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Post by Dmitri Pendragon on Mar 21, 2015 2:41:42 GMT
Jorus: *glances at her again* I have an offer for you, Essa. I'm trying to minimise it. Make him have a better foundation for jumping to conclusions. Because the major conclusions he's jumped to so far have both turned out to be right—so it feels like either he's paranoid or I'm making him do what he's doing. Which fictional character, yours or anyone else's, would you most like to meet in person? You have ample protection from any powerful villains or suchlike.
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Post by Lylyss on Mar 21, 2015 2:53:15 GMT
Essa: Yeeeaaaaaaaaah, I'll pass. I don't trust you.
Hmmm. Maybe you could make a character who he wrongly judges? Leil might think assume that the character is a terrible person, when in reality he has a good explanation for his actions.
Ah, another hard one. Sara Crewe, perhaps? No, Werner Pfennig. Or maybe Loki? Geez. I can't decide. One of those three.
Truth or Dare?
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Post by Dmitri Pendragon on Mar 26, 2015 4:23:06 GMT
Jorus: *ignores her refusal* I offer a place of prestige and comfort in these Chaotic lands. As if anything can be a place of comfort in Chaos. Relative comfort, separated from the rapacious Lich who wander these twisted lands.
I have two of those, actually. I do enjoy writing characters who are really on the hero's side but oppose him nonetheless. Currently I have a harsh swordsmanship instructor and an irritating, stubborn former retainer.
I recognise Sara Crewe and Loki, but what's Werner Pfennig from?
I'm feeling optimistic. I'll have a Dare, shaken, not stirred. You?
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Post by Lylyss on Mar 26, 2015 13:17:29 GMT
Essa: Ooh... That sounds nice. But you're probably lying or trying to trick me or something. I know better than to trust psychos. Lol. Sounds like Liel is in for a hard time. He's from All The Light We Cannot See, a historical fiction that takes place during WWII. The entire thing is written in third-person present tense, which takes awhile to get used to, but gives the book a surreal feeling. Throughout the whole story I just wanted to pull Werner aside and reason with him... But it was not to be. Lol! Write a scene where your character has to go to the dentist. I'll take a Dare as well, on the rocks with a twist.
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Post by Dmitri Pendragon on Mar 30, 2015 0:55:48 GMT
Jorus: The only psychopath in Chaos both you and I know of is Gnawthrul, and your companion Javez will be arriving all too soon…I assume. Your perception of me has been crafted from an opponent's viewpoint, not an ally's.
Mmm-hmm.
I had a look at that book on Wikipedia. Looks like it's a fairly recent publication. Do you ever feel like you can never discover all the famous books out there just because there's so many of them? That's how I'm feeling right now.
Okay! Hmm…write a scene where your character thinks he's on the rocks, as in experiencing difficulties, but is saved by a sudden twist.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Rivera,” said the dentist. Mal sank into the plush scarlet chair and blinked at the dentist. “Whether it’s a good afternoon or not depends on a lot. However, since it’s a polite formality, then good afternoon, Dr. Reddock.” Dr. Reddock shifted nervously on his chair. “Hmm, well, yes. What might bring you here today?” “A lot of things might have brought me here today.” Mal laid his suitcase on his lap and unzipped it. “However, the one that did is a specific tooth.” He opened the suitcase and plucked out a metal replica of a molar. “Here.” Dr. Reddock extended his hand. “May I?” Mal passed him the tooth and rested back in his chair. “You’ll find that it’s a perfect representation of a mandibular third molar. My doctor referred me to you because apparently you’re the alpha on all things dental.” The dentist turned the tooth over, examining it from all sides. “Yes, well, I have always tried to be the best I can.” He pinched the tooth between thumb and forefinger. “This craftsmanship is unique. May I ask from where you got this?” “I built it,” said Mal, ignoring Dr. Reddock’s surprised gaze. “I require my mandibular third molar on the left removed and replaced with this replica.” “What?” Mal glared at him. “It’s a simple request, isn’t? You’re the toothed alpha, aren’t you?” “I—“ Dr. Reddock laid the tooth on the desk. “What is wrong with your tooth?” “Nothing’s wrong with it,” snapped Mal. “Aside from the fact that it doesn’t serve my purposes.” “I’ve—I’ve never done this before. This is highly irregular. May I suggest purchasing a set of false teeth?” “No, you may not suggest that. I know what I want, and if you can’t provide this service for me, I will go somewhere else.” Mal picked up the metal tooth and clenched it in his palm. “What is your answer, Dr. Reddock?” “I—“ The dentist rubbed his sweaty forehead. “May I schedule an appointment for this procedure?” “You may. Will two-fifteen on Friday 18th work?” Dr. Reddock glanced at a calendar hanging above his computer, then a digital clock. He dried his forehead again. “It’s two-fourteen.” “Exactly! I need this done, and I need it done today.” Mal returned the tooth to his suitcase and zipped it up. “I assume the answer is the negative?” Dr. Reddock rubbed his hands on his shirt. “Please understand, Mr. Rivera, that should you propose any regular scheme, I could do it today if need be, but—but this is highly irregular—“ “Good afternoon, Dr. Reddock.” Mal rose from his chair and headed toward the entrance. “Although now I am sure. It is not a good afternoon, not on any count.” He pushed open the door and slipped through. “Formulaic,” he said under his breath. “No resourceful people left in this world.”
