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[MAY 2019] Earth / Re: [May 2019] - EARTH - Discussion Thread
« on: May 08, 2019, 11:34:19 AM »
Yep, I wasn't sure I could do non-human erotica. Although now i think about it...

I also finished my  first draft WIP, and am half way though first-pass editing. Ohh and I did a winning camp na-no. So I've been writing. I Just didn't have extra brain capacity to devote to a decent short story :)





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[MAY 2019] Earth / Re: [May 2019] - EARTH - Discussion Thread
« on: May 08, 2019, 09:24:08 AM »
I’m back- and it looks like it’s a topic right up my trunk and my leaves are rustling with excitement. I’m still not sure it will be human based- but I think that’s almost a given with me now 🤣

I’m in an editing swamp right now and trying to struggle through a first full pass but I will definitely make time for this topic. 

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I was 3/4 done with a Puss in boots reversal. But an emergency tooth extraction last week has had me rocking quietly in a corner popping multiple painkillers between work, so it never got finished. I’m impressed I managed the normal day job. Turns out my liver is a bit too effective at breaking down painkillers and my root was a bit deep. 😂.

I’ll look forward to reading the entries that made it to voting!

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Voting Thread
« on: February 10, 2019, 03:05:33 PM »
Voted,
One really awesome one that caught me. Awesome stories guys! Thanks for the read. 

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Discussion Thread
« on: February 10, 2019, 02:53:34 PM »
Apology to readers of mine!!!

It’s my own fault for not checking the pasted version. I checked and double grammar checked my file, before I pasted it in. It appears that the forum has done a weird formatting thing and replaced new lines/paragraphs with question marks, twice. It doesn’t look like that in any other version I saved.

That will teach me to check it after posting in future!!  I wanted to avoid tinkering with it.

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That’s awesome...
I mean if I took out the lists of names in each chapter, i’d Be down to 1500 words anyway😂.

But can I get an Ent in this month? That is the real challenge!

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The old- less Disney versions of fairy tales are definitely calling me.
I fancied twisting a Mabinogion tale- but it may be too obscure for some.

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Submission Thread
« on: January 29, 2019, 09:37:26 AM »
The Teller's Last Tale.

1494 words.

Spoiler for Hiden:
The darkness engulfed Skitter sending a shiver of apprehension through his spine. He straightened his front legs and raised his eyes skyward. From horizon to horizon, spacecraft filled the sky, and overhead was the biggest spaceship he had ever seen. The normally yellow light of the Selninic Sun passing through the rich sulphur atmosphere was invisible to him. The world was dimmed and his beautiful land’s glorious colours were no longer shining. He opened his mandibles and took a deep breath of the heavy, richness that filled his thorax with the taste of freshness and freedom.

A clacking sound approached from behind, and without turning, Skitter knew it would be Skuttle, his 7 legs sounding out his own personal rhythm. “The warnings were true after all”

Skitter relaxed his forelimbs and turned to his friend, his own legs dancing in perfect timing as he pivoted on the spot. “It seems so, the Aracnae on Sorus did try to warn the Council here.”

“You could warn that old spinnerbutt as many times as you want- he still thinks he is invincible,” sighed Skuttle.

Skitter spun around, “Don’t talk like that! You know to criticise is punishable by death.”

“And we have so much time left to live?” Skuttle gestured towards the huge ship and its companions. “Should we get help? Inform the council?”

Skitter sighed, “If they are as blind to a huge mother-ship, as their own follies, we are in trouble” He looked around, from out of other tunnels in the surface Aracnae crawled, their many eyes wide with fear. He looked up again. If the content of the final message from Sorus was true, then death and destruction were imminent.

Moments passed and the two friends continued to look above them, but still nothing happened, the ships hung in the sky, ominously waiting.
?Strange markings adorned the length of the ship. A line of swirls and squiggles, it must be a language of sorts, but not one of his experience. As he continued to watch, he finally heard the alarm sound from the tower mound. Around him curiosity turned to panic. Aracnae fleeing back down their holes in all directions.

