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There is no greater bond than the one between a person and the fictional character they’ve written 50k+ words about

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Here, have an outdated meme.

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Reminder that I have a poly short story out on Itch only for a dollar!

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Revenant

A corpse animated solely by the desire to enact vengeance. 

That’s all you are really.  

A corpse. 

Your heart had stopped, shriveled up and turned to stone, leaving your blood to run cold. 

Anger had always been associated with heat, but the rage that ran cold was always the deathlier of the two, for it was not sudden, but it was certain. A storm that crept up the horizon, that not blessings or sacrifice could dissipate. 

A storm that marched over the land, leaving a ravaged frozen waste behind. To which mercy was nothing but a distant dream. 

Those who survived the initial destruction withered in the chill. 

You’re cold like those winter storms. It leaks out your mask you wear to pretend to be warm blooded. 

You don’t care about much but revenge now. A vibrant life reduced to a dead tundra. In the day, the façade of normalcy clouds your features and at night you plot, you plan. 

That’s the only thing that gives you a sense of joy. The thought of the destruction of those that have wronged you. 

Night after night, you sharpen that glacial blade, grind it down to the perfect edge that will rend your foes asunder. 

You do not see the moon or stars. Your sky has clouded over with rain clouds, dripping with the despair of your loss. 

You must not forget your revenge, for then the rain would fall and drown you with its weight. 

No one told you the clouds would clear if you just let them cry. 

But your so scared for your world to drown, if even for a moment. You’re afraid of losing the way hatred had laid out for you. 

Even though the way would eventually end and leave you with nothing but the rain. The rain that would wash away the undeath, restart your stone heart, and make you feel the pain of living once again. 

The wounds are still raw because you delude yourself that straining to march forward is treatment. The rain would clean them, allow them to heal, but you let them fester. So this disease flows through your still blood. 

You’re not heartless, you know. It’s still there, even if it’s petrified.  

But you ignore that fact, and act like there is nothing of you but ice, no flesh that yearns to be reheated. 

You were human once, you can be again. 

But your corpse still marches toward inevitable destruction. For when your enemies are dead, your undeath will fade and you will truly be a corpse. 

Just another one killed by the freezing storm. 

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My hands curled into fists. That fire in my chest rose as I felt the fear slide off me like water.

-Banger Quotes from your truly #7

(Bleeding Black)

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I am not your devil, Father, but I'll play the part.

-Banger Quotes from your truly #6

(The Masked Ones)

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So, let me guess– you just started a new book, right? And you’re stumped. You have no idea how much an AK47 goes for nowadays. I get ya, cousin. Tough world we live in. A writer’s gotta know, but them NSA hounds are after ya 24/7. