Well hello there! Long time no.....type....I guess?
I have had literally NO access to any computers oncesoever. And I haven't posted on here for weeks- no, months, really. I've missed posting on here. I'm going to do it much more often now that i have a laptop again.
But a warm hello was not my only reason for creating this post.
I have reached 30, 000 words. I dont really know what everyone else has gotten to, but to me this is an impressive obstacle and I am very proud of myself for overcoming it. I actually went out with a group of comerades as celebration. (Only few of my closest friends know that I am writing a book). And as I am realising that I may actually finish this book before the year of 3000, it hits me that I do not have a cover. Does anyone know a website where you can make covers, or does anybody know HOW to actually make one?
All answers are helpful ones- except for those stupid ones... you know who you are- and I would be sincerely grateful for helpful answers.
(P.S. Sorry for typos, Im still getting used to typing on this odd keyboard.)
Long Time No See
Hey guys,
I know it's been about.......... 6 months? and I haven't been on at all. I haven't even started writing because MY MOCKS ARE ON TUESDAY!!!!!!!!!
*dies*
I'm only on because I can't study anymore! My brain is going to exploded from an overload of information crammed into it.
Anyway, I had to write a short story in English and I thought i'd post it because I've been thinking of continuing it.
As the sun set, its light slowly melted the landscape, till everything was made of fire and glass. The edges of the buildings melded together and blurred, outlined by the fiery sky. Anya's knife reflected the light into her eyes, making her flinch. The blood slid off the sleek blade, plopping into the pool below, and started to stain her fingers. It was also starting to congeal and stick them together. The blood belong to the man at her feet.
Her curtain of purple hair swung over her black eyes as she tilted her head to look at the emptying street at the end of the dusty alley. She waited until the creaking carts and the shuffling feet had gone quiet and all the doors had shut before poking her head out into the cobbled street. No one wanted to be outside when the Inquisitors started to roam.
As the last windows were pulled shut, Anya padded out onto the main street. She glanced back at the body, carelessly slumped against a pile of rotting rubbish, and sighed. He was the third person she'd had to kill in the last week. It was necessary of course. He had seen her scars. She was still getting used to covering the map of raised white lines spiderwebbing across her hands. They were the mark of an Inquisitor.
The Inquisitors were the tools of a force unknown to all but themselves. They were supposed to be submissive, and willing to give up their lives for their master. Anya, however, had broken from its grip and gone rouge. The Inquisitors roamed the streets at night searching for the homeless, the poor, and anyone unskilled enough to not hide from them. After all, 'It' needed to be fed.
All of the Inquisitors wore hooded cloaks and carried a weapon of choice. Their hands were left exposed to reveal the scars that marked them for what they are. The man Anya had killed, Charles, had seen her scars and immediately marked her as the rogue Inquisitor, as she wore no cloak. She had a large bounty on her head, and Charles had immediately rushed off to be the informant. That had been his last mistake.
She slid her knife into her boot and continued walking, pulling on fingerless gloves as she went. The weather was too warm for them; she could already fell her hands becoming clammy. They would have to do.
She moved into the shadows, her soft boots letting her move quietly, as she reached a cross road. Only one more street and she would be in open country. No one to recognize her. No one to kill. No Inquisitors. Safety.
She started to grin but snapped her head to the left as a figure moved in the long shadows of the nearly set sun, The tell tale swish of a cloak over cobbles left no doubt in her mind. Inquisitor.
She froze, hoping that she had escaped its notice, but it was too late. It started moving towards her.
Thoughts raced in her mind. Should she make a run for open ground? She could probably kill it in single combat. But she could also try to lose it in the maze of tightly packed buildings and keep from fighting.
She made a dash for the other side of the cross roads. The Inquisitor blurred into action, pulling out twin daggers and sprinting to cut her off. She reached the other side ahead of him and cut down an alley to her left. Her feet flew over the ground, kicking up dust. She wouldn't be able to lose him now and she had no idea where she was heading. She glanced at a low window sill coming up on her right and jumped. She swung up onto it and jumped again, catching the lip of the roof. Straining her arms, she pulled herself up. A roof-top chase would be harder but she needed to keep track of where she was.
