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Not only does it make cool word clouds of your writing, it can be used to check the prominence of words in your stuff!
How do the writers of Spiderman manage the puns!?
My huge ongoing fan fiction is getting further and further along, so I figured if anyone is in the mood for a long yuri love story, I'd pimp it here.
It's totally no pressure or anything, and I won't be upset if no one wants to read it, but that's not to say I wouldn't love any feedback on it thus far. <3
Anyway, things to know:
-It's a Vocaloid fan fic
-The pairing is Neru/Haku
-You should probably be familiar with the Story of Evil saga, specifically Daughter of Evil, Servant of Evil, and Daughter of White, particularly the latter-most.
But again, no pressure, just throwing it out there. I know how people feel about fan fiction. XD
Somebody poke me till i wanna
...PROPANE SUCKS! *runs for cover*
The faster I write the better my output. If I'm going slow I'm
in trouble. It means I'm pushing the words instead of being pulled by
them.
— Raymond Chandler
I still like Chandler better, though. The Big Sleep is probably one of only three books I've reread
Writing comes more easily if you have something to say. ~Sholem Asch
the most recent colonies of the Atlantean empire. It lies far to the
west of the capitol of Zeus' Eye. It wasn't long before the place
became overtaken by pirates, some even retiring and finding
themselves in favor of the duke there.
There's not a place in the Atlantean
empire more corrupt and full of evil than this one.
It was also where I met the woman I
loved.
My name is Horatio Norway, duke of
Apollo's Nest. I'm late enough in my life that I fear no retribution
from the Emporer at this point, my children are protected enough that
even the demons of Hell would not come after them.
This is the story of how I came from a
crewman to a captain and eventually to your esteemed Duke.
It's also a romance of the wyld and
wyrd.
Things began in a shoddy tavern that
sadly no longer exists named The Green Squid. Our noble Captain
Askeladd, man of the north asked along a small bit to help him with
some mysterious work we all had yet to find. Of the group that came
Garret, our ship's best wizard who could be noticed by his huge black
beard and the shock of white hair through his otherwise black hair,
Alexander Two-Hand who is still the best swordsman I have met, Kenny
our ships' navigator, and me.
At the time, I would never have been
thought of been called Duke Norway. No, this lowly crewmember who had
joined a pirate crew was content to be known as Norry. A boy who saw
his own modest magical talent being threatened to be squandered by a
life in the church. Unlike the others I was not there for any
incredible talent I had. I was there to prove that I could indeed be
useful to this crew.
The captain came in and the tavern was
not the lively and rowdy place of which I heard in the songs of
two-copper bards, though one of those was in the tavern as well,
poorly attempting to get people to listen to his song hailing rum. It
was a quiet place where people sat to forget and be forgotten. The
perfect place for a pirate to get something he didn't want others
knowing about.
In the corner sat a hooded man with an
obviously fake hook for a hand, the sign of which Captain Askeladd
had told us. Captain Askeladd and Kenny took seats while Alexander,
Garret, and I stood watch. Alexander kept his eyes trained on this
mysterious man while Garret and I kept watch on the others.
“Let's hear it, Shanks.” Askeladd
said in his voice, sounding exotic enough to be foreign but still
familiar enough to sound refined and familiar. “What is it that was
so important that you had us port in this hole.”
“Oh don't worry Asky.” replied
Shanks which was odd to me. Clearly these two pirates had a history
together. A history that ended fondly: rare that for a pirate. “This
is about the crew member of a lifetime.”
Garret let loose a laugh that echoed
through the tavern. The glares from Alexander and I seemed to be
misplaced as no one even bothered to look up at him. “A new crew
member, laddie?” he said, his thick Highland accent coming through.
“This is Cap'n Askeladd ye be talkin' about. Crew members come
seven a copper to him.”
The man chuckled. “I like him, Asky.
Where'd you find him?” he shifted to make it obvious that he was
looking at Garret though it was clear all of us couldn't see his
face.
“He found changing employers
preferable to the midget saw.” Askeladd replied dryly.
“A practical man. Always good to
have on a ship.” said the hooded man. “But no, this is a sailor
like no other. A woman for the start of it.”
Female pirates were by no means
unheard of, but still rare enough that superstitions of women sailors
still abounded among sailors.
Askeladd, though, was a man who
trusted in his own ability over the trifles of the Gods.
“A woman? Interesting enough. Having
a single woman on my crew would be asking for nothing but trouble.
Surely you can give me reason to take her onboard other than that.”
“Oh but I can.” he said, letting
out a wheezy laugh afterwards. “Because this woman... she can lead
you to the land of Tir Na Nog, the last great city of man and elf...
and the great treasure that lies there.”
Go!