Hannah

What do you guys think of ‘Children of Memory’ or ‘Generations of Remembrance’? Nothing’s final— I’m still working, but I want your opinion.

Haha!

Arianwen: *follows with hand on hilt of hidden knife*

Hahaha! My siblings are tough ones. They found literally every jump-rope in the house and wrapped them all ’round and around me until I looked like some sort of… mummy or something. It took me about seven minutes to wriggle free. I’m afraid I fail as Samson. 😉

Yes! I may have to write that someday… notice I’m pointedly vague about when ‘someday’ will happen. 😛
The story could have a co-MC in an aspiring police inspector whose assignment it is to find this terrifying hobby monster and bring him to justice.

Yes! Definitely. I love the logo. 😀

Quinn: We’re all in about the same place, Lady Anna. Thankfully, it seems we’re all fairly proficient with them.
*nods* Right, we stick close together and try to make as ambiguous conversation as we can until we find out what sort of man he is.

*chokes* The hobby monster… XD I love it!
Yes… This should totally be a thing. And there are so many hobbies we can work with here.

You know you’re a writer when you let your little siblings tie you hand and foot to a dining chair ‘just so you can know what it feels like’.

Seriously. Do this. 😀

I just had this incredibly random thought I had to share.

What if we have a protagonist with a tragic background that has made him distrustful of people, so he turns to things for companionship— specifically, art. What if we have a shy, tragic art collector whose mission it is to go around saving great pieces of art from those who don’t value…[Read more]

Anna: “I don’t prefer any thought of dying, but we don’t actually know if anyone is in the house. If someone is, it’s as likely to be a monster as a person in this place, but if we’re going to look, let’s get it over with. And please keep your weapons ready.” *looks over shoulder as she starts for house* “I just have a dagger.”

Arianwen: *furrows brow in troubled frown* “And risk his wrath?” *glances at Quinn uncertainly* “If such is your wish, my lord. But I have only my knife remaining to me— how if he should attack us? And what of the legions of thralls my Lord Rameaux suspects him to command? If he is an enemy, we might as well walk into a wolf-lair armed only with…[Read more]

Quinn: I say we approach him. We could use someone who actually knows this area.

🙂

I think a good thing to use as a driving force for a messed up protagonist would be peer pressure. Yeah, okay— preach, Kate, but really. You guys think peer pressure only exists today? No— people were still people back then, you know. 😛

Imagine a count or countess succumbing to peer pressure— all their influence would be thrown into…[Read more]

Arianwen: *sets mouth grimly* “A sorcerer? I have heard of these men of power. They are wholly and utterly evil. I have no strength against them— they have long disappeared out of my land, and are now only an evil rumor of memory. Have we stepped into the past?”

Arianwen: *blinks in confusion* “What?”

Arianwen scrambles over edge of bank and comes to sudden halt, staring through the last remnants of the thorn thicket into a rocky valley sloping sharply down into the land at her feet. At the far end of the valley is a 1600’s mansion, fenced in with barbed wire and concrete. A road leads through the valley and to the house, then past the house…[Read more]

Anna: “And keep your ears open for a spring or something; I’m getting desperately thirsty.” *looks up at looming mountain as the whole party starts forward along the swamp edge.*

That’s a good theory. Quite sound, actually. Did you have any thoughts to elaborate on that, @Daeus?