She started running again, glancing down to see the Inquisitor hurriedly sheathing his daggers and following. She quickly got a rhythm going. Now relying on her feet to know when to jump she looked around to get her bearings. The closest section of city wall was to her left and she sharply veered towards it. Something flew past her head as she turned. It hit a wall, sending up a shower of brick. Anya glanced back and cursed. Another Inquisitor had joined the chase. And this one had shurikens.
Anya prepared herself for another jump. As she took off a shuriken sliced into her shoulder, sending a spray of scarlet into the dark sky. Blood splattered her face, running into her eyes and blinding her mid-flight. She wiped a hand across her face and a blurred image of s roof coming towards her filled her vision as she started to descend. She wasn't going to make it.
She smashed into the side of the building, throwing her arms up to try and grab the lip of the roof. Her finger couldn't find a hold and she started to slide down the building.
Her feet smacked into the ground and she crumpled backwards. She rolled onto her hands and knees, coming into a crouch as the Inquisitors jumped from the roof and landed in front of her in a soft poof of dust. Their cloaks whirled around them as they sunk into stances and unsheathed their weapons.
Anya pulled out her sword as the second Inquisitor threw a shuriken. She dived forward and came up, swinging her sword low at the first Inquisitors feet. One of his daggers whipped passed her head, cutting off the top of her right ear and making strands of her hair flutter to the ground as he jumped over her sword.
Anya danced back to give her longer weapon room to maneuver. As she whirled into her next attack she heard movement behind her. She switched from a punch to a turning kick to have a look and saw two more Inquisitors running up the alley. Her kick smashed the second Inquisitors nose, and as he stumbled back, she swung in her sword, neatly beheading him.
None of the others seemed to mind that their comrade had fallen and simply watched as his head rolled along, leaving a line of bloody sludge mixed with dust behind.
The two new Inquisitors both wielded bo staffs, giving them extra reach. Anya slunk back into the middle of the alley, preparing to run. She knew she could never win this fight.
Before she could turn to go however, one of the new arrivals leaped forward, spinning his staff to deflect her sword. He whipped one end of it around and smashed it into her knee.
She felt the bone give with a sickening crunch and shatter inwards, tearing into the ligaments behind. Her leg crumpled under her and she fell to her knees at the Inquisitors feet.
She tilted her head back to look into the black abyss of his hood, catching a glimpse of a glinting smile spreading across the hidden face. He swung his staff again, this time aiming for her head, The force of the blow shattered her skull, spattering her brain onto his cloak in a grey mess. Her lifeless body slumped on the ground as the slimy remains started to dribbled down the Inquisitor's front and dropped softly into the dust.
The full moon peaked out from behind a cloud to watch as the Inquisitors gathered around the body and started dragging it back to their master.
I know it's been about.......... 6 months? and I haven't been on at all. I haven't even started writing because MY MOCKS ARE ON TUESDAY!!!!!!!!!
*dies*
I'm only on because I can't study anymore! My brain is going to exploded from an overload of information crammed into it.
Anyway, I had to write a short story in English and I thought i'd post it because I've been thinking of continuing it.
As the sun set, its light slowly melted the landscape, till everything was made of fire and glass. The edges of the buildings melded together and blurred, outlined by the fiery sky. Anya's knife reflected the light into her eyes, making her flinch. The blood slid off the sleek blade, plopping into the pool below, and started to stain her fingers. It was also starting to congeal and stick them together. The blood belong to the man at her feet.
Her curtain of purple hair swung over her black eyes as she tilted her head to look at the emptying street at the end of the dusty alley. She waited until the creaking carts and the shuffling feet had gone quiet and all the doors had shut before poking her head out into the cobbled street. No one wanted to be outside when the Inquisitors started to roam.
As the last windows were pulled shut, Anya padded out onto the main street. She glanced back at the body, carelessly slumped against a pile of rotting rubbish, and sighed. He was the third person she'd had to kill in the last week. It was necessary of course. He had seen her scars. She was still getting used to covering the map of raised white lines spiderwebbing across her hands. They were the mark of an Inquisitor.
The Inquisitors were the tools of a force unknown to all but themselves. They were supposed to be submissive, and willing to give up their lives for their master. Anya, however, had broken from its grip and gone rouge. The Inquisitors roamed the streets at night searching for the homeless, the poor, and anyone unskilled enough to not hide from them. After all, 'It' needed to be fed.
