TheSilentChloey Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 đ Lol. I think I split my sides XD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benice Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 (edited) Hooray! Finished my first entry. Title: The candy justifies the means. Words:814 Pre-read info: Spoiler Just a short story that is supposed to be satirical regarding self importance and also critiques society in general. The itallics represent the flashback. Actual entry: Spoiler âHow could you?â âWHY? NOOOOOO!â âI...I DONâT LIKE YOU!â âYouâre such a monster!â If youâve lived a life like mine, youâve heard all of these many times; for me, itâs daily. In exchange for my crimes, my home is filled with the loot of my victims- Candy, unopened pokemon decks, Beyblades, lightning McQueen figurines and a Barbie dollâs hand. Of course, I get more than just goodies from my victims;  I get respect, fear, fame, attention and the best cubby. And of course, my title: Ted, the terror of afternoon kindergarten. Sometimes when Iâm home, I wonder why I do what I do. Itâs against the rules, and makes other people unhappy. Yet, the rewards are so gratifying, I canât seem to stop. I can destroy virtually any opponent with my huge amounts of pilfered Pokemon, eat all the candy I desire, let it rip whenever I so choose. Perhaps if things didnât go the way they did so long ago, I wouldnât be the person I am today. Three weeks ago⌠I thought I could handle the power⌠I couldnât. To be fair to me, my friend Jimothy is the one who REALLY started this. Back in the distant mists of time⌠    âTed, I canât believe J.J took my Pokemon deck!â Jimothy told me. âOh, no, thatâs so bad! are you going to take them back?â I answered. âWhat? No! I canât fight! Itâs against the rules! Besides, J.Jâs almost 4â2! Heâd pound me flat in an instant!â Jimothy seemed flustered as he responded. âI will not let J.J get away with this! My superior intellect will surely win him over!â I thundered. âYou-Youâre really going to do that? Wow. You really are a good person, Ted.â Jimothy praised me. Spurred on by Jimothyâs comments, I left to confront J.J, the biggest child the schoolyard had seen since two years ago. I found J.J in his usual spot; the far picnic table near the fence. The teacher rarely went to this part of the field, making it a superb place to run covert operations. J.J  sat at the far end of the table, counting piles of Pokemon cards. He glanced up as I addressed him. âJ.J, you didnât buy those cards! theyâre not yours! Give them back to their proper owners!â He glanced at me with amusement. âWhy? Iâm going to enjoy them every bit as much as they will. Iâm moving to Luxembourg soon anyways, and I might not be able to read whatever language they use there.â I was stunned by his rebellion. âBut itâs against the rules!â I stuttered. âIf itâs against the rules, why do I get no negative reinforcement? Should I not be punished for breaking the rules? Evidently, the rules are just a guideline for people who donât want to get ahead in life.â He asked casually. âNegative reinforcement?â I asked. I thought J.J was practising luxembourgish for when he moved. âPunishment. Anything that gives me the idea I shouldnât do it again. If I touch a candle and I get burnt, I wonât touch it again. Thatâs negative reinforcement. If I touch a candle and I get candy, Iâll touch it again. The rules are a candle that look like theyâll burn you, but those who dare to touch get the rewards. Is it really a crime to take my rightful rewards for risking getting burnt?â J.J reasoned. âI...I-â I was confused. Is stealing actually bad? âHere, Iâll show you. How much candy do you get in a week?â J.J asked me. âOne bar of chocolate, usually.â I answered automatically. âHere, then. Take seven of mine.â J.J invited me. âWhat? Wow! thatâs a lot of candy!â I screamed with joy. âWant to know how many times Iâve received negative reinforcement? None. Thereâs no reason not to do this. The ends justify the means.â He pointed out. âHmm⌠I guess Iâll try for a little bit, even though itâs against the rules.â I mused. Now, here I am, three weeks later, my life changed entirely. J.J has left now, but yesterday Jimothy commented, âItâs almost like J.J never left.