“Will you leave?” Skuttle asked? “After all, it’s no good being a teller of tales if you have no audience!”

Skitter shook his many-eyed head. “And if any survive, who will tell them of the day we beat the visitors away?”

“Then I wish you luck - but please, at least watch from somewhere safer, or we’ll have no tale. Wether we are winners or losers,”

“I’ll head for the outcrop cave,” Skitter said - gesturing at the tall tower of rocks behind them.

Aracnea scattered at speed around him as he walked. He didn’t glance back, and he didn’t look up. Calm and fast. That was always his way. After all you can’t notice details if you panic. Skitter clambered over the uneven rocks. As he reached the cave he realised that although it would be possible to make the climb, it would much be faster to haul himself up.
Skitter turned around and raising the back of his abdomen skyward, he shot a jet of silk from his spinnerets. It stuck to the cave roof and using it as a rope, he hauled his bulk up. Safely hidden away from view he took in the landscape with hungry eyes. From up here some of the light was still filtering through illuminating the blue trees, yellow sky and hundreds of holes that represented his home colony.

One of his eyes caught a motion above, and he flicked his full attention skyward. The smaller craft were moving around the big one, like spiderlings just hatched from their egg sac. A few ships detached from the rest and descended.

Two of them landed in the colony’s centre. From here, the warning threads were invisible, but he knew they must have been triggered. Moments later, the trapdoor opened and released the guardians. The huge Aracnae approached the spacecrafts in attack formation, three abreast and three deep. Their front legs brandishing the sharp pincers of the warrior class. In the middle of each block the spinners walked, protected on all sides. As soon as they were in range, the spinners jetted out nets of threads at the space crafts. The threads wrapped the small ships from all sides. He sighed in relief, that would be two crafts less to cause a problem.

Except- the crafts opened at the sides, and a shiny object protruded out, almost like a single pincer. In a single downward motion, it cut the threads and freed its door.

Skitter’s mandibles were now audibly clacking with fear. Their strongest spinners would not be battle changers after all. The door dropped open becoming a ramp and strange creatures with shiny faces descended the ramp. They were tall and thin like sticks. From the bulbous heads pipe-like appendages snaked towards tanks on their backs. They continued down the ramp and as they turned Skitter gasped in shock. Only two legs? How did they balance their strange bodies like that?

 His two hearts surged in hope- surely this would make them easy prey. They would topple like sticks in a windstorm against the Guardian Aracnae. A phalanx approached again, three by three their spinnerets reversing, shooting strands of silk at the creature. It ignored them, the silk sliding down its skin like the tingling rain that fell here.

The creatures gestured to each other and as they pointed upward, he saw a door slide open across the width of the huge mother-ship and thousands of parcels floated down.? The Guardians tried to engage with one. They slashed at it with their forelegs, it burst open, and nothing appeared to come out. From his vantage, he saw them reel back in shock. ?The mother-ship shot at the descending parcels, and the atmosphere around the ship became paler, somehow less yellow.

A beam of light that followed the packages descent hypnotised Skitter. Projected from the widest part of the ship, it stretched even wider by the time the light reached the ground. The beam oscillated forward and backwards slowly. Where it passed, the atmosphere changed. It was less yellow, and there was a gentle, falling fog. As it passed over the phalanx of Guardians, they stopped moving and legs folding under them, they sank to the floor. Their motions slowed second by second until they simply stopped moving.

 The creatures were now running into their ships, from inside each a machine emerged with one of them inside. A huge claw on the front dug into the ground. Other creatures descending the ramps followed the machines carrying plants, with green leaves! Every Aracnae knew green leaved plants didn’t survive here, any mutations always died.

He watched more digging vehicles, more strange green plants, and the ever oscillating light. Morbid fascination kept him pinned to the spot. Squinting into the distance he thought he glimpsed another flash of light far away. A regular flash maybe caused by another huge ship doing the same thing.

