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[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Voting Thread
« on: February 01, 2017, 02:10:39 PM »
GZ @Jmack !

I voted for @The Gem Cutter @Anonymous @TOMunro @Rukaio_Alter
I even got two votes. Yay

[FEB 2017] Fanfic / Re: [Feb 2017] - Fanfic - Discussion Thread
« on: February 01, 2017, 12:10:58 PM »
Fanfic.. Not really up my street as I usually don't like to think of other peoples characters.
I have some issues finding the boundaries here.

Let's say I wanna write a LOTR / TWOT crossover, can I write a story where Frodo is just setting out and Rand Al'Thor comes walking from a Tel'aran'rhiod dream and decides to help Frodo? He makes a gateway into the pit, frodo drops the ring, end. Theoretically speaking that would be allowed?

Is it allowed to use characters from fantasy games? Let's say the Warcraft characters?

[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Voting Thread
« on: January 12, 2017, 12:25:27 PM »
Read and voted, helped by fact it was 34C yesterday and 31C so far today and I do not want to do anything but read.

-12c here :(

Would love anything above freezing temperature.

[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Discussion Thread
« on: January 11, 2017, 03:39:01 PM »
Is there gonna be a critique thread? Or is that after voting?

[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Voting Thread
« on: January 11, 2017, 03:38:05 PM »
First time submission and voting!

Enjoyed all of the submissions!
Thanks guys for the great reads!

Writers' Corner / Re: LARP in literature
« on: December 22, 2016, 08:37:36 AM »
Lordoftheword shows what I mean..

Again, Larp is reflected to be done my nerds..
Not always true imo

I'm not that interested yet, but want to see how Games such as CSGO will develop.
I think that would actually be a great experience, but also annoying

Fantasy Art / Fan Art / Re: My Own Book Cover
« on: December 21, 2016, 02:48:34 PM »
I kind of like it though.
Never like Elder Scrolls games, so I don't have that impression. Compared so some others of yours its kind of bland though

Fantasy Book & Author Discussion / Re: Raids in Fantasy (or other genres)
« on: December 19, 2016, 02:00:09 PM »
I loved reading about the raid of Tar Valon in TWOT.

Writers' Corner / Re: LARP in literature
« on: December 19, 2016, 01:58:41 PM »
I think it'll be quite hard to not fall into the stereotypes that all these movies also went into..

[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Discussion Thread
« on: December 16, 2016, 02:59:39 PM »
Never even thought of writing about dragons. Decided to write it from the Dragons POV in first person, which is my second try. Thoroughly enjoyed the challenge and to read all the submitted stories so far. I feel so, uncreative compared to many of the other stories!

I wanna read more dragons now!

[DEC 2016] Dragons / Re: [DEC 2016] - Dragons! - Submission Thread
« on: December 16, 2016, 02:57:11 PM »
My first submission ever and my second ever story in 1st person.
I really enjoyed coming up with the story and writing it. Though I have thought of submitting a story before, I always felt it wasn't good enough. I'm just gonna chip in this time and see how people like it.


Hunt (1499 words)

Spoiler for Hiden:
Hunger. My stomach rumbled. A jolt of pain ran down my body and rudely interrupted that blissful state between sleep and consciousness. It left me no choice, so I opened my eyes and slowly stretched myself in my warm nest. I enjoyed that satisfying, rustling sound of membrane slowly peeling from one another as my wings unfolded. I flapped a few times and the cave turned into a churning torrent of dust and small stones. Satisfied, I nodded to myself and set out towards the exit of my lair. I sniffed and puffed to ignite the fire in my chest into a smoldering core of fire, scorching cobwebs and spiders wherever tongues of flame flicked from my nostrils. Pitiable little predators, I mused as I approached the exit, then stopped to a halt.

The air that drifted down the exit was peculiar, stale with a hint of ashes and dust. The last time I hunted, the smell drifted on the wind. Now, it flooded to my nostrils and filled my lungs. Two-legs for sure. The same smell hung around their pathetic clusters of wood en and stone shells they thought protected them. The two-legs must have built clusters close to my lair for this smell to be so dominant. I released the wards that protected my lair and stepped out into the night.

The lush valley I wished good night so many times was filled with stars. White stars and green stars and red stars and blinking stars and moving stars. I couldn't help but feel despair blend with the pain in my stomach. It was expected and we had taken measures, to be influenced or bothered by the two-legs. Our deep, long sleep was part of the plan to avoid their dominance. I planned it carefully, the degeneration of their kind took longer than expected. Going back to sleep was out of the question till I had eaten. I roared my frustration and it reverberated among the mountains and across the valley. I would search beyond the stars for tastier prey than these blasted two-legs. I took off.

How I loved to fly, loved how streams of wind caressed the skin under my scales, how air stretched the membranes of my wings and how my tail directed my course. I roared again, this time of pleasure, then released a jet of flame in front of me to warm my scales as I soared through the air. There was no better feeling than the wind stroking my body after a long, deep sleep. Second after eating, I admitted. I left the lee from the mountains and noticed a hum in the air. A pulsating hum that though I didn't quite hear nor see, was surely there. The smell of dust and ash was more dominant here, but I meant to pass over the valley, into the woods beyond. Far away from the two-legs.