All of the Inquisitors wore hooded cloaks and carried a weapon of choice. Their hands were left exposed to reveal the scars that marked them for what they are. The man Anya had killed, Charles, had seen her scars and immediately marked her as the rogue Inquisitor, as she wore no cloak. She had a large bounty on her head, and Charles had immediately rushed off to be the informant. That had been his last mistake.
She slid her knife into her boot and continued walking, pulling on fingerless gloves as she went. The weather was too warm for them; she could already fell her hands becoming clammy. They would have to do.
She moved into the shadows, her soft boots letting her move quietly, as she reached a cross road. Only one more street and she would be in open country. No one to recognize her. No one to kill. No Inquisitors. Safety.
She started to grin but snapped her head to the left as a figure moved in the long shadows of the nearly set sun, The tell tale swish of a cloak over cobbles left no doubt in her mind. Inquisitor.
She froze, hoping that she had escaped its notice, but it was too late. It started moving towards her.
Thoughts raced in her mind. Should she make a run for open ground? She could probably kill it in single combat. But she could also try to lose it in the maze of tightly packed buildings and keep from fighting.
She made a dash for the other side of the cross roads. The Inquisitor blurred into action, pulling out twin daggers and sprinting to cut her off. She reached the other side ahead of him and cut down an alley to her left. Her feet flew over the ground, kicking up dust. She wouldn't be able to lose him now and she had no idea where she was heading. She glanced at a low window sill coming up on her right and jumped. She swung up onto it and jumped again, catching the lip of the roof. Straining her arms, she pulled herself up. A roof-top chase would be harder but she needed to keep track of where she was.
She started running again, glancing down to see the Inquisitor hurriedly sheathing his daggers and following. She quickly got a rhythm going. Now relying on her feet to know when to jump she looked around to get her bearings. The closest section of city wall was to her left and she sharply veered towards it. Something flew past her head as she turned. It hit a wall, sending up a shower of brick. Anya glanced back and cursed. Another Inquisitor had joined the chase. And this one had shurikens.
Anya prepared herself for another jump. As she took off a shuriken sliced into her shoulder, sending a spray of scarlet into the dark sky. Blood splattered her face, running into her eyes and blinding her mid-flight. She wiped a hand across her face and a blurred image of s roof coming towards her filled her vision as she started to descend. She wasn't going to make it.
She smashed into the side of the building, throwing her arms up to try and grab the lip of the roof. Her finger couldn't find a hold and she started to slide down the building.
Her feet smacked into the ground and she crumpled backwards. She rolled onto her hands and knees, coming into a crouch as the Inquisitors jumped from the roof and landed in front of her in a soft poof of dust. Their cloaks whirled around them as they sunk into stances and unsheathed their weapons.
Anya pulled out her sword as the second Inquisitor threw a shuriken. She dived forward and came up, swinging her sword low at the first Inquisitors feet. One of his daggers whipped passed her head, cutting off the top of her right ear and making strands of her hair flutter to the ground as he jumped over her sword.
Anya danced back to give her longer weapon room to maneuver. As she whirled into her next attack she heard movement behind her. She switched from a punch to a turning kick to have a look and saw two more Inquisitors running up the alley. Her kick smashed the second Inquisitors nose, and as he stumbled back, she swung in her sword, neatly beheading him.
None of the others seemed to mind that their comrade had fallen and simply watched as his head rolled along, leaving a line of bloody sludge mixed with dust behind.
The two new Inquisitors both wielded bo staffs, giving them extra reach. Anya slunk back into the middle of the alley, preparing to run. She knew she could never win this fight.
Before she could turn to go however, one of the new arrivals leaped forward, spinning his staff to deflect her sword. He whipped one end of it around and smashed it into her knee.
She felt the bone give with a sickening crunch and shatter inwards, tearing into the ligaments behind. Her leg crumpled under her and she fell to her knees at the Inquisitors feet.
She tilted her head back to look into the black abyss of his hood, catching a glimpse of a glinting smile spreading across the hidden face. He swung his staff again, this time aiming for her head, The force of the blow shattered her skull, spattering her brain onto his cloak in a grey mess. Her lifeless body slumped on the ground as the slimy remains started to dribbled down the Inquisitor's front and dropped softly into the dust.
The full moon peaked out from behind a cloud to watch as the Inquisitors gathered around the body and started dragging it back to their master.
Okie-dokie
Well, I've chatted with the artist, and she will probably do them all. Her style is going to change just a little bit, though, just so you know. Color and lineart, I think is what's going to differ from before.
