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So in all, while I did get a few things done regarding writing this month, I must ultimately consign it a failure due to the hail of garbage that buried me this month, including family death, illness, double mouth infection, 10 days of work in a row, and impending dentistry.

I'm with :iconslugbox: on this one. #Don'ttalktome2015

Will be back in March.
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: Silence
  • Reading: Nothing. That needs to change.
  • Watching: --
  • Playing: Darkest Dungeon
  • Eating: --
  • Drinking: Water
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(Contains: violence/gore)
It was night in the Forest of Dor as Aspen stood in the bandit’s small clearing. There were three of them, and she assumed that the broad shouldered brute in front of her was the leader with how he towered balding head and shoulders over her. She could see the blood stain on his soul, as easily as she could see his oversized nose. Not that uncommon in a kingdom caught in conflict and unrest, especially out in the wilderness.

Aspen looked down, hiding her smile with the wide brim of her black hat. Yes, the forest was quickly becoming home to all kinds of villains.

“Please sirs,” Aspen began. “I’m an herbalist out gathering materials, and lost my way in the dark. Please, won’t you share your fire with me until the morning? My humble clothes are not enough against this chill.”

The bandit, Bulls, was a blunt man. “Our fire is small and our stomachs are empty. If you want to spend the night, you’ll have to pay.”

“Of course sir. Here, please.” With long practice, Aspen lifted the strap slung over her shoulder without messing up her hat, and held out her bag. She reached up with one pale hand and tugged her hat down further, to hide her evil smile. “After all. Every creature needs to eat.” The shadows of the feeble fire danced weird as Bulls snatched the bag from her hand and threw back the flap.

“Damn it, it’s too dark.”
“Go ahead. Look closer.” Aspen added a little husk to her voice, and cast an eye towards the other two bandits eyed her and snickered to each other, lust and thievery showing in their spirits. She looked back at the leader squinting into the bag, bending down trying to see in the darkness, and whispered.

The simple flap of Aspen’s bag rose snake-like. The bag seemed to stretch, grow darker as the bandit stuck his head inside. By the time he finally figured out something was wrong, the bag chomped down like jaws, and suddenly half his body was caught in the bag. The legs kicked frantically for a moment, expressing desperate panic. Then there was a muffled snap, and the two remaining bandits watched, stunned as Bulls legs and hands hung limp from the bag that now wiggled and chewed on the ground until he was gone like he never was.

For a moment, the only sound was the crackle of the camp fire as the two men tried to come to grips with what just happened. But then the bag rumbled slightly, and quickly belched out a stack of clean bones, and the fear clutched their feeble spirits. For all they shuffled and fell back, they were paralyzed, helpless as children caught in a nightmare as they watched Aspen rummaging through her bag before pulling out Bulls skull and throwing it onto the pile with a look of disgust as she continued to reach far deeper than the bag should have allowed, before producing a thin black candle.
Aspen - Pilot edition
It's late but here it is. This one is special as I have some detailed plans for this one. For now, enjoy the taste.
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Good lord I have problems staying updated on here.

Short version: Been a lot of personal issues in pretty much every sphere that has been dragging me down hard, and it's currently going to get a bit worse before it gets better. That said, I'm tired of moldering away, paralyzed. So, here is pilot month.

Every Friday evening of this month, I will be releasing story pilots in batches of whatever I have on hand, the beginnings of stories or key scenes, no more than 1-2 pages long each, in a broad range of content. Clean, mature, original and fan-based stuff.

I'm doing this because:
1) I have too many ideas, and therefore am borking myself by not doing any of them.
2) Have projects that absolutely require my attention, but my writing feels stiff, my skills rusty. This is a chance to just bang stuff out.
3) Build back good habits that I have lost.
4) Find out what ideas are interesting to all of you.
5) Practice Practice Practice.

The best part is, anyone that is interested in reading things from me can help. If you're someone that wants to read things from me again, then please feel free to bug the hell out of me on this journal every friday like I was the bastard child of Blizzard and Riot ;p.

On a related note, I am looking into having some other site where I can post things outside DA's rules and such, and when I have that, will update here. It has been one of the smaller things that has been keeping me from updating, but still a valid issue.

UPDATE 1: First 2 pilots released. A busy week this week, and I got caught up in Darkest Dungeons, so a little less than desired. Am off next Friday, so next update will not be as late, and will have more days to work on stuff before release time. Will aim for 3 pilots minimum, big goal 1 for every day.

UPDATE 2: This week was unfortunately a very difficult one, including the passing of my grandmother, and I just could not get any work done. Am leaving for an overnight stay, and will return to business next week.

UPDATE 3: Post will be out tonight after I get off from work. Will only be one update as I managed to get an infection in my mouth mired with more work issues. also worth noting, pokemon fusion ideas come much better in visual mediums rather than just writing about them.
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Silence
  • Reading: Nothing. That needs to change.
  • Watching: --
  • Playing: Darkest Dungeon
  • Eating: --
  • Drinking: Water

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So in all, while I did get a few things done regarding writing this month, I must ultimately consign it a failure due to the hail of garbage that buried me this month, including family death, illness, double mouth infection, 10 days of work in a row, and impending dentistry.

I'm with :iconslugbox: on this one. #Don'ttalktome2015

Will be back in March.
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: Silence
  • Reading: Nothing. That needs to change.
  • Watching: --
  • Playing: Darkest Dungeon
  • Eating: --
  • Drinking: Water

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Happy Valentine's day. And Birthday.
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No problem. I hope it was a good one. Both events.
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