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...what falls from the skies is not the rain...
STATUS: Lots of ideas, voices in your head? You may not be schizo, just need to find a plot and start writing. 7 days ago
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Lots of ideas, voices in your head? You may not be schizo, just need to find a plot and start writing.
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Movie Studios don't use AI to generate scripts because they're not copywritable. My writing is mine, not the world's to play with.
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I've no idea what is meant by everyone being a "southern cowboy".
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I like that the Amish gives their kids a chance to decide if they want to stay in their parent's religion.
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"Badgers?" he said, sweating as he heard gun hammers being cocked unseen behind him. "We ain’t got no badgers. We don’t need no badgers. I don’t have to show you any stinkin' badgers!"
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I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and anime music videos.
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and anime music videos.
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
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Qaymu
Bldg 1, Restaurant
@Lemons - Velvet
"Ahh," Qaymu sighs, scratching his head, "It has been too long for me, as well. I'm lucky that I get the pieces in the right order. "
His nose wrinkled, taking in the rank odors coming from the spoiled food in the kitchen. He didn't need to be fed daily, although he knew he needed to be careful about snacking. He'll have to check to make sure when his food arrived later this week, it was delivered on the day and kept in the coolers.
His hand hovered over the board, then he picked up his Queen's knight and moved it to F6. There would be problems later, to be sure. He had started playing with his adopted daughter, she was very clever in her responses, not unlike Velvet. Hopefully he wasn't playing with her grandchild - that would be awkward.
"How do you like working at the bar?" he asked. "Do you enjoy being among the people? Or...?"
Qaymu smiled delicately. It was always best when you could pick and choose your dinner, but he didn't think she'd hunt a regular. Too easy to track the victim to the killer, like that mess in London.
Such a terrible girl! She deserves to be cursed for the rest of her life for getting an earth dragon killed for nothing!
It gets worse. Left to clean up the mess, the peasant whose house was now draped in dead dragon started selling the meat, in secret at first, but then word got out, people started bragging about how much they paid for their dragon meat, and the Prince found out. He came to reclaim the carcass, but the peasant pointed out that there wasn't much left. What he needed was another dragon, and he'd pay the prince handsomely for whatever dragon he brought back to him. It just snowballed after that.
We had to hide, burrow deep.
The unicorns were next.
@Dragonydas
I think you might like this!
... All of you should be ashamed...
It makes you wonder what happened to the original villagers? Watch out if the carpenter starts building a really big boat.
The well has enough water in it for now to sustain the current population with no issues.
I like McKinzie's energy. She'll do great things.
... Or die trying. :)
There's already a carpenter. I wonder if this town has a graveyard or a necropolis? And what safeguards they might have against zombies?
"A fight!" Gabs said with a grin. It got wider as three men stepped their way, drawn by the one guy dropping his drink.
"Oh, I wanna help you," Gabs replied, stepping up next to Alastrina, already cracking her fingers. "I haven't had a good scuffle in weeks since they let me outta the stockade. Sorry, can't guarantee ya I won't tear your arms off to beat you with, hope you tattooed your names on 'em, they get hard ta sort out afterwards."
"But hey, I'll let you have the first punch!" she added, barely suppressing her bloodlust. If they struck first, it became self-defense. Maybe some of that reading was worth it.
"Oh, I wanna help you," Gabs replied, stepping up next to Alastrina, already cracking her fingers. "I haven't had a good scuffle in weeks since they let me outta the stockade. Sorry, can't guarantee ya I won't tear your arms off to beat you with, hope you tattooed your names on 'em, they get hard ta sort out afterwards."
"But hey, I'll let you have the first punch!" she added, barely suppressing her bloodlust. If they struck first, it became self-defense. Maybe some of that reading was worth it.
Just some musing on magic in this.
I'm thinking that in order for an air wand to work, it must first gather together the air element from its surroundings, am I right? So the handle must be hollowed out and a piece of clear quartz is put in there. The spell is then carved as runes into the wand, while the handle acts as insulator. As the spells are cast, a bit of the quartz is consumed, and perhaps when exhausted, the wand itself is consumed, becoming ash.
The more powerful the spell, the thicker the wand handle has to be, until you reach staves. Master-level wands have to be that big in order to write out the complex spells and is filled with amethyst. It also means there's a longer charge time - or is it constantly charging from the area around it?
We know if you have a tome and attuned to the element, you can learn to cast elemental spells - but then there's still the problem of gathering the appropriate mana from the surrounding area. Perhaps an amulet would help? Like obsidian or morion for those summoning the dark? This could be jewelry - a ring, a bracelet, a necklace, or earrings. Jewels encrusted into a sword or knife hilt, perhaps?
