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I created four stories over my ban period
I'm only going to write three, though. I need to choose which one
Also, I started making a ConLang
I guess this thread is dead.
I write some chapters of a story in there. It's the only place those chapters are stored.
It had a girl named Mikane, and it had to do with her leaving for a college town for the summer, if that jogs your memory.
Another dropped story. I have four stories I want to write.
I've restricted myself to write only three. I don't know which one should be put on the back burner.
Fine:
HERE WE GO:
Thaes Engeles Feorh (Old English: Life of an Angel/The Angel's Life)
16-year-old Jack Patriot has a lot on his mind, but the most important is that he is attending Engel ("Angel"), a prestigious school boys-only school in Scotland. Even more strange, he is one of the few Americans there. While he, being a supposedly straight man, does not like the all-boys quirk of Engel, he quickly mellows, making friends with a british boy named Thames, a boisterous boy who dreams of being a news reporter.
Also unique is that Engel is close by to the all-girls school of Feorh ("Life"). While the two school used to have very strained relations, they are relatively calm nowadays. In fact, the two even plan a meeting together, where their respective student bodies come and mingle with each other. Thames and Jack meet a girl named Sybille, who quickly latches on to their group.
Then two students show up dead.
The next month, two more students are found dead.
Both schools are melting down, with the students terrified that they might be next and the staff realizing that they can't even do their duty in protecting the students.
Except for Jack.
He's not your average man. He decides, he's gonna find this killer themselves, and bring them to justice, no matter what it takes. When he finds out that the killer is a student on campus, he really kicks it into gear.
But in his quest for justice, can he keep his cool? Or will he be driven to commit evil to stop evil?
V.R ([I posted this in another thread]
The VR Glasses were supposed to revolutionize life. With them, a boundless amount of Virtual Reality was in you hands. You could play in War worlds and feel the pain of every bullet, the sting of the smoke rising from the battlefield, and the desolate warzones (Of course, you only felt it. Even if your arm was blown off in the VR World, your real arm was fine). Or you could do roleplay in Film Noir Worlds, Fantasy Settings, Sci-Fi Galaxies and much more. And, of course, there were quite a few worlds for more....salacious types [Author's Note: This story actually started out as a fetish fic I never started.....I decided to implement the idea in a Thriller].
Rom was a 16-year-old boy who was always on top of the latest tech--except the VR Glasses. He just didn't see the point, but his parents thought otherwise. They bought him a pair for his 16th birthday; not the greatest present when they were gone from the house for months at a time.
Rom decides to try them out anyway. It's fun, at first--but then, strange things start happening. People are dying, going insane, or getting gravely injured in the Worlds--and their injuries are being transferred to real life. Rom decides to let the police deal with it.
But when the incidents get more frequent, he is dragged into this conflict whether he likes it or not. All he knows is that the person doing this is in one of the Worlds, but he doesn't know which one, and time's running out. As he jumps throughout the vast amount of VR Worlds out there, from war-torn battlefields to serene vacation spots to gritty film noir cities, to steamy jungles, depressed cyber-punk dystopias, boiling hells, cloudy and majestic heavens, and Steam Punk metropolises, he's in the for the ride of his life....
A Blessed Curse
(This story takes place in the Full Auto Universe)
10,200 AG.
10,200 years ago after the end of the world.
Sonia Stara lives a mildly hard life at the mining colony of Trakt in the Rockies in Sector 00 (The US). Her parents are both miners, but she is practicing to be a Summoner. Just one problem--she can't figure out what familiar to summon--a demon or an angel?
But a freak encounter with some extremely old magical tech (a box her father mined out of the ground) not only gives her the ability to manipulate magical chains, it also gives her a second option: Summon both a Demon and an Angel. But can she control both Draku the Demon Soldier and Milanjo the Angel Medic at the same time? She doesn't have time to decide, as her town is attacked and she finds out that that box is more than just a box....and it may lead her to her brother, Michael, who has been gone for more than a decade....
Spare Change
When he was 17, John Thames thought, "If I collected every single piece of change I've ever picked up off the ground, I would have thousands of dollars!"
After graduating college, he took that goal to its extreme. Now, he peacefully walks America at age 28--subsisting solely on the Spare Change people leave lying around, and donations from generous civilians. His life is a peaceful one, simply walking, and meeting all sorts of people along the way.
But he also has a somewhat special ability. If he picks up a bill or a coin, he can see the "life" of that small piece of currency, and how it exchanged hands.
To you or me, picking up a quarter will do nothing special. We just see a quarter.
To John, he sees the day it was minted;when it was given to store clerk to pay for some milk and cookies;when that clerk gave it to a man for change;when that customer used it to buy some water at a vending machine; when a serviceman took it out, and dropped it accidentally on the sidewalk in front of the old Cafe, where it sat for 20 years, until a contractor renovating the cafe took it into his pocket.....The coins may not speak, but he feels every hand they went through.
To John, even the money we spend has lives. And such interesting lives they have.
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If you weren't asking me for the story outlines....well, damn, I read your post wrong.
But...
WHICH ONE DO I DROP
NEED TO FIGURE OUT
The protagonists can not only warp between the days and universes (technically, if they let a universe's week end, that one if FUBAR), but the more the warp, the more "twisted" the universe becomes.
Because I expanded on a previous story of mine--that deals with an American Otaku who, along with his friend, gives up his geeky interests and transforms himself into a flat-out Casanova, winning the hearts of his school. However, this turns him into a bitter asshole who uses women just to have sex with him and is a douche to everybody, and he's actually doing this all as a facade, meaning he is stressed to keep it up lest someone find out the truth.
The one girl he cannot get to have sex with him actually had a crush on him when he was an Otaku, and tries to convince him to stop lying to himself, and how he's become a bitter crazy asshole, and that he should Be Himself and stop letting a bunch of stupid high-schoolers make him feel ashamed to be an Otaku ,because they don't matter in the long run.
<_<
Also, it's doesn't matter how fancy and SUPAH SPESHUL your stick is, it's how you use it.
Also, no offense, but I don't think you have the writing to make that plot interesting.
I'm sick of everyone always saying that every idea of mine sucks. This is why I quit writing in the first place, because all I ever got was "You suck, just give up and never write again". As yiu just basicaly implied.
You always complain about how people shouldn't read to much into things and over-analyze, but you do it constantly.
I didn't even mention the main conflict itself yet.