tired of this week
tired of this week
Episode 9: Dark Sage Episode 11: Sealing, Part 1
This was the last episode I managed to get finished before Camp Nano ended yesterday. I don’t think it went too badly, although maybe the drama at the end isn’t quite as clear as it ought to be. But I made myself cry (briefly) while writing this one! That doesn’t happen often! (so hopefully you cry lots, mwahahaha)
Although all that commentary in the middle… I’m not super sure about it right now. But hey, I can rewrite it later.
Episode 10: The Blizzard
The landscape was white as far as the eye could see, which was not far, as they were in a narrow valley high in the Ilian mountains. They had already been to Edessa, where Fiora and Florina had finally reported to Ilian High Command, and received formal permission to continue flying with the CEC.
Florina had become somewhat distressed after Murgleis had been sealed, worrying over the words Bramimond had said to her. The only place she could really think of to guide them was her home in Pyrene, very close to Edessa, although she said Fiora could lead them there just as well as she could. Continue reading
I did 10,000 words on April 29th. Then I did another 11,000 on the 30th. Then I gave up and cheated because there was no way I was going to write another chapter in ten minutes and I wanted to see what the winner’s certificate was like. : P I feel kind of bad about that now, but anyway this chapter and the next one need quite a bit of editing. I also need to go back and add things like:
– more Farina and Dart in episode 6! (added)
– more clear explanation of the Ending Winter now that I know it exists in episode 4!
And of course, write the final showdown and aftermath. So I’ll still be writing this week, but maybe not in such a crazy way. I can focus on other things, like work and sleeping and hanging out with neglected friends!
Episode 9: Dark Sage
It was October, and they were journeying carefully right into the heart of Etruria. Louise and Klein spent a lot of time with Fiora and Florina, out of range of identification by most people, and Pent stayed close to George and Yens, who were the only other people in the group who were both tall enough that he didn’t stand out, and who didn’t ride a horse like Kent, Andy, and Frank. Bartre and Karla had left them in Jutes again, and the rest of them continued onwards, back across the sea to Etruria and towards their next goal. Continue reading
Stubbornness strikes again! I would like to ‘win’ Camp Nanowrimo so I’m typing as fast as I possibly can while listening to GitS and Astebreed and the usual stuff. I think I can do it! I just have to finish like three more chapters. I got this.
Editing comes later. For now I’m pumping out words. *cranks Destruction of the Core*
Episode 8: Conscience Flying
He had arrived unnanounced at Lord Garlent’s estate on the edge of Ostia City, a short, thin teenager about sixteen years old, with nothing more than the clothes on his back and a letter of introduction in his pocket. He hovered a few hundred feet away from the front gate for more than an hour, trying to work up the nerve to go on, until a guardsman told him to get lost and blushing ferociously, headed for the entrance.
The tall footman looked at the letter of introduction, looked him up and down several times more than was strictly necessary, looked at the letter again, and walked away into the house with nothing more than a curt “wait here” which did nothing to sooth his nerves. Continue reading
Well, I’m pressing on, trying to finish this story by the end of the month. (Looking less and less likely, especially since I took a break two nights ago to play Nazi Zombie Sniper with my bro and co. Also battles are hard with TWO clever people, not just one.) But now Milton’s here! And Renee! Yayness! Now we can kick up the stakes a bit, make this less about “look at all these people you love hanging out!” and more about “omg drama”.
Episode 7: Old School-Fellows
Renee paced the floor in the upper chamber of the tower. “You said you wanted to talk, you jerkface! I thought you meant we’d go down to a pub like in the old days, not drag me all the way out to the Tanquet Pass fortress!”
“So you have been saying the last three days,” the tall armoured man said.
“Where have you even been, the last year? You resigned from Marquess Worde’s service and disappeared!”
“Marquess Worde could offer me nothing. I went back home, to Bern, and then to Khafti on a message from my friend there.” He gestured to the dark-cloaked man standing in the corner of the room. “But I want to know what you know about him.” Continue reading
This chapter was surprisingly hard to write, and there isn’t even any serious fighting in it! D: Anyway, I’m working really hard on creative projects right now, and I’m going to try to get this finished by Saturday, although I don’t know if I’ll make it. But I’m going to cross a WHOLE BUNCH of things off my to-do list by the end of April. I’m at least at the half-way point with Anima’s Seal!
I changed the chapter title because there was very little about Old Schoolfellows in this chapter. I had thought there would be more. But the big reveal is coming next chapter. Mwahahaha.
I have a new vacuum cleaner and it is magical.
EDIT: the wedding didn’t fit in the later chapters so I put it in here. EDIT 2: I fixed Farina and Dart’s entry to not be so blatantly shoe-horned in. : P
Episode 6: The Unflinching
“Demory,” Thornson said, “I would have brought you to Ostia to face Lord Hector’s judgement, not mine. All you had to do was behave honourably and refrain from attacking villages.”
“Cut the crap, Thorn,” Demory snarled. “You and your honourable cowardice – I should have won! Santaruz should have been mine! But then you brought Marquess Pherae’s reinforcements-”
“Marquess Pherae was only here by chance,” Thornson said. “In any case, it matters little what you believe now. You attacked my villages in a quest for wanton destruction, for petty revenge, and that means I consider you too dangerous to deliver to Ostia. May Saint Elimine have mercy on your soul.” He nodded to his captain. “Jocelyn.” Continue reading
You know one thing my brother is good at? Shredding Plantera (and Skeletron Prime and Fishron) with the Megashark shooting Crystal Bullets (although they’ve probably released better gear by now) while wearing the Princess Dress dyed with Flame Dye and the stylish Regal Cloak.
Yes, I know Plantera shows up in jungle, not regular caves, and gets mad if you try to take him outside. Yes, I know it’s highly unlikely that these particular three bosses would show up at the same time (for one thing Skeletron Prime only shows up at night). …But it made for a cool picture.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONSTER
So painting directly from a photo isn’t a terrible experience, although it is time-consuming. I managed to speed up considerably once I discovered that ALT turns the brush into the eyedropper tool… yeah, I know, the most basic of shortcuts. : P And in the end it just looks kind of like I put a filter on a photo. Which my dad took of a bee on the apple tree a couple weeks ago, that this is. Anyhow, thank goodness for the blend tool, it is my favourite. Now if only it worked across layers like the Photoshop smudge tool…
Happy birthday, Mom!
Please note that this is vastly, wildly OOC, because Milton would chop his own arms off before he lets ‘weak peasant-boy’ Ceniro climb on him.