 As his front legs buckled and his head hit the floor, he recognised the feeling. Skitter laid his back legs down, legs curled beneath his abdomen without being aware of his own motion. He was sleepy and there was a strange absence of smell in his breath. Light headed, he bubbled extra fluid out to absorb as much sulphur as possible. Deep down though, he already knew it would be too late. The planet was going to die. These creatures were terraforming his world in front of his eyes. The light beam had not been what killed the Guardians below, but the substances it was creating certainly had.

 As he slipped into unconsciousness, memories of his previous encounter with the toxin bubbled to the surface of his mind. The cold, dark, deep caverns of Trin. He had been the teller assigned to the expedition collecting the white stone. Days of traversing the caverns, until they had stumbled onto a high shelf over a deep cave. The yellow glow of the sulphur below, illuminated by their lamps. The flare of fire and the dehabilitating weakness of his limbs that gas caused had stayed with him to this day. One of the bravest amongst them had tried to collect a sealed sample. Even as his own mind dimmed, Skitter he recalled the flash and scent of burning limbs. The lamp had transformed from a gentle, blue light to an enormous, bright yellow, engulfing beacon of warning in moments. The scientists on the council had wanted to see if they could use the stone to create a weapon. allowing them to create the fatal gasses that had filled the cave on demand. After several more burnt up colleagues and a mass suffocation event, they had deemed it too dangerous to use, with an agreement signed and outlawed by all Aracnae nations.

The invading aliens were killing them all. With Air.

 

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Voted, though it was a hard choice- I really liked four, all very different.

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Discussion Thread
« on: January 28, 2019, 08:22:50 PM »
I think i’m Done. I think i’m going to sleep on it and re-read one last time in the morning before I post it. 

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Writers' Corner / Re: Your World Maps. How do you go about it?
« on: January 22, 2019, 10:12:28 PM »
I have a few pages of maps. i need them to keep my distances and times consistent.  I added terrain to allow me to adjust for pace in difficult areas. I also have water-averse characters so there needs to be a map of rivers etc to allow me to work out where they can and can't go.
 

As for how I made them...

 I emptied a bag of rice with my eyes closed on a huge sheet of paper,  put a couple of rough features in that I needed, then drew around the outline of the heap of rice :) my coastlines are gorgeous!

Once my seas/ continents were in place I located the main towns features and points of interest.  Some of which, my characters have not been to yet.

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Writers' Corner / Re: How much did you write today?
« on: January 22, 2019, 10:03:48 PM »
After a slow couple of months, I managed 500 for Air and 900 on my main project. Its a bit waffly, but the first day back after a pause always sees to be for me, while I try to find my way again. it feels much harder to write now I have constrained it to a route for the last part of the book rather than letting the characters play freely, and one is so far behind because they have to do their big switch in role to develop into my antagonist. I suppose I am worried about trying to keep the reader on their side for as long as possible before it becomes obvious and its slowing me hugely.

I also opened a new scrivener project for my little Selkie from November, as I feel she deserves more time at some point.

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Discussion Thread
« on: January 22, 2019, 09:43:30 PM »
i'm finally underway. i think i am going to be a bit of a pushing it late entry this month. 500 words in and it appears i have space spiders.....
 yup you read that right.  ;D

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[JAN 2019] Air / Re: [Jan 2019] - AIR - Discussion Thread
« on: January 10, 2019, 07:17:19 PM »
I have an idea :-) just need to work the kinks out of it.  I think it may be slightly more sci-fi than fantasy at the moment. But working on that!

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Fantasy Book & Author Discussion / Re: Favorite Fantasy Archer
« on: January 09, 2019, 12:16:45 PM »
Damn he is amazing!!! He’s using a short bow a bit like a horse bow in a lot of those isn’t he?  Not sure you could do all that stuff with a Yew longbow!  So clearly bow design as well as skill has to be considered. Though the shooting left is interesting.

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