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@loopylin

I would like to formally apologize for not keeping you accountable for three months. But I was recently reminded of this because I want to be held accountable too. I have a word count to reach every week. Can we do this again, but like, both of us at the same time?

@loopylin

Remington

“That sounds like a good idea. How about you take him, and I’ll fetch him some water?”

Callum’s head hung low, and Remington took the opportunity to shake him gently so it looked like he was nodding.

@ellette-giselle

I think that’s what I said. XD

Wilhelm

No amount of Wolfgang’s excitement, although it lit every aspect of his face, could explain what a Luger was. Wilhelm hardly understood the term “gun.” He suspected it was the kind of thing you would have to see to understand. The weapon sounded like a small war engine or a bow. Wolfgang’s…[Read more]

@whalekeeper @keilah-h @rae

I vote we do 17 sometime soon because that sounds like it could give Mel a rest, but anything is good with me. Or we could combine them.

Mel

Mel sniffled a bit, staring at the ground in embarrassment. She shuffled her feet and then looked up at Lucy again, about to say something else, when she suddenly stopped. She…[Read more]

@elishavet-pidyon

Wilhelm is?! What about wolf? lololol

Wolfgang 

His eyes widened. “A Luger is THEE German gun! it’s a recoil-operated semi-automatic pistol. My Papa has one but I’ve never been able to get my hands on it. He’s going to give me one though. He said so.”

@ellette-giselle

Yay!

Wolfgang is a walking facepalm.

Wilhelm

“Really? What’s a Luger? One of your guns?” He waved his hands vaguely. He had a distinctive mistrust of Wolfgang’s skill with the weapon. Something about his repeated lack of practice was unnerving. It made the shiver from earlier return, only to settle into flutters in his stomach.

@rae

Ooo! I like it!

But don’t slick his hair back. It dpesn’t fit him. lol.

I still LOVE that one that you did for the mockup cover, and all my favorites are the older Baron drawings when you first started using the markers and he still had that almost whispy or windy look.

But these are still good!

@koshka

*nods*

Very dangerouse

We should do it. XD

@elishavet-pidyon

haha, I’m back!

Wolfgang 

The moment of soberness passed. “I can fight with more than the sword! Hand to hand combat, and guns! I can fight with guns! I could if I had one. I would use a Luger. I can shoot Lugers you know. I just need to…[Read more]

@beth-torres

lolololol

@grcr

SO COOL!

I did mugs for some of my books, but with quotes and silhouette art. I should try actual drawings like that!

@whalekeeper

the best!

@loopylin @keilah-h @rae

More labyrinth memes to pass your time

I love O Brother Where Art Thou

@loopylin @keilah-h @rae

Lucille

“That’s okay. Those are natural bodily secretions,” Lucy murmured. She looked down at her admittedly already dirty shirt, and wiped it off with her own handkerchief.

@loopylin

Thank you for the useful ideas. I like 1, 2, 8, and 9 especially. We can also use the need for food as a motive to get stuck in these situations.

It’s funny that Rallascant is his own separate option

I have generated more ideas to add to your list:

1. Hall of mirrors challenge where the characters have to navigate their way past m…[Read more]

For funsies and to keep the lore consistent

Rallascant

“…I’ll try to help as I can.”

Rallascant’s rabbit ears perked up as he heard the cursed word. Technically, he was there already. Summoned. He was under no obligation to actually show himself. He sniffed at the air and then dug up another dandelion root to nibble on. He watched things unf…[Read more]

Not that we need this at the moment, but here’s some possible future conflict ideas because I’m in a brainstormy mood.

1. The group finds Mel’s door back home and they realize it won’t help anyone else get home except her (Mel and Lucy still think they’re from the same world)
2. The group finds the giant’s garden
3. The basilisk goes hunting again

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@whalekeeper @rae @keilah-h

Mel
Mel stopped trying to hold it in and cried quietly into Lucy’s shoulder. She couldn’t tell if the grown-ups had obeyed Lucy’s command to close their eyes, but she felt comforted by the idea. Lucy squeezed a bit tighter. This was better than stinky crow feathers.
After a couple minutes which felt much longer, her…[Read more]