Picture Challenge

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

Hi everyone! I'm the new, shy and uncertain Camp sick!Wilson assistant who's here with what's hopefully a fun activity for all our campers.

Here's how it works. Pick any picture you want of our favourite Oncologist then use that picture as an inspiration to hurt him any summery way you want. Write a fic or drabble, or even just write what's really going on behind the scenes or in Wilson's head. Add your own dialogue to the scene. If you're an artist, draw what really happens next. How ever you want to do it. Use all your creative juices, just as long as it's based on a real picture and, of course, that Wilson is hurt with a summery twist! Oh! And don't forget to post the picture you choose so that everyone can see your inspiration!






Wilson: Can you at least carry the chips?
House (shaking his cane in Wilson's direction): Um, cripple here. No I can't carry the chips. It's not like you need all that junk anyways. I thought you wanted to get in shape for summer.

House takes a moment to poke Wilson on the stomach like he's the Pilsbury Dough-boy.

Wilson (swatting at House's hand): Hey! Stop that! Like you're one to talk. You eat more of this crap than I do. Besides, it's too damn hot to cook a proper dinner.

House (still prodding at Wilson's stomach): True, but I'm still slim and trim. You could always eat a salad. That's light and summery food, isn't it?

In a huff, Wilson takes one last swat at House and loses his grip on the cake box tucked under his arm. In an attempt to catch it, he twists and fumbles, looking for the world like the worst juggler on earth. The tub of ice cream falls to the ground directly under Wilson's feet causing him to trip and soon he's on the ground in a pile of junk food.

House (attempting not to laugh outright): You okay down there?
Wilson: Owww! My back!
House: I told you you didn't need all that junk.



Okay, your turn! Hopefully you do better than I just did. :P Have fun! :D

Comments

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Can we do more than one? Like, can we pick a picture and write about it, and then pick another picture and write a different story? Or is more like a one-to-a-customer thing? *really hopes it's the former*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

You can do as many as you want! The more the merrier as it were. Can't wait to see what you have in mind. :D

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Can't wait to see what you have in mind.

Honestly? Nothing yet. It's more that I'm more likely to try things and see how they work if I can do all different ones.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

Ah well, I hope something comes to you then!

[taiga13.livejournal.com]

Wilson: Oh hi House, I was just about to make myself a snack. You want some?
House: Uh, what are you making?
Wilson: I'm going to put these chips and ice cream and raw bacon in a blender and mix them up. It will be delicious.
House: ... I'm going to just call my team and run a differential diagnosis.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

ROFL! It's really the bacon that makes all this awesome (both the picture and your rendition).

[indigo-inferno.livejournal.com]

LOLOLOL! :D

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

I really liked: ...looking for the world like the worst juggler on earth.

Don't think I have the eye to come up with stories from picspam, but I can't wait to see everyone's efforts.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

I'm glad you liked it!

I also can't wait to see what other people come up with. I sense fun and Wilson getting his hurt on. :D

[3rdgal12.livejournal.com]

(http://s875.photobucket.com/albums/ab311/3rdgal12/?action=view&current=322_0726.jpg)

"Thtop Laffing, Houth!"
"Oh, c'mon Wilson. You can't seriously expect me not to laugh."
"Ith wath an accthident."
"Well, duh. I didn't really think you'd stapled your tongue to your lip on purpose. But I am still trying to figure out how you did manage to do it."
"I fell athleep on my deth, okay? Now thut up do thomethign!"
"Okay, okay." House pulls out his cell phone and dials. "Hey, Chase..."
"Houth!"
"You and the rest of the team meet me in Wilson's office for a consult. Oh, and bring Cuddy, too. Heck, bring whoever you pass in the hallways."
"Houth! I'll get you for thith if ith's the lath thing I do."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

LOL! Awesome!

[hitsukuro.livejournal.com]

ROFL xD
great job. you had me burst out laughing while everyones still asleep xD

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

Hee! I love Wilthon'th lithp.