â Jimothy seemed kind of mad after I took his best Pokemon cards. I left him his magikarps, though. He really needs to learn to be grateful. Iâm not worried about Jimothy, however. I can just give people my earned rewards, and Iâll have everything I want. Iâve thought about it, and Iâve determined that J.Jâs thought process is correct. Iâm not wrong for embracing my tough methods of acquiring goods; the ends justify the means. And Iâm going to have success in life, even if I have to step on others to do so; they need to learn a lesson about life if they let me, anyways. The ends justify the means.  Post-read info: Spoiler Ted represents a generic person in the "Society" That is kindergarten, which in turn represents actual society. J.J represents both our dark impulses and a successful buisnessman whose success is tied to him using others. The Candy and Pokemon that J.J and Ted take from others represents Money, as well as happiness, which they take from others to enjoy for themselves. The arm of the Barbie doll represents purchased companies; he has everything he needs, but he wants more anyways, even though he'll likely never need a third arm. Jimothy represents the average middle class who, although not necessarily inclined to be especially good, is not bad either, not wanting to fight or step on others to get ahead.  Edited October 30, 2019 by Benice Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoulWeaver Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 On 10/28/2019 at 10:10 PM, Ottservia said: Oh? In what way I wonder? Well youâve piqued my interest. Not quite what you're hoping for, just that it involves a couple characters from Awakening, and a key interaction between them, with an optional epilogue piece specifically linked to my version of the Awakening world. 20 minutes ago, Benice said: Hooray! Finished my first entry. Title: The candy justifies the means. Words:814 Pre-read info:  Reveal hidden contents Just a short story that is supposed to be satirical regarding self importance and also critiques society in general. The itallics represent the flashback. Actual entry:  Reveal hidden contents âHow could you?â âWHY? NOOOOOO!â âI...I DONâT LIKE YOU!â âYouâre such a monster!â If youâve lived a life like mine, youâve heard all of these many times; for me, itâs daily. In exchange for my crimes, my home is filled with the loot of my victims- Candy, unopened pokemon decks, Beyblades, lightning McQueen figurines and a Barbie dollâs hand. Of course, I get more than just goodies from my victims;  I get respect, fear, fame, attention and the best cubby. And of course, my title: Ted, the terror of afternoon kindergarten. Sometimes when Iâm home, I wonder why I do what I do. Itâs against the rules, and makes other people unhappy. Yet, the rewards are so gratifying, I canât seem to stop. I can destroy virtually any opponent with my huge amounts of pilfered Pokemon, eat all the candy I desire, let it rip whenever I so choose. Perhaps if things didnât go the way they did so long ago, I wouldnât be the person I am today. Three weeks ago⌠I thought I could handle the power⌠I couldnât. To be fair to me, my friend Jimothy is the one who REALLY started this. Back in the distant mists of time⌠    âTed, I canât believe J.J took my Pokemon deck!â Jimothy told me. âOh, no, thatâs so bad! are you going to take them back?â I answered. âWhat? No! I canât fight! Itâs against the rules! Besides, J.Jâs almost 4â2! Heâd pound me flat in an instant!â Jimothy seemed flustered as he responded. âI will not let J.J get away with this! My superior intellect will surely win him over!â I thundered. âYou-Youâre really going to do that? Wow. You really are a good person, Ted.â Jimothy praised me. Spurred on by Jimothyâs comments, I left to confront J.J, the biggest child the schoolyard had seen since two years ago. I found J.J in his usual spot; the far picnic table near the fence. The teacher rarely went to this part of the field, making it a superb place to run covert operations. J.J  sat at the far end of the table, counting piles of Pokemon cards. He glanced up as I addressed him. âJ.J, you didnât buy those cards! theyâre not yours! Give them back to their proper owners!â He glanced at me with amusement. âWhy? Iâm going to enjoy them every bit as much as they will. Iâm moving to Luxembourg soon anyways, and I might not be able to read whatever language they use there.â I was stunned by his rebellion. âBut itâs against the rules!â I stuttered. âIf itâs against the rules, why do I get no negative reinforcement? Should I not be punished for breaking the rules? Evidently, the rules are just a guideline for people who donât want to get ahead in life.â He asked casually. âNegative reinforcement?