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A rant by some random autistic guyYou could try asking chat gpt for ideas on what your character might do next. For me that seems like a nice way to use AI just to brainstorm... -
A rant by some random autistic guyDon't overthink. The only reaction that matters is the reaction from the people you're writing with. Maybe reach out and ask if there's more you... -
A rant by some random autistic guyIt can help to find a structure for your post which you follow, develop, overhaul and continue building to suit your specific brain and muse wave... -
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Let word be carried to the courts, councils, orders and free companies of the galaxy that Vandemar shall receive guests beneath the banners of the Hegemony.
Envoys, nobles, merchants, scholars, warriors and travellers of good purpose are invited to attend a gathering of court, where the people...
ok ima just be honest since i gotta get this shit outta my brain
expect typos because i type to fast sorry
I feel like i haven't been doing as good as i should when it comes to writing. i know i've only been around for a few months. i know that before this i've never written before and never...
ROYAL DECREE OF HIS MAGNIFICENT MAJESTY
KING AURELIAN VERUNA II
Sovereign of Naboo, Defender of Civilization, Guardian of Good Taste, and Living Standard Against Which All Lesser Rulers Are Judged
Let it be known throughout Naboo, the Republic, and any civilized system fortunate enough to...
The Galactic Shortage will begin 8 - 15 - 2026
Leading up to this event, Galactic Merchants are no longer accepting credits as the first in character storyline.
If you'd like to participate heading into this event please make sure you acknowledge this in character even if briefly.
“I found it! I found the new frequency!” A voice called out to the small gathering in the basement.
Heads raised up and looked to a rushing human, who placed a holovid projector on the table. “Brilliant, let’s see this message again!” A voice muttered in excited whisper, as if raising their...
THE ARKANIAN'S SOFA
The far end of the room stuttered to life with holographic images flickering as footage rewound itself.
"Alor Carduul. You ever play shockball as a young pup? Boxing? Any o' that?"
The Arkanian stood in the middle of the room with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and the...
Featuring Velda Nar-Donna
༺═───⋆༻ ⚜ BRANDYN ⚜ ༺⋆───═༻
Sleep had not come easily ever since Gianna had been taken. If he were honest, it had been before then. But in hindsight it was easier to blame his crumbling psyche entirely on her loss. It was easier than admitting that his marriage was...
S T O R Y F I R E
Part I
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Nights on Kestri were always bitterly cold. Snug against the merrily crackling hearthfire, however, one almost forgot the chill. The blaze and warmth of the blaze, the chatter of friends and kin, all united by their Mandalorian heritage and creed, drowned out the...
"Cintra, darling? You're still awake?" It was the voice of the noblewoman's father, Carlyle Thane, calling to her from the darkened chamber behind her. He wore a kind expression that was laced with worry, and in his hand was a pair of teacups. "I can't sleep either," he said before she could...
As the sun beat down upon the balcony outside her quarters, Ala did not feel its heat. She was cold. Her very core shook from the reality of the recurring vision. It was not a dream. No. It was a waking vision, even at times when she was not meditating. It just took her away. Thankfully, so far...
The heavy blast doors hissed shut behind Deputy-Director Rackham as he stepped into the vaulted, dimly lit office within the fortified military headquarters on Cholganna. At the center of the room stood Supreme Commander Marlon Sularen of the Final Dawn, his silhouette framed by the stark blue...
POST 902 ABY: THE RED CORONATION
Every holo-screen across the Hapan Consortium flickered into static and died. Tracing arrays spun in useless loops as an unauthorized feed hijacked the broadcast network. When the picture cleared, thick silver veils draped the back of the room, the surrounding...