[fleurione.livejournal.com]

HA, I giggled. Loudly :D It totally fits the picture!

[hwshipper.livejournal.com]

[3rdgal12.livejournal.com]

Too funny!

[fleurione.livejournal.com]

the last line *makes* this :P

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

I adore this! Makes me laugh every time I see it!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

Hahahahaha! That's awesome!

[fleurione.livejournal.com]

I need a picture of House hitting Wilson with his cane. I know it happens in 'Skin Deep' but can't find it...?

[geekygecko.livejournal.com]

There's one linked in this table (http://geekygecko.livejournal.com/128336.html#sick_wilson) for that episode.

And a couple of pics after House whacks Wilson with his cane here (http://sickwilson.alekwasframed.com/phy1.htm) at C3 and D3.

Hope that helps. :)

[cresty-on-ry.livejournal.com]

Wilson: "My gosh. I can't move. Its like I'm glued to the spot!"
House: "You are-so quake with fear, you tiny fool."
Wilson: "So, I'm trapped?! In this position and moreover, in this facial position?"
House: "Its something you'll get used to-a mental mind fu-"
Wilson: "HOUSE! Stop quoting Rocky Horror Picture Show. Okay? Just because you have a fascination with dressing like Frank-N-Furter doesn't mean you have to mess with me and my inability to move."
House: "Well, its either dealing with my obsession with Frank-N-Furter or dealing with the fact that you have ascending paralysis right now, which is why you can't move your legs, and why I should move right now."
Wilson: "Why would you want to mov-" He fell to the floor with a thud
House: "That's why. And this is why God created nurses." He poked his head out of Wilson's office door and said rather loudly "Clean-up in aisle six. Clean-up in aisle six."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

hahahaha! Awesome! :D

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

lol. Sweet and funny!

[cresty-on-ry.livejournal.com]

::takes a bow::

Thanks! :D I dunno why I felt like quoting Rocky Horror, but it worked out rather nicely. :D

Glad you both enjoyed it!

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Okay, so, unsurprisingly (or, well, unsurprisingly if you know me), I cheated slightly: I changed the color of the pillow (and one or two other strict "fixes": I lightened the pic, and then did some minor work to make up for the quality of the cap). My only defense is that I never was at playing by the rules. So I'll give you both (and yes, I know the cap's not where I said it was from; that was part of why I changed the details).

Original image (from the House M.D. HD Screencap Gallery (http://housecaps.sosugary.com/):
(http://pics.livejournal.com/mashfanficchick/pic/0001drp0/)


"Adjusted" image:
(http://pics.livejournal.com/mashfanficchick/pic/0001egfp/)

"Decisions" (a sick!Wilson double drabble)

The worst thing about sinus infections, Wilson decided, wasn't the postnasal drip. It wasn't the cough that kept him awake at night, or the fever that kept him uncomfortable all day. It wasn't even the malaise, though he ordinarily began going stir crazy after only a few days home sick, especially when he felt too ill to work from home, catching up on paperwork or journal articles. The worst part about sinus infections was the way the pressure screwed with his balance, making the world tilt crazily every time he turned the wrong way or tried to sit up. He'd been through it before, but never before while living--sleeping, he reminded himself; the "living" situation was only temporary--on House's couch, and it hadn't dawned on him that a lack of balance plus a narrow couch was a recipe for disaster. Better for House to come home and make fun of him for lying on the floor than for him to fall off the couch, Wilson thought. Especially since House would probably make fun of him for that, too. He settled himself on the carpeting, making himself as comfortable as possible with a sofa pillow, and tried to fall asleep.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

Excellent! Poor Wilson and his sinus infection!

Sorry it took me so long to respond. :(

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Hey, thanks!

And, long? I only posted it this morning! *is either very slow, or unaware of how fast _slytherin_girl usually is*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

Was it only this morning? Usually, I reply as soon as I can, which would've been this afternoon before I went to work so maybe it just felt like a long time to me?

Just call me Speedy Gonzales! lol!