â I asked. I thought J.J was practising luxembourgish for when he moved. âPunishment. Anything that gives me the idea I shouldnât do it again. If I touch a candle and I get burnt, I wonât touch it again. Thatâs negative reinforcement. If I touch a candle and I get candy, Iâll touch it again. The rules are a candle that look like theyâll burn you, but those who dare to touch get the rewards. Is it really a crime to take my rightful rewards for risking getting burnt?â J.J reasoned. âI...I-â I was confused. Is stealing actually bad? âHere, Iâll show you. How much candy do you get in a week?â J.J asked me. âOne bar of chocolate, usually.â I answered automatically. âHere, then. Take seven of mine.â J.J invited me. âWhat? Wow! thatâs a lot of candy!â I screamed with joy. âWant to know how many times Iâve received negative reinforcement? None. Thereâs no reason not to do this. The ends justify the means.â He pointed out. âHmm⌠I guess Iâll try for a little bit, even though itâs against the rules.â I mused. Now, here I am, three weeks later, my life changed entirely. J.J has left now, but yesterday Jimothy commented, âItâs almost like J.J never left.â Jimothy seemed kind of mad after I took his best Pokemon cards. I left him his magikarps, though. He really needs to learn to be grateful. Iâm not worried about Jimothy, however. I can just give people my earned rewards, and Iâll have everything I want. Iâve thought about it, and Iâve determined that J.Jâs thought process is correct. Iâm not wrong for embracing my tough methods of acquiring goods; the ends justify the means. And Iâm going to have success in life, even if I have to step on others to do so; they need to learn a lesson about life if they let me, anyways. The ends justify the means.  Post-read info:  Reveal hidden contents Ted represents a generic person in the "Society" That is kindergarten, which in turn represents actual society. J.J represents both our dark impulses and a successful buisnessman whose success is tied to him using others. The Candy and Pokemon that J.J and Ted take from others represents Money, as well as happiness, which they take from others to enjoy for themselves. The arm of the Barbie doll represents purchased companies; he has everything he needs, but he wants more anyways, even though he'll likely never need a third arm. Jimothy represents the average middle class who, although not necessarily inclined to be especially good, is not bad either, not wanting to fight or step on others to get ahead.  ...that entire first paragraph was beautiful, the plot twist was perfectly timed, the reasoning - dear goodness, the reasoning that poor boy was not prepared for...fantastic. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 28 minutes ago, SoulWeaver said: Not quiteďťż ďťżwhat you're hoping for, just that it involves a couple characters from Awakening, and a key interaction between them, with an optional epilogue piece specifically linked to my version of the Awakďťżening world. 50 minutes ago, Benice said: Kinda what I was expecting honestly. Also putting vocalsynth references in my entry cause I havenât referenced one of those songs since my âIâll face myselfâ entry I did for Chloeyâs sacrifice prompt. The emphasis on mirrors wasnât only there to reflect(hehe) the similarities between grima and Robin but that was a while ago anyway. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 4 hours ago, Ottservia said: Kinda what I was expecting honestly. Also putting vocalsynth references in my entry cause I havenât referenced one of those songs since my âIâll face myselfâ entry I did for Chloeyâs sacrifice prompt. The emphasis on mirrors wasnât only there to reflect(hehe) the similarities between grima and Robin but that was a while ago anyway. Seems my themes get you to do that lol XD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benice Posted October 30, 2019 Share Posted October 30, 2019 8 hours ago, SoulWeaver said: Â ...that entire first paragraph was beautiful, the plot twist was perfectly timed, the reasoning - dear goodness, the reasoning that poor boy was not prepared for...fantastic. Glad you liked it! Is there anything I could do better for any future entries? