, gritty sand indistinguishable from the road surface.

Any Valix in the area had grown up the way he had: scrabbling for whatever work one could stomach. Rick's grandfather had talked calmly with the officers when he'd been arrested at fifteen, then driven home in the rattletrap ground-only car whose air filters hadn't worked since his mother was a girl, saying only that it was time for him to decide whether to be a Robin Hood or a mere thug, because corporations could afford to turn down anyone with even a misdemeanor arrest as a minor.

He sighed, aware that to a Valix, he'd had the privilege of race to let him slip between legal and illegal work with a relative wealth of choices. The Job was what it was, and Rick got paid for doing it well. Professionally. Cleanly.

Pick up the package. Carry the package via ground-route only, obeying the traffic rules and attracting No Attention Whatsoever. Drop off the package, collect his cash bonus, and check his balance to be certain the second half of the formal payment had arrived. Drive away.

The sun brightened the haze for an instant, casting light into the rear seat of the flitter. The little form in its safety gel yawned, pushed a wrinkled fist toward its puckering mouth, and sucked. Rick shook his head, and finished setting the spare tire in place.

He'd have to change its diaper now, since the computer would record every instant of his trip; better to explain away half a minute's delay in resuming his journey than explaining a second stop for any reason.

Tire in place, nuts locked with his thumbprint, he wiped his hands on a stericloth, then stuffed it into his pocket to incinerate later, when he was far away. He smiled despite himself as he caught sight of the hours-old infant in its cradle full of safety gel. Cute kid. Lucky to be born to parents who could afford to flout the one-child laws by “adopting” an infant carried by a surrogate.

She'd been paid just like he had. Illegally, quietly, professionally. As the engine purred to life, Rick spared her a mental congratulations. He had no intention of using up his procreation allowance any time soon; transporting infants was plenty dangerous enough right now.

Word count: 592
21 Sept 2014

Re: Illegal Stop (fill from LJ pic)

Date: 2014-09-21 10:47 pm (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
Thanks so much! I'm just glad this one fit on the post instead of snagging.

The one thing I couldn't fit in-- think of a small, about 5oz bottle for the MEboost, which actually stands for Meal and Energy. Cheap food and a buzz? What's not to love?

Re: Illegal Stop (fill from LJ pic)

Date: 2014-09-21 10:51 pm (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
I wasn't thinking either taurine or caffeine for the 'buzz', more along the lines of the B-vitamin variants, because they /are/ meant to be safe for long-term use. But it's a detail on, literally, a piece of street litter.

Re: Illegal Stop (fill from LJ pic)

Date: 2014-09-22 02:53 am (UTC)
dialecticdreamer: My work (Default)
From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
Grin. ME, too, but fitting it in there broke the flow of the story.

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