WilsonTurner

NaNoWriMo

Sci-fi: There is no such thing as aliens -- anymore.

@mdk

My original plot idea was a Marine in the NATO-I, I being the Interstellar section- NATO across the stars. In this futuristic AU of sorts, there are three factions: NATO-I, the Renewed Warsaw, and then the Eastern Alliance- China/Japan/Middle-East, versus America & Europe, versus Russia, Ukraine, etc.

And after first being deployed, aliens show up. Who also have different warring factions.

And the plan was it to become this great big clusterfuck of different factions of human and two different alien races, constantly fighting and making new alliances and such. My character being in the middle of it.

But I couldn't even get past the first thousand words.

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

You are sitting in the back of a cop car with the avatar above... (Game)

Well your FACE isn't logical.

Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

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When Royalty Collides ~Closed For Now~

Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

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Cancel my appointments, I've been sold into slavery.

He switched from nervous to a wry smile. He mentally joked that he'll just get her drunk again; she'll be happy to snuggle then. But then again, she does need to build up her alcohol tolerance... it's no good if one can get all one' secrets if they just give one a small cup of alcohol. It'd be for her own good, and his own. He mentally laughed to himself; he'll enjoy trying to build up her tolerance.

But for now, he just stared down at the Ardanian, holding still as she moved close. He waited until she dropped back onto her pile of cushion, before taking his turn. He gently took her face in one of his hands, tilting it slightly for a better angle, and tenderly leaned in for a small kiss. By all means, he disregarded what she said; he had it in mind, but he was never one to let go of something he wanted. And right now, he wanted Aleksandra.

He kissed her again, and then a third time, before raising up slightly to stare at her.

Responding in his own rough Ardanian, "I am not going anywhere. It's my own castle anyhow. And you do, pretty much, belong to me."

He gave her a smile again- but it was his usual smile, a small wry one.

NaNoWriMo

@mdk
Sure?
I can't guarantee I'll actually end up writing anything, but sure.

NaNoWriMo

I'm writing mine by hand. Not keeping track of word count, but I am planning to fill up three good sized notebooks and see where I'm at.

@Taaj

Cancel my appointments, I've been sold into slavery.

Aulfr's grin grew impossibly wide, as his eyes practically glittered with amusement. Her little lip-bite did nothing more but improve on his already extraordinary mood, and he raised an eyebrow at the gesture. What was even more eyebrow-raised was her threat, insult, and then smooch all wrapped up into a minute.

"What did you say? Hmm. Well, you repeated that I was yours, several times, and that I must like you a lot, and that..."

His grin faded, replaced by a more serious, still plenty open Aulfr.

"That I worried over you, and that I didn't want you to die. Then you went on about how you thought you didn't care about me, see, because you never worried. And then on to you being proud of me... and knowing that I was strong. That I know when to be hard and when to be soft..."

At this point, he was dangerously emotional. He was an honest man; if he disliked someone, they knew it. If he wanted them dead, they were likely already dead. Et cetera. And he wasn't about to hide what someone told him, just because they didn't remember.

"You told me that I was gruff, but kind, and honorable. And then..."

He paused here, and stared at Aleksandra, really stared at her, serious and waiting for a response.

"You said, 'Maybe that's why I love you so much.' And if what you said was actually you, and not some hallucination, then you'd certainly believe that I'm being honest."

He gave her another grin- but this was more closed, apprehensive, nervous even.