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted October 31, 2019 Share Posted October 31, 2019 22 hours ago, Benice said: Glad you liked it! Is there anything I could do better for any future entries? Generally speaking feedbck comes around once the writing phase is over and during the voting phase, though not everyone gets to do it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benice Posted October 31, 2019 Share Posted October 31, 2019 1 hour ago, TheSilentChloey said: Generally speaking feedbck comes around once the writing phase is over and during the voting phase, though not everyone gets to do it. Whoops. Sorry. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted November 1, 2019 Share Posted November 1, 2019 11 hours ago, Benice said: Whoops. Sorry. Hey, no sweat XD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoulWeaver Posted November 1, 2019 Share Posted November 1, 2019 11 hours ago, Benice said: Whoops. Sorry. You all good, sometimes I throw feedback around early, depends on the mood. In this instance, the piece is short enough that I didnât have any major complaints, bar maybe the size of the piece itself - it felt a touch on the short side. on-topic, got most of my entry done, hopefully I can get that in tonight. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoulWeaver Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 Yeah, yeah, I know it's a double post but I'm too lazy for this crap. A Mother's Reflection Spoiler It was a perplexing dilemma indeed. She wanted her daughter - future daughter, otherself daughter, what have you - to be happy, yes? And her daughter had indicated that what would make her happy would be to be taught so that she could help her, yes? And she had been complaining to Henry just before that about not having more readily-available assistance, yes? Yes, yes, and yes. All true. âIâve assembled the last of the implements for the rite, Mother. Iâll make a useful assistant yet, just watch!â And yet, hearing those words - that her daughter wanted to follow in her footsteps - somehow sent a cord twisting around her heart...or where her heart supposedly was, she still wasnât sure she had enough of a heart left to properly feel such things. Perhaps a residual memory, inflicted through- âEr, Mother?â Oh right. She was supposed to be making a decision. â...Iâve changed my mind, Noire. There will be no rite tonight.â ...Huh. Not the logical decision she thought she was making. Who switched the words around on the way to her mouth? âWhat? ButâŚâ âI wonât be teaching you the dark arts.â Her heart - or whatever was left of it - seemed to have decided for her. Might as well follow through with it all the way. âNow put those implements away.â âBut why? Wh-what did I do? Do I lack the talent? Am I in the way?â Tharja turned to her daughter, who stared at her, wide eyes trembling. It was so typical of Noire to assume some fault in herself in such a circumstance - she herself was much the same way, hence why sheâd tried the normality practice when attempting to get Robinâs attention. The cords grew tighter within her chest - perhaps it really was a curse. â...You have a frightening amount of talent, Noire. Your innate magical potential is vast. Even that talisman turned you into an entirely different person! One couldnât hope for a greater vessel to shape into a curse slinger...and you could never be in my way.â Goodness, first her heart changed her decision for her, now it was trying to make her sound like some sappy, fairy-tale mother? Emotions were incredibly pesky, perhaps sheâd best find some way to lock and unlock her heart at will⌠âThen why?â ...Oh, why not. Itâs not like sheâs going to go tell everyone her mother is a decent person deep down - and who would believe her if she did? âI think Iâve come to understand the motives of my future self, Noire.â âWait, what? What does that mean?â âI...donât want you dealing in hexes. The dark arts carry with them tremendous risks, risks your father and I have taken and canât say we for certain walked away from unscathed. My future self must have known as muchâŚâ âYou mean...you think that she was worried for my safety? That...she loved me?â That was all it meant to Noire to be loved? If that was what it meant... âCanât say. Not about her, at least...but I love you, if that helps.â âMotherâŚâ Noire looked about ready to cry. âJust donât expect me to say it often! ...Or maybe ever again. AndâŚâ âAnd?â âWell, just because hexes are off the table doesnât mean I have nothing to teach you. There are more ways than hexing to skin a cat...or other things, heh. So pay attention, and try to follow along. Your training begins tomorrow.â âOh yes, maâam!