Yayyyyy stats! I love stats!
It’s so cool how many of us did this and how much we’ve all written! Especially impressed by those who wrote daily because I could never.
Absolutely up for more of these too, this was super fun
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Wow. Those are impressive stats, mainly from the point of view of the person keeping them. I’m most impressed. Only one story with Harry in? I must fix that next time!
And, yes I’m up for next time, for sure. Thank you so much for arranging it. It was great fun.
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I’d definitely want to do another one.
I think one of the things I struggled with during this challenge (that ultimately led to me only producing one fic) was the whump theme.
I can produce a story like that every now and again, but doing one each day was very difficult for me.
It would be fun if the next challenge had a different genre/style each day because I think (for me at least) I’d be able to produce a lot more stories and have a more enjoyable experience.
Right, now to get started reading everyone’s June of Doom fics!
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I feel like varied themes, especially over the different months are definitely the way to go. I think those of us who like writing whump can do that with different prompts too, so if we do more general ones, that’ll work for more of us
(Although I very much also want to try febuwhump next year, so it’d be cool if we’re indeed using those then. But that still gives us one or two other themes in between)
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Usually what I like to do in February is combine the Febuwhump and Femslash February prompts (I call this ‘femslash febuwhump’) so I’ll probably do similar come February. However for our next one, I’ll write a more generic or more widely interpretable yet themed prompt list (which I will think about later).
When would folks like to do the next prompt month?
- August
- October
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I think it probably showed that I didn’t know what
was when I wrote my stories! I found myself consciously subverting some of the prompts anyway and sometimes the stories I came up with barely included them, so sorry! I kind of feel that even if you don’t end up sticking to a prompt, it has done its job in stimulating a story, so I guess I’m saying sorry/not sorry!
I ended up with a lot of dialogue heavy stories, mainly because of the time limit I set myself and it was easiest to see which characters sprang to mind and then get them talking. Sometimes it worked better than others, but it seems that dialogue is a short cut into a story if nothing else occurs to me!
I may try to be a little bit more thoughtful next time, although part of the point of doing this for me was to force myself to write within a given time frame, otherwise I tend not to do it at all!
I can interpret most prompts in a very wide way, anyway!
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Yaay a Stats!!
Thank you, but you really shouldn’t be impressed with me!!
But yes overall echoing what you are saying, glad to see so many did something here! 
All of which made this a very unforgettable Month!! Thank you all!!
As for your Idea: I’d be happy and yeah no I couldn’t and wouldn’t keep up every Month! 
October could be incredible fun yes, lots of Opportunities to do more horror-related prompts 
/lh But yeah let’s not do it every Month, I think that would be too much even for Mindfog /lh (great Work, Buddy!)
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Of course the ‘theme’ here was whump, but at the end of the day that doesn’t matter because the point was to get us to write! And we did!
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I am impressed with you. And with @sircarolyn. And everyone else who wrote stories. It does seem like we’ve taken part in something special.
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not gonna lie, was kind of hoping someone with more ability to be bothered than me would make graphs 
beautiful!
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I still have one fic I haven’t finished yet, and I might even try to write a 3rd—is it still okay to post them here?
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Of course! I won’t change the stats at this point but if anyone wants to fill a prompt from the month and post it any time, go for it!
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Finally finished this one off!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/67151245
And for anyone that doesn’t have an AO3 account, I’ve posted it here too:
(possible spoilers for Day of the Master, and warning for Major Character Death and gunshot wounds.)
Surplus To Requirements
The hole was deep, almost 6 ft, Helen guessed. It was difficult to be sure from down at the bottom. The rough wood of the shovel handle had rubbed Helen’s hands red raw. Where had the woman even kept the shovel? She had no bag or pockets. Mind you, the other question was, where had she kept the gun currently pointed at Helen’s head?
Helen paused, chest heaving, but the woman glanced down and her at frowned.
“Chop chop! I haven’t got all day you know,” she snapped, gesturing with the gun. “Why does the Doctor always pick such weaklings for his pets? They never last long enough to inflict some proper torture.”
Helen took a shaky breath. “If you’re trying to scare me, it won’t work. You—”
“Need you, yes.” The woman rolled her eyes. “You, my dear, overestimate your own importance. I didn’t say you could stop digging, by the way.” Her finger rested on the trigger of the weapon. A clear threat.
Helen sighed and continued, her hands and arms complaining loudly.
Several hours later, and she still had no idea what she was supposed to be digging for. The hole had ended up looking rather like a grave, and now Helen was struggling to climb out.
Everything happened so fast. The silhouette of her captor loomed over her, and despite the dim evening light, Helen could see the outline of her gun.
A bright flash burned her eyes, and she was jolted backwards, a terrible heat spreading across her chest. She hit the ground hard, vision darkening. Blood rushing, one thought circling round her mind, frantic.
Was I digging my own grave?
A scattering of dirt fell from above, cold, gritty, seeping into her eyes and nose. She coughed, breathing quickening, helpless. Her chest was burning where the woman had shot her. She couldn’t move. The dirt kept falling, great clods of mud filling up the hole, covering her feet, legs, chest, spraying yet more flecks into her face. She spluttered, trying to suck in air.
“You—you can’t do this! The Doctor—”
The woman’s voice floated down, high and mocking, “P-please don’t kill me! The Doctor will stop you! He’ll come and rescue me like the irritating, selfless hero he is!”
Helen’s body was soaked in sweat, numb and cold. The weight of the dirt was pressing down on her, on her ribs. More mud fell into the hole, muffling the world outside. Would she die from suffocation before she was crushed to death?
“The Doctor doesn’t have the tiniest inkling that you’re here, dear.” Her tone had switched back to boredom. That infuriated Helen the most; the woman couldn’t care less that she was trying to end Helen’s life.
The woman sighed. It was the kind of sigh that signalled mild annoyance due to a late bus. “I really must be going. Things to do, people to kill, you know how it is.”
Helen felt hopelessness creeping up on her. “No! Stop, you can’t…”
But the words echoed around her, barely reaching through the layers of mud. How deep was it now? How much time did she have left?
“Try not to panic, dear. You’ll use up too much air,” came the shout from above, followed by a laugh that petered off slowly. Helen didn’t catch the rest of the words.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, wetness running down the side of her face and into her ears. Everything felt so cold. The wound in her chest burned with a greater pain now. Or was that her broken ribs? She couldn’t breathe. Dizziness overtook her, coming in waves, washing away any hope of an escape plan.
“No, please. Doctor, Liv, anyone…,” she whispered weakly, heard by no one.
She gasped, the TARDIS and her cavernous, gothic console room, the Doctor and Liv. She would never see Liv again; beautiful, smart, kind, determined Liv would never know, never find her. A sob caught in her throat before the darkness pulled her away.
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That was a great read, great work! 
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Thank you so much 
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Woo, even though I only wrote 3, still a fun time. I had a idea for whatever day was “Don’t move.” that stumbled into it’s own thing. Basically the first thing that came to mind was “don’t blink” so it was going to be a weeping angel story but then I had this either insane or genius idea of somehow a weeping angel getting inside the TARDIS and then I was like “What if the weeping angel isn’t locked on to the companion, but the TARDIS itself” because TARDISes are sentient creatures and then I could do this experimental story about what counts as a TARDIS blinking? Yeah it evolved from a simple weeping angel story lol
But yeah, I think maybe next time we could have a more specific one for doctor who, like there’s enough material of 60 years to make a 30 day challenge. Challenge us to write for doctors, companions and monsters we wouldn’t normally write for would be fun.
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