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Mar 30, 2015 11:40:40 GMT
*pops in* Heh. I wonder why he wanted the tooth replaced . . . maybe the new one is a literal tooth transmitter. Also, if anyone feels like giving me a Dare, I'd greatly appreciate one.
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Post by Ly on Mar 30, 2015 14:09:23 GMT
Essa: *scowls* I could say the same thing about you. Lol. Yeah, I'm pretty behind on famous books too, especially in YA Fiction. I haven't really read much of the Divergent or Mazerunner series, although those seem to be all the rage now. Oh dear. I'll see what I can do. *applauds* Good job, Dmitri. Lol. Looks like you know these characters pretty well. I especially liked part about two-fifteen on Friday the 18th. Leilani: Write a scene where your character finds himself/herself in the middle of a flash mob. You know. Those groups of people who gather at public places and randomly burst into song?
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Post by Dmitri Pendragon on Mar 31, 2015 7:41:21 GMT
Jorus: And thus you have indirectly agreed that I am not a psychopath. I am aware of the strained relationships between us, but as I am a forgiving and merciful character, I am willing to let our pasts slip to offer you this protection. *neutral expression* Then it's even just knowing about famous books, too. That's mostly what I'm talking about, since I haven't read many famous books…like Harry Potter, Divergent, Peter Jackson. And I haven't even heard of the Mazerunner series. Yeah, I'm way behind. Well, Mal and Reddock are actually characters I created for that exercise…but I knew what Mal's personality was going to be like before this. Yes, I enjoyed that part too…it sums up Mal pretty well. Leilani Sunblade, I did think this could be a tooth transmitter, but I didn't explicitly decide what it was. Truth or Dare, anyone?
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Post by Elytra on Mar 31, 2015 7:59:47 GMT
Can I join in on the Long Distance Truth or Dare please?
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Mar 31, 2015 12:14:37 GMT
@ly: Sounds like a great dare . . . I meant to get on it yesterday but ran out of time. I'll do it today, though. Dmitri Pendragon: Ok then. Edit: Found time to do this! I was originally going to use my Between Two Worlds characters, since they're on Earth, but then I thought . . . y'know, I can see a fantasy version of a flash mob happening in a certain port city in Berstru . . . so here goes! ------- The park wasn't much more than a few shrugs, trees, and flowerpatches, all drooping in the summer heat, in the at the edge of a Port Metre square. However, it was green and usually on the quieter side for Port Metre, so Emma had taken to spending what little free time she had there, sitting and working on her mending and trying not to think about how empty the bench felt without her mother sitting beside her. Only a few months had passed since the funeral, and even in the bright, comforting sunshine, the loneliness felt as raw and painful as ever. For the first five minutes, Emma didn't notice the crowd slowly gathering near her corner of the square- and when she did, it was too late. She pulled into herself, glancing around nervously at the nearly two-dozen people who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. What are they doing here? I should go. I should go-A young man on the next bench over started strumming a guitar, and an older fellow on the ground a few feet away set palms tapping on the round drum held between his legs. Several people at once started to sing an upbeat song, one not entirely unfamiliar to Emma. More rapidly joined in, and a half-dozen young men and women jumped out and started a dance. Emma found herself relaxing somewhat despite her nervousness, even humming along with the tune- More of the singers jumped up to join those dancing. One danced his way over to Emma, grinned, and sang, still in tune with the real song, "Join us, maidy, if you will!" Before she quite had time to respond, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the circle of dancers. Emma started and tried to pull away. "I can't- I shouldn't-" "Come, come, come along, maidy!" He let go, but still beckoned for her to join in. Emma hesitated a moment, looking at the others already in the dance, at those joining in, some who looked as bewildered as she. Then the music caught her and pulled her in at the same time as did two of the girls in the dancing circle. Moments later, Emma found herself joining in the dance, singing quietly along with the others. No one seemed to mind her uncertain steps or the fact that she, several times, danced the wrong way- they just nudged her in the right direction and kept going. Abruptly, the song ended. The people scattered even more quickly than they'd showed up. Emma stumbled to a stop, blinking after them. What just . . . what just happened? She shook her head in confusion, making her way back to her bench and her mending. That was . . . strange. But . . . not bad strange. It had been a little bit fun, even. And somehow, just for the moment, the loneliness seemed a little farther away.