Anyway, everything's same as before concerning you guys!
Oh, and if those people without OCs could figure do what i mentioned in the other post, that would be good. -Sorry in a hurry.
Got to go!
Hope to see everyone soon!
~hugs~
~waves~
Keep up good work!
See ya!
Anyway, everything's same as before concerning you guys!
Oh, and if those people without OCs could figure do what i mentioned in the other post, that would be good. -Sorry in a hurry.
Got to go!
Hope to see everyone soon!
~hugs~
~waves~
Keep up good work!
See ya!
I have it, an idea! HOORAY!
HOOOOOOOOOOOORAY! I've had an idea! I've had an idea! *does a little funny dance thing*
Aaaaaaaaaaanyway,
My idea for a book is as follows:
It is called Storm Warning,
The plot is, basically, if the world had a use-by date, this would be it, a huge storm passes over the entire world, clouds cover the sun and power seems to be fluctuating everywhere, a first strike of lightning sends a strange creature to warn the humans of what is coming, and he is not the only one to come to earth.......
With the last lightning strike will come complete and utter anihalation.....
DUH DUH DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyway, i really like this idea, what do you guys think?
I would be pleased to hear any thoughts you have, be ruthlessly honest and present any constructive criticism you have, thanks
Aaaaaaaaaaanyway,
My idea for a book is as follows:
It is called Storm Warning,
The plot is, basically, if the world had a use-by date, this would be it, a huge storm passes over the entire world, clouds cover the sun and power seems to be fluctuating everywhere, a first strike of lightning sends a strange creature to warn the humans of what is coming, and he is not the only one to come to earth.......
With the last lightning strike will come complete and utter anihalation.....
DUH DUH DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyway, i really like this idea, what do you guys think?
I would be pleased to hear any thoughts you have, be ruthlessly honest and present any constructive criticism you have, thanks
Random Examples and Dilemma
Ok, so for some reason, it's working now so that I can post examples, BUT out of the blue, this artist I was going to work with has put commissions on hold. She has yet to reply to me how long she thinks it will be... So... if she replies soon and and the wait won't be too long then I will continue with her, but otherwise, I'll look for another artist.
Here are the examples.
Here are the examples.
Surprise!
Hey, everybody!
So ~drumroll~
Here's first the list out of order then I'll make it in order....
Rachel 16
Florence Black 34
Natalie Jay 21
Mar-Chu 10
Niall, the Guy With a Boring Name. 12
Alli 6
Lunar Tears 11
NJ Maverick 20
Nyx Dawn 28
That Lakinson Guy 30
Elisabeth Vauge, royal guard of the grand purple couple 27
greatmaul 32
Pyro-Dawn Tyromant - Lord of the Armies of the Desert Sun 26
ghost writer 25
Tori 24
Venice Rain 22
Blood Butterflies 1
Skyril 36
the All Singing All Dancing Bryony Rose
Aficionados 33
Dantea Dredkin, Grand Mange of America and Steampunk
Feisghn ~ Acacia Volt. 23
Chanoro Flashfreeze 31
Gepard Valk - Lord Of The Skies 17
Ayesha 22
Darkane Claw 3
Thalia Jane 7
Lilith Nightshade... 5
lego 2
Jaffa Morbid 35
Octaboona Ambrosius- Paragon of the Purple Horde 16
DogsLikeBones 8
Kalia Mist 13
Rue Nightlocke 9
Vivianna- the Girl With the Demonic Imagination 4
Desswarph Cwash 3
Kallista Pendragon 30
1 Blood Butterflies
2 Lego
3 Darkane Claw
4 Vivianna
5 Lilith Nightshade
6 Alli
7 Thalia Jane
8 DogsLikeBones
9 Rue Nightlocke
10 Mar-chu
11 Lunar Tears
12 Niall
13 Kalia Mist
14 Rachel
15 Octaboona Ambrosius
16 Nyx Willows
17 Gepard Valk
18 Bryony Rose
19 NJ Maverick
20 Natalie Jay
21 Venice rain
22 Ayesha
23 Acacia Volt
24 Tori
25 Ghost Writer
26 Pyro-Dawn Tyromant
27 Elisabeth Vauge
28 Nyx Dawn
29 That Lakinson Guy
30 Kallista Pendragon
31 Chanoro Flashfreeze
32 Greatmaul
33 Dantea Dredkin
34 Florence Black
35 Jaffa Morbid
36 Skyril
The artist, of course, takes a bit of time to get it made, but as soon as it gets out, and I get to it, I'll post it here. :D I'll most likely always use the same artist every time. I would post some examples, but for some reason this comp I'm using won't let me download pics -_-. I'll try again later
Well, I didn't expect my internet to be broken for so long-still is. So I'm going to go ahead and work around it as much as possible and continue with that surprise I was going to do because of your hard work... ages ago. lol
I'm really excited about it! Wanted to do it ages ago, [even more ages] but stuff kept getting in the way! Anyway, stuff's still in the way, but I'm ignoring it. :P
ANYWAY! [Is it just me, or do I say "anyway" a lot?] I'll tell you the details in a minute... FIRST... I have to tell you what the surprise IS!