â Noire nodded and rushed out with the bag of hexing implements as she turned to the desk, holding up what sheâd been examining before Noire came in - the talisman sheâd taken from her daughter. ...Poor girl. Exposure to even this much magic had caused such a drastic alteration to her personality - blood and thunder indeed. If Noire tried anything beyond basic battle spells, the effects could - no, would - be catastrophic on her. Sheâd seen enough prodigies attempt spells they should have been able to handle but for some reason couldnât to not want anything of the kind to happen to her daughter. âNoireâŚâ Her daughter had wanted to walk in her footsteps. â...You poor, naive girlâŚâ Her bloody, bloody footsteps. â...I suppose itâs for the best that my heart spoke before my head could.â Footsteps no child of hers would ever walk in, not while she had anything to say about it. Bloody and stained though her hands were - and always would be - at least she could ensure Noire never had to make the same horrific choices she and Henry had made. This still left her shorthanded, though...she scratched her upper lip with her thumb, thinking. She could always talk to Sillva, from that other group traveling with the Shepherds - she needed to figure out the reason behind their similarities anyways. Or why she wore such curious clothing. Their leader, a man named Arilon, had said it resembled the clothing of a legendary Necromancer, though sheâd never- Come to think of it...Tharja pulled her thumb from her lip, looking at it. Sillva had the same habit, scratching her upper lip while thinking. Actually, sheâd also seen Arilon himself do the same thing while playing a tactics game with Robin. Now that she thought about it, the three of them were the only ones sheâd ever seen with that particular habit. A coincidence? Others may see it as such, but she didnât believe in coincidence, not for the most part anyways. Perhaps there was a connection between the three of them...perhaps their hands were stained as badly as hers. Only one way to find out⌠Optional Epilogue: Spoiler âNaga protect usâŚâ Sombre whispered, looking out at the scene before her. It was just like she remembered - death and destruction, everywhere she looked, badly mangled corpses lying in ditches or hanging from tree limbs where theyâd been tossed...the oath had slipped from her lips before she could stop herself, but Arilon just laid a hand on her shoulder. âWeâve got someone stronger than even Naga watching over us.â He smiled. âRemember that.â It was easy for him to say - he hadnât had to wake up to this every single day for who knew how long. Looking over, Sombre saw both Luna and Sola also looked disturbed by the scenery before them. Another hand on her shoulder made her jump a little. âHey, hey, itâs just me, kiddo!â Her father grinned. âNo caws to worry, ok? Weâve got this - you wonât lose me so easily. Heck, with all youâve been through, you might be the one protecting me this time around, ha ha!â â...Yeah...yeah, youâre right.â Sombre looked down at the Bow she held. âAt least I wonât let you down again...â It had taken her mother a straight month to seal the curse on the Skadi, but in the end, here she was, armed with a weapon that left anything used by any Risen - or Terror - in the dust, without fear of what effects it might have on her. With this, sheâd be strong enough to make sure at least he came home safe this time... âNoireâŚâ She thought he would chide her again, but his hand just tightened on her shoulder. âI miss her too. Letâs make certain nobody else here suffers our fate, ok?â She gripped the Bow, feeling the familiar shivering of its activation, looked up to see a pack of Revenants stumbling up the path a ways off, and thought of her mother as Arilon called for the Wanderers to mobilize. âOk.â Yes, if it werenât for Tharja, or the choices sheâd made, Noire wouldnât be here, or strong enough to throw her fear aside as she - and the simulacrum Skadi created beside her - notched an arrow of dark energy, taking aim. Thank you, Mother, Sombre thought as she fired. Notes: Spoiler I feel like this one might not have been as good as Two-Faced Unknown Rolling Refrain - it's kind of a forced redux of Noire and Tharja's A Support, with some small changes to reflect the specific version of Awakening I'm pulling from, which is incidentally the same one as the mentioned entry for those who didn't read the optional epilogue for one or either. Severa, in general, is an easier character for me to write than Tharja or Noire, particularly not a Noire who isn't terrified of everything considering that's her one defining feature as a character. I also really hate the formatting SF automatically puts my Doc-based stuff in when I paste it over here, so I might just start linking to the Docs after this round.  Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 @SoulWeaver Oh, boy!  Dude! DUDE!!! Ahhhhhh!  *Dies from sheer overwhelmingly amazingness*  Holy FUCK!  That is an amazing way to take a theme and completely annihilate all expectations!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 Okay question @TheSilentChloey can the character somewhat overcome their regret? as in can I have them somewhat be able to move on from it by the end Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 6 minutes ago, Ottservia said: Okay question @TheSilentChloey can the character somewhat overcome their regret? as in can I have them somewhat be able to move on from it by the end Sure, you can do that. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 (edited) Just now, TheSilentChloey said: Sure, you can do that. alright time to get busy after I get some sleep of course(it's like midnight over here) Edited November 3, 2019 by Ottservia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 The waiting intensifies XD Oh and to tide everyone over, the thought process behind this prompt was actually based on the fact I kind of wrote it down ages ago and had thought it a pretty cool prompt but ultimately decided to leave it at least until this round.  As I said it was based off of a quote from Claymore, (seriously great manga, but really kicks you in the feels) and one of the more poignant moments. Spoiler It focuses of course on the protagonist and her only friend she ever had up until Raki came into her life. Obviously there are varied reasons one becomes a Claymore but for Clare, she has an especially difficult time of being a warrior. Remember the ranks I mentioned? Yeah Clare is pretty much not as great as the one she always looked up to but I am not spoiling it here. Also fun fact once the half-yoma are created they cease the "aging process" and pretty much stay at the twenty or so mark in their appearances.  Of course they usually are quite tall on average but, I decided to create one of the shortest ones in The Silent Chloey as a bit of a nod to my own lack of vertical blessings, as well as my general personality, that being I don't like talking too much unless the nickname is for the purpose of irony, which does occasionally happen.  So yeah, a bit on my username and the original character that is a representation of myself in some way. As for the rest of Chloey's group, Bella and Leah were my two pet bunnies whom I sadly lost to myxomatosis a few years back. Claire is based on the little baby goat I raised and Meg is the persona of Claire's bff goat friend who unfortunately had to be put down due to being attacked by the neighbor's dogs. Heather was a child whom became a half-yoma and insisted on staying near Chloey because the latter saved the former's life and there are a few characters whom are central to the TSC series (yeah I literally have no life outside of my fanfiction lol) but weren't added in due to the nature of them probably spoiling a huge chunk of stuff which I didn't want to do. But I ended up mildly spoiling TSC and the Deadly Child...opps XD However, if anyone is curious about the TSC series I have started TSC and the White Wolf over on A03, so feel free to give it a read. It's only sixteen chapters so not a massive time sink. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benice Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 On 10/31/2019 at 6:51 PM, SoulWeaver said: it felt a touch on the short side This is the first time anyone's ever said that about my writing XD. I did a short story assignment that was meant to be 5 paragraphs and I did 22 pages. I'm also currently working on a novel that is 250 pages long thus far. I was trying not to shove walls of text down everyone's throat the first time since my teachers complain about that constantly. I will next time though. Bwahaha! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahanahah! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHH! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted November 3, 2019 Share Posted November 3, 2019 (edited) Okay I have just made a discovery that sounds absurd but actually works really well. If you ever have any kind of writerâs block, Write in comic sans. Trust me youâll write way more that way and I donât know how to feel about that Edited November 3, 2019 by Ottservia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoulWeaver Posted November 4, 2019 Share Posted November 4, 2019 9 hours ago, Ottservia said: Okay I have just made a discovery that sounds absurd but actually works really well. If you ever have any kind of writerâs block, Write in comic sans. Trust me youâll write way more that way and I donât know how to feel about that Wait, you didn't already know this? I almost always write in either Comic Sans or Courier New(the one that looks like a typewriter) because they're optimal. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted November 4, 2019 Share Posted November 4, 2019 8 hours ago, SoulWeaver said: Wait, you didn't already know this? I almost always write in either Comic Sans or Courier New(the one that looks like a typewriter) because they're optimal. No I didnât know this until recently but regardless it works and I donât know why?! anyway to shift topics a bit does anyone wanna look at my wip. I donât know how to feel about it quite yet Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azure the Scale Tipper Posted November 4, 2019 Share Posted November 4, 2019 9 minutes ago, Ottservia said: No I didnât know this until recently but regardless it works and I donât know why?! anyway to shift topics a bit does anyone wanna look at my wip. I donât know how to feel about it quite yet I can. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ottservia Posted November 4, 2019 Share Posted November 4, 2019 (edited) 10 hours ago, Azure, Roundabouted Out said: I can. Okay thx I sent it on discord Edit: Sheesh this is turning out to be a long one. It may even be my longest entry yet Edited November 5, 2019 by Ottservia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dragoncat Posted November 5, 2019 Share Posted November 5, 2019 I'm just popping in here to share something wholesome, kinda related to my last entry. @Ottservia @Anacybele might enjoy it the most. Quote DragoncatToday at 5:08 AM New idea hot off the press Glenn kinda guardian angels for Kion. Aww  Purple MageToday at 5:09 AM Aww  DragoncatToday at 5:10 AM Like, on the battlefield some time, he tells Ingrid a swordsman saved his life and he doesn't know where he went.  Purple MageToday at 5:11 AM Cool beans  DragoncatToday at 5:12 AM "That grappler conked me on the head, I was out. He pulled me to safety. I asked for his name, he just said "your mother knows me" and disappeared" Idea ACCEPTED  Purple MageToday at 5:12 AM Conk  DragoncatToday at 5:13 AM And Ingrid goes and cries to Felix "He's around!"  Purple MageToday at 5:13 AM NICE  DragoncatToday at 5:14 AM Yay warm wholesome headcanons at 5 am  Purple MageToday at 5:14 AM Huzzah  DragoncatToday at 5:14 AM Bonus points: Kion has a comment in there like "OH he did kinda look like Uncle Felix"  Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azure the Scale Tipper Posted November 6, 2019 Share Posted November 6, 2019 What is a Promise?: Fandom: Fire Emblem Three Houses Words: 2,312 Crimson Flower Spoilers ahead. You have been warned. Also, I decided to just copy and paste the Google Doc link. You guys should be able to view it, since link sharing is on. The Story: Spoiler https://docs.google.com/document/d/10gssOcl_fXUcqKu0FzS2Hb6P6MqhoFkHqFl11MIWFGc Post-read Commentary: Spoiler When I first came up with this, Sylvain was going to be in the role of Dorothea. Then, I thought that Ashe would be better, especially after I decided to add in Sylvainâs death. There were references to Ashe and Felixâs support chain, what with being moderate in passions (in this case, Ashe would have told him to be moderate or even ignore Felixâs passion to get back at Dimitri). However, towards the end of writing the first section, I decided that Dorothea would be best, since I see her doing well in the therapist role Felix gives her, not to mention she would likely have a strong bond with the both of them after the war. Also, Bernadetta making a handkerchief is a reference to how one of Sylvainâs favorite gifts is the fancy handkerchief. Â Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheSilentChloey Posted November 6, 2019 Share Posted November 6, 2019 There are some very good entries here, I'm having a tough time picking the winning piece! Â Also bonus points XD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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