[center][sup][h1][color=ce4f3e]十二[/color]   [color=dfdbc0] ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ [/color]   [color=ce4f3e]十二[/color][/h1]
[h3][color=ce4f3e]天命杀死了生肖[/color][/h3][/sup][/center]

[center][color=dfdbc0][b]ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴʀᴇꜱ[/b][/color]
[color=ce4f3e]ᴡᴜxɪᴀ   •   xɪᴀɴxɪᴀ   •   ᴍᴀʀᴛɪᴀʟ ᴀʀᴛꜱ   •   ᴍʏꜱᴛɪᴄɪꜱᴍ   •   ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ   •   ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ[/color]
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[center][color=dfdbc0][b]ɪɴꜱᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ[/b][/color]
[color=ce4f3e]ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ: ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɪʀʙᴇɴᴅᴇʀ    •   ᴊᴀᴅᴇ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ   •   ʜᴇʀᴏ   •   ᴍɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴀɴᴅᴀʀɪᴀ   •   ᴇᴀꜱᴛ-ᴀꜱɪᴀɴ ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ[/color][/center][b][/b]
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[center]A second prompt -- similarly looking for [color=dfdbc0][b]advanced to novella[/b][/color] level writers. Again, a [color=dfdbc0][b]character-focussed[/b][/color] narrative, and set in a fictional East-Asian inspired world (so plenty of room for [color=dfdbc0][b]world-building[/b][/color]). This prompt is a wuxia fantasy with emphasis on mysticism, martial arts, and political intrigue. Our characters would be two of twelve embodiments of the Zodiac; heavenly guardians who were destined at birth to protect the innocent, gifted with superhuman abilities by the stars to compliment their martial arts. Certainly reminiscent of Avatar:TLA, but perhaps more gritty and dark. The details of their powers/place in the world can be something ironed out with my partner of choice.[/center]
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[img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/28/f8/fb/28f8fb91cd45d22c7a0459800526da90.jpg[/img][/cell][cell][center][justify][h3][sup][sup][color=dfdbc0]Since time immemorial, the Tiānshǐ — twelve eternal guardians, each born beneath a sacred sign and chosen to embody the spirit of the Zodiac — have watched over the Empire. When one falls, their essence returns to the stars, to be reborn in another, and so the circle endures. But now, that circle is breaking. One by one, the Tiānshǐ are being hunted, and their spirits severed from the stars. Whispers speak of a nameless assassin wielding a forgotten art: the power to bring a final death to the undying. As the signs fade, the Empire trembles on the edge of ruin. As one of the Twelve, you must contend with extinction for the first time as your numbers thin. Beware — if you fall, it is likely the Empire will fall too.[/color][/sup][/sup][/h3][/justify][/center][/cell][cell][color=2e2c2c]════════════════════[/color]
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