So ~drumroll~
An artist on deviantart is going to be commissioned to draw your OC!
~dances with confetti~
Details!
Well, we decided the order should be random so I did this very technical process including a styrofoam cup and several scraps of paper. ;D
I'll show the list in a minute, but I wanted to say that I'm not sure if some of you have OC's. One or two off the top of my head are Alli and greatmaul. I'm not sure if you two do or not and maybe a few others. If you could make one or post yours on Lizzy's blog- thespotforbios.blogspot.com [email her to join or ask a member to help] - that would be great, and also, if you have a different name for your character than your username is, if you'd comment and tell me what it is, that would be much appreciated. :D. If I get to you on the list and can't find an OC, I'll skip to the next person till I can get up with you and find out.
By the way,
Here's first the list out of order then I'll make it in order....
the All Singing All Dancing Bryony Rose
Aficionados 33
Feisghn ~ Acacia Volt. 23
1 Blood Butterflies
2 Lego
3 Darkane Claw
4 Vivianna
5 Lilith Nightshade
6 Alli
7 Thalia Jane
8 DogsLikeBones
9 Rue Nightlocke
10 Mar-chu
11 Lunar Tears
12 Niall
13 Kalia Mist
14 Rachel
15 Octaboona Ambrosius
16 Nyx Willows
17 Gepard Valk
18 Bryony Rose
19 NJ Maverick
20 Natalie Jay
21 Venice rain
22 Ayesha
23 Acacia Volt
24 Tori
25 Ghost Writer
26 Pyro-Dawn Tyromant
27 Elisabeth Vauge
28 Nyx Dawn
29 That Lakinson Guy
30 Kallista Pendragon
31 Chanoro Flashfreeze
32 Greatmaul
33 Dantea Dredkin
34 Florence Black
35 Jaffa Morbid
36 Skyril
The artist, of course, takes a bit of time to get it made, but as soon as it gets out, and I get to it, I'll post it here. :D I'll most likely always use the same artist every time. I would post some examples, but for some reason this comp I'm using won't let me download pics -_-. I'll try again later
Anyway! Keep up the hard work! And keep coming here! Talk about problems and idea, encourage others, most of all, write! :]
P.S. Sorry for all the spaces between the first list of names O.o
P.S. Sorry for all the spaces between the first list of names O.o
*cries*
The beginning is the worst. The absolute worst.
THERE ARE SO MANY INSTANCES AND FIRST SCENES THAT I CAN USE, I DON'T KNOW WHICH! WAAAAAAH!
I know everything that's GOING TO happen! Not what's actually HAPPENING!
Help meeeeeeeee...Help meeeeeeeeeee...! I don't want to write what's going to happen later NOW, or else something won't MATCH! Or should I? AAAH!
WARNING: DEMENTED CASE OF SEVERE WRITING CONFUSIA. STAY AT YOUR OWN COST OF VERBAL SANITY.
I'm going to go and stuff my face with chips now, thanks.
THERE ARE SO MANY INSTANCES AND FIRST SCENES THAT I CAN USE, I DON'T KNOW WHICH! WAAAAAAH!
I know everything that's GOING TO happen! Not what's actually HAPPENING!
Help meeeeeeeee...Help meeeeeeeeeee...! I don't want to write what's going to happen later NOW, or else something won't MATCH! Or should I? AAAH!
WARNING: DEMENTED CASE OF SEVERE WRITING CONFUSIA. STAY AT YOUR OWN COST OF VERBAL SANITY.
I'm going to go and stuff my face with chips now, thanks.
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