I was asked if Ned's wool cloak was magic? So would that also need some element appropriate for the element to be used? Either fibers woven into the cloth or say a piece of agate as an attached amulet?
I'm thinking that in order for an air wand to work, it must first gather together the air element from its surroundings, am I right? So the handle must be hollowed out and a piece of clear quartz is put in there. The spell is then carved as runes into the wand, while the handle acts as insulator. As the spells are cast, a bit of the quartz is consumed, and perhaps when exhausted, the wand itself is consumed, becoming ash.
The more powerful the spell, the thicker the wand handle has to be, until you reach staves. Master-level wands have to be that big in order to write out the complex spells and is filled with amethyst. It also means there's a longer charge time - or is it constantly charging from the area around it?
We know if you have a tome and attuned to the element, you can learn to cast elemental spells - but then there's still the problem of gathering the appropriate mana from the surrounding area. Perhaps an amulet would help? Like obsidian or morion for those summoning the dark? This could be jewelry - a ring, a bracelet, a necklace, or earrings. Jewels encrusted into a sword or knife hilt, perhaps?
I was asked if Ned's wool cloak was magic? So would that also need some element appropriate for the element to be used? Either fibers woven into the cloth or say a piece of agate as an attached amulet?
Sorry to have missed this.
You were driving along this rural road in the middle of the night, past farmer's fields, when suddenly your car sputtered and died. After trying vainly to start it, you reach for your cell phone - but it's dead, too.
That's when you see a bright light shining down on you. But you don't hear the sound of a helicopter - just a strange hum and your car lurching as it rises into the air...!
You're dimly aware of being stripped while surrounded by other people standing in line and being put on a conveyor belt. Warm jets of water bathe you, following by scrubbing by creatures in white suits, then rinsed and dried. Next are several injections - although in one case, it feels like they're pumping big something into your right arm while a golden beam shines down on your face as you black out. When you awake, you're dressed and sliding into a room where a creature in a jumpsuit asks you a series of questions. And while you can understand the questions, you just have no idea what language they're in, it's no language you've heard before.
Finally, you slide out at the end then very docilely allow yourself to lie down in a padded box. One of the attendants hands you, of all things, a Monopoly playing piece in your favorite color. As you look up, the lights flicker...
...Instead of the warm overhead lights, you see a gray metal ceiling high overhead, your statis box having slid out of the rack and is now laying in the aisle. A crack in the metal wall near you is letting in sunlight, and you can see grass and trees beyond, but there's something odd about the trees. Weariness overtakes you, and you fall asleep.
Congratulations, you now know that there is intelligent life out there in the galaxy. Sadly, it's kidnapped you and you're now in the belly of a crashed interstellar freighter on a desolate but fortunately inhabitable planet. You are one of the first to awaken out of the stasis boxes, and by the look of things, you've been here for a while.
The weirdest thing, however, is someone left a Monopoly game in your statis box.
I'm looking for at least four players. Interested?
That's when you see a bright light shining down on you. But you don't hear the sound of a helicopter - just a strange hum and your car lurching as it rises into the air...!
You're dimly aware of being stripped while surrounded by other people standing in line and being put on a conveyor belt. Warm jets of water bathe you, following by scrubbing by creatures in white suits, then rinsed and dried. Next are several injections - although in one case, it feels like they're pumping big something into your right arm while a golden beam shines down on your face as you black out. When you awake, you're dressed and sliding into a room where a creature in a jumpsuit asks you a series of questions. And while you can understand the questions, you just have no idea what language they're in, it's no language you've heard before.
Finally, you slide out at the end then very docilely allow yourself to lie down in a padded box. One of the attendants hands you, of all things, a Monopoly playing piece in your favorite color. As you look up, the lights flicker...
...Instead of the warm overhead lights, you see a gray metal ceiling high overhead, your statis box having slid out of the rack and is now laying in the aisle. A crack in the metal wall near you is letting in sunlight, and you can see grass and trees beyond, but there's something odd about the trees. Weariness overtakes you, and you fall asleep.
Congratulations, you now know that there is intelligent life out there in the galaxy. Sadly, it's kidnapped you and you're now in the belly of a crashed interstellar freighter on a desolate but fortunately inhabitable planet. You are one of the first to awaken out of the stasis boxes, and by the look of things, you've been here for a while.
The weirdest thing, however, is someone left a Monopoly game in your statis box.
I'm looking for at least four players. Interested?
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See! Monsters are better than humans!
Some are, yes. The problem is that monsters are concerned mostly about themselves, and not human concerns. I remember this story about this girl who wants to get the attention of the prince, and so stands out in front of this poor, unsuspecting earth dragon and screams for help as the prince is riding by. Poor creature never stood a chance.
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