I crested the mountain into the next valley. This valley was filled with a myriad of stars. Before I could do anything but gape at the vast sea of stars that stretched out in all directions, I felt something approaching me through the air. I spun around to check and spotted three dark figures flying through the sky. How they stayed airborne puzzled me, their wings didn't budge and their tails seemed solid. Three small figures detached off those static wings, then sped in my direction with a trail of fire. Instinctively, I knew not to let those hit me. I sped towards the incoming projectiles with three strokes of my wings. I folded them when the projectiles closed in on me, slapped my tail upwards to start a spinning dive. I could feel the projectiles trail of fire warm my scales as the barely hissed by. My tail however, knocked the third one from above and redirected it to the starlit ground.  I growled at the three birds that split up in three directions and unfolded my wings to stabilize my flight. One of the three birds flew straight at me and spat small hard balls that ricocheted off my scales.

Before I could close in on the bird, it seemed to realize its efforts were useless and it dove to the side without using its wings. I swatted my tail to chase and peel its skin off from behind but at that moment the misdirected projectile crashed into the ground in a ball of fire and a blast of hot air stretched the membrane of my wings. The torrent of hot-air carried me upwards, then dissipated beneath my wings and I twisted around into a forced dive. I spread my wings to full extend, slowing down my descent. In the meanwhile, the bird that I wanted to tear apart, was engaged in a similar drop. I smiled in myself, the birds had already shown to be sluggish compared to myself, so I retracted my wings against my body and used my tail to alter my course. The air howled around me as I sped up towards the bird that now spiraled down.

As I plummeted towards the spiraling bird, it opened its beak at the front and spat out a black shape. The black, dark shape shot upwards towards the sky and I snapped at it as it flew past me. A pale, red-faced two-legs stared at me as he flashed by me. I came closer and closer to the ground, but didn't manage to close in fast enough. The motionless, spiraling bird crashed into the ground, the air shook again, but less heavy. its corpse was engulfed in flames. Again these two-legs! I looked up to see the Two-legged-vermin hanging from a white plume that hung higher into the air. Even from far off, I could see the white of its eyes and its chest heaved heavily as it stared at me. It seemed to tear its frightened gaze from me and made wide, weird movement with its limbs at something to my left, then to my right. I let him float across the sky and checked for the birds that peeled of the one that was now burning on the ground.

Both of the birds circled around me, subtly increasing the distance. Then realization struck me, and it struck hard. The two-legs motioning at the two birds and them taking more distance. The two-legs and the birds were conspiring against me! Battle-rage took over and obscured my vision. Before I knew what happened, I roared a challenge and set course for the slowly descending two-legs. They would die for their insolence, die for challenging the terror of the sky, they would remember me and next time, they would shake and quiver in their useless husks of stone and wood. I snapped up the pitiable two-legs and iron tasting blood filled my mouth. The rumbling in my stomach flared up.

Distracted by hunger, something knocked the breath out of my lungs in a deafening explosion. Something ripped and patches of skin was exposed to fresh air as scales were torn from my flank. The pain, the smell and taste of blood and hunger fed my rage and I roared another challenge at them. My flank flared up in pain as I heaved myself upwards with full strokes of my wings. I pretended to flee by toppling forward in a deep curve, beating my wings in a quick, irregular pace. It worked and the birds quickly followed me on my tail. I felt something approaching rapidly from behind and spiraled downwards. A blazing projectile hissed by and I smiled as I spotted the birds close behind me. Too close. I took a deep draft of breath, closed my second eyelid and spun around, a blazing stream of flames from my maw. As expected, both birds turned on their sides to move away from the inferno in front of them. I was more agile than the birds, and I spiraled along with one of the birds, relentlessly releasing jets of flames on the bird. I lashed out with my tail and hit something hard and got knocked off-course. The bird however spun around and lost height fast. I stabilized myself, then plunged after the falling bird and snapped up the two-legs that jumped out of the birds beak

The metallic taste of blood was satisfying and my belly flared up again, I spun to face the last bird and was disappointed to see it fly away at high speed. I didn't expect the two-legs to wait for its inevitable death. Nor did I care for the chase. Instead, I searched for the biggest star on the ground.

I landed on the edge of a big, round construction with an open roof. Inside, row after row after row of two-legs were sitting around the edges of a green field. All of them were focused on the center-field. My stomach rumbled again when I inhaled deeply to release the biggest jet of flame that I could muster.

Writers' Corner / Re: LARP in literature
« on: December 16, 2016, 12:17:53 PM »
But what Is LARP different than a fantasy story played out?
How will LARP affect any story? You gonna have them fight with syrofoam weapons?

I've known quite a few LARPS with a great plot, writing those into a novel might be nice, but it will just be fantasy in the end.

Writers' Corner / Re: LitRPG
« on: December 16, 2016, 12:16:15 PM »
I'm sometimes on RRL and 90% of the books are this genre.
I'm a bit ambivalent about it.. The idea is cool, but due to the overload and many low quality stories there, I am already a little repulsed by it.

General Discussion / Re: What is your Greatest Personal Triumph?
« on: December 15, 2016, 01:05:16 PM »
I was raised with the idea that I did not deserve respect, love or any kind of success in my life. Not gonna go and initiate a sob story. I was constantly sabotaging my own life but after 26 years, I finally learned how to love, respect and develop myself such as other people do.

I finally shed that idea of being unworthy and unvalued.
I realize now how easy going I actually am, how easy I make friends and how  being myself is actually the best me.

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