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Apr 3, 2015 1:05:21 GMT
Anyone up for a quick (10-15 minute) word war?
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Post by Lylyss on Apr 4, 2015 14:55:24 GMT
Surely this was the end. Quintus couldn't imagine a situation more dire. He was clinging to the edge of a seaside cliff with jagged rocks beneath and a thunderstorm above. Wind slapped his face. Rain slicked his grip. He could feel the earth crumbling beneath his feet and tumbling down to the knife-sharp shoals. Soon he would follow. But then--even as Quintus finally lost his grip and began to fall--there was a flash of light. Instead of rocks, he landed on something soft and springy. A couch? "Oh my gosh." Somebody yanked him into a sitting position. It was a strange girl clad in strange clothes with long, poofy brown hair. "You're exactly what imagined you like, down to the last pockmark! And jeepers--is that an authentic gladius in your belt? Can I hold it? Pleeease?" Quintus just gaped. "Tu quis es?" "Is that Koine? Cuz I know Koine. Καρπος εστιν αγαθος!" She thought about that for a moment. "No, that's not right… ειμι, ει, εστιν, εσμεν… whatever. It's been awhile." The girl threw her arms around him in a suffocating hug. "OMG we are gonna have so much funnnnnnnn!" And so Quintus came to the twenty-first century. He got a job at a fast food restaurant and spent his life helping the strange girl write blog posts about Roman eating habits. The End. Raptor: Sure thing! You can join. Truth or dare? Anyone else want a Truth or Dare? Leilani: Lol. I really liked that Dare. xD Nice job!
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 14:59:44 GMT
I'll do truth or dare!
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Post by Lylyss on Apr 4, 2015 15:00:47 GMT
Lol. Cool beans. I probably won't be able to respond for awhile (I gotta go to work) but I'll get to it when I can. Truth or Dare?
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 15:02:53 GMT
Dare. I need something to help me get writing again.
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Post by Lylyss on Apr 4, 2015 15:04:27 GMT
Okay, write a scene where Cale takes the kids to Disney World.
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 15:09:35 GMT
Oh my goodness. Adorable! *Runs to laptop*
truth or dare?
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Post by Lylyss on Apr 4, 2015 15:16:31 GMT
I can't wait to read this. xD Dare meh! I'll do it when I get home from work. Cuz I'd probably better go now.
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 15:18:04 GMT
Your MC is forced into an arranged marriage with someone they dislike.
Aww. Okay. Bai!
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Post by WookieeElf on Apr 4, 2015 15:49:18 GMT
I'll take a truth or dare. Something to get the creative juices flowing.
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 15:56:24 GMT
Truth or dare then?
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Post by WookieeElf on Apr 4, 2015 16:04:50 GMT
@jliessa: Errr....DARE.
And do you want a truth or dare?
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 16:09:51 GMT
Write a scene with the gender of your MC swapped.
Truth
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Post by WookieeElf on Apr 4, 2015 16:12:36 GMT
Oh boy. That's gonna be interesting...
Have you ever based a MC off of someone else's character? (from movies and/or books?)
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Post by jliessa44 on Apr 4, 2015 16:29:59 GMT
Yeah. Intentionally and unintentionally. Intentionally, Akim and Bahadur were semi based on the Lion King 2. Unintentionally Audri has a lot of similarities between her and Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender.
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Apr 4, 2015 19:35:35 GMT
Anyone up for a word war? Maybe?
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Post by Starsinger on Apr 4, 2015 19:50:55 GMT
I could probably do a shortish one Leilani (half hour max)
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Apr 4, 2015 19:53:05 GMT
Awesome! Maybe 15-20 minutes, then, so I won't keep you too long?
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Post by Starsinger on Apr 4, 2015 19:56:18 GMT
20 then...though it doesn't matter if I'm too long, it just means a duel to the death with my sister for the shower
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Post by Leilani Sunblade on Apr 4, 2015 19:58:04 GMT
Heh. Shower duels can be annoying, though. xD 20 minutes, then, starting on the hour? (In 2-ish minutes?)
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