FIREQUACKER

again thank you for praying (and asking), means a lot !! <3

@hybridlore

Whoops, I didn’t get notified… a bit late. 😅

Yes, she’s doing okay! Out of the hospital and going about fairly normally now. Half of her face is still paralyzed, but she’s fine otherwise. Bell’s palsy is what it is I think..?

@elishavet-pidyon @koshka

This is so fun to read! It’s hilarious to me reading about an author injected into her own story. I love it so much!

@grcr

Sorry if this is annoying, but have you heard anything more? Is she doing ok?

@elishavet-pidyon ohhhh that makes sense.

also this story is peak so far

the one thing that confuses me though is the mentions of Orcs, and Gondor; I’m sorry if I asked this a bunch of times before, because I’m sure I did, but is the story our authoress/main character gets swallowed by a fan fiction or no?

@elishavet-pidyon your combination of “ ‘ere ya go” and “y’all” made me read your statement half in a British/Australian accent and half in an American one and it was SO WEIRD lol

@rae hellooooooo

you still here?

@elishavet-pidyon

Ah! Very interesting! *Carries the information away in my knapsack of knowledge* I am off and away to learn more of this fascinating concoction.

Have you ever looked into the Medieval theory of humors?

Humors are a really fascinating subject. I can’t remember the details but I’ve read about them before. I mean, there is some tru…[Read more]

@elishavet-pidyon

Jooiiin. I’m sure the character development isn’t terrible. We like you. We will like your character.

@koshka

Do what your heart desires

@loopylin

Lucille

Lucy stuttered under her breath, looking for a nice way to say that Paul was the worst name ever. The creature she knew by that name was her mother’s nasty lap dog. But Mel had already moved on.

“…But first I want to find those crows,” Mel said.

“And Gabriel,” Lucy insisted. “That’s a good idea. But – I’ve never heard o’ Co…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings
Moth might ask Flax a lot of questions if they get to know each other. I like hearing world building from the character’s mouths. I’ll try not to ask anything that requires extensive detail to answer. :p

@ellette-giselle

I can write something about the servant at the entrance letting in a late student, if you want. We can…[Read more]

@rae

Huntress

Gabriel suddenly approached me a few hours later.

At first I thought he was going to take up my spot guarding the camp, but he still seemed tired, so I almost told him that he didn’t need to take a shift for a while longer and that I’d get Soldier or Sniper to do it. He opened his mouth first, however, and asked “Do you hear a c…[Read more]

@elishavet-giselle

Focusing on tea as a way to preserve an herb rather than a way to change the taste of water is a fun perspective, as it’s opposite to what historians think happened in “real” life.

I don’t know very much about the history of tea, so if you know anything about the subject, please enlighten me further! Or I’ll go on a resea…[Read more]

@elishavet-pidyon

This is a very cool niche world building topic.

When steeped into a tea, it’s a dark purple color

It would be funny if it still dyes your teeth green despite the liquid itself being purple. Maybe a bluish green to match the fern.

This is a fun topic for me to dive into because one of my characters loves herbal drinks/teas and s…[Read more]

I keep missing people’s art in this chat for some reason. Everyone is making lovely art. I like all of it.

@loopylin

Boredom seems to elicit great talent in you

@mineralizedwritings
Thanks for the detailed wings drawing. It’s really cool to see a character with skeletal wings like that. I want to know more about his world and everything.

please use your imagination.

Understandable. XD It’s supposed to be a reference drawing so it makes sense to only feather one of the wings. Best to leave one bare as an…[Read more]

@grcr

I’ll keep praying! ❤️

@keilah-h

Gabriel Mai

Gabriel’s eyes cracked open a few hours later, still hazy with exhaustion. He let out a small sigh, then went silent a second, before sitting up as if in alarm, untangling his fingers from the ribbon, and drawing his blades, red veins going up the blade. He scanned the fog around him, then shook his head. The voices in his…[Read more]