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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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From the Book of Rhymes:
Spell of Strength: "Ashla, grant me the strength of the Rancor; show me I can be strong without anger."
Sonic/Light Spell: "When my enemies threaten, Ashla, let your glare deafen…"
Spell of Sonic Flames: "Let my enemies waste their breath; Ashla, hide me from the...
The stab wound was deep, Cedwyn grunt in a small amount of pain. Wasn't the worst stab wound he had suffered from, nor a super dangerous one. He had lucked out that the target missed their intended target, he was also pissed that he was not forewarned that his target was a skilled fighter. He...
Cedwyn woke up somewhere strange, he looked around and sighed deeply. It had been another heavy night of drinking. His memory from the previous night was hazy to say the least. There were glimpses of partying and ordering drinks for a group of people. He was stuck between jobs and there was...
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Aelin’s eyes were not full of anger as she gazed upon the face of her elder sister, but love, perhaps foolish. It was out of that same love that she'd found the strength to rise after all they had lost as children. Where she found the courage to not lay down and die, but...
On the road to the North.
The camp had been devastated. Aelin attacked. Hundreds of lives lost. The smell of death still lingered, as they marched the way to North. It had been decided by the Alphas that they needed to head North, they needed to find a new place before the humans came back in...
Soundtrack: Redecorate
It started like it always does.
Boyish eyes full of luster and life, hands unmarred by time and war, and a heart unbroken by inconceivable pain. Airspeeders flew in unrealistic patterns overhead as he played in the park, running freely through the bright-green grass...
“THERE IS LITTLE GLORY FOR US. WHILE THE WOLFPACK WERE DECORATED DEFYING ORDERS, WE WERE IN THE TRENCHES, ENSURING THE ALLIANCE FRONT HELD. WHEN OUR BROTHERS WERE MASSACRED IN THE FIELD, THERE WERE NO GRAND FUNERALS IN THEIR HONOR. WE ARE THE BOOTS ON THE GROUND. WE ARE THE CERTAINTY. WE ARE THE...
TREACHEROUS WATERS
[ Sometime following Wolven Storm: Unbound... ]
"I can't figure her out."
Things were not going as smoothly as he was used to when rehabilitating other wolves, the progress of getting Aelin to change and become accustomed to her wolf was slow: one step forward, two...
JOHN WICK VERSUS JOHN PRESTON
JOHN WICK JOHN PRESTON
BADASS ************* BADASS
MULTIPLE FILMS...
GALACTIC ALLIANCE DEFENSE FORCES
HOW-TO START
If you’re reading this, you’ve decided you want to write an army grunt. Magic and lightsabers aren’t for you. Instead you want your rifle, your water canteen and to be pointed at the nearest hill to take.
Fair enough! Below is a bulleted list. Go...
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INITIALIZING...
[INITIALIZATION AND ARCHIVE RETRIEVAL COMPLETE.]
FORMOS CAMPAIGN RECORD 04: LESSONS AND ORDERS
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Formos
2:00 PM
[ERROR] / [ERROR] / 878 ABY
"Your stance is too contained, widen your feet or else you'll fold...
THE HARROWING
[ Some days after All Men Must Die, But We Are Not Men... ]
Børre watched as she slipped from her seat and sank to the floor, shaking, sobbing, begging, their discussion of the issue of her father - a wolf far beyond the point of no return - tumbling to its despondent and...
THE FEAR
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There was blood on him. And for the most part, it wasn’t his. He swallowed the painful, helpless, enraging fact that her assailant’s hatred-fulled fixation might have been the only thing that enabled him to intercede at the moment the foul blade had carved into...
THE PAIN
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“It hurts so much…” Aelin gasped, shaking fingers motioning towards the horrifying red gash spread open across a large portion of her chest, carved with the accuracy and skill of a practiced butcher; blood soaked into her shirt and pooled, coagulating around...
Three Weeks After Hapan Ball
Aiden....
Aiden....
Aiden....
The voice pierced through his mind, disguising itself almost as a snowflake falling from the skies. Once it reached its location it revealed its true nature and it did as it was intended. It awoke the Jedi Padawan with a start. He...
Kevin Conroy: Dies
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I have disabled ratings, as no emote could convey the sadness of this.
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The brainchild of famed Alliance pilot...
2 weeks after the construction of Medelwr and Heddwch
Brynjar was coated in a thin layer of sweat. His body was glistening and he was hard at work chopping firewood and construction pillars. The renovations to his ancestral home were slow going. Clan Threist moved from the halls centuries ago...
The Primordial Force
Nature is the basis of all life, of all death, of all change. Change which is expressed through evolution, through progression and development. This process is undeniable and unstoppable - no sentient should try to resist it.
But sentient life does not mean intelligent...
Location: Unknown
Soundtrack: Dead Cells
Cold sweat beaded on Tarus’ forehead, loosening the dried blood on his skin. He gave a hopeful yank against the chains that bound him to the dungeon walls, but just like every time before, they remained unbroken.
The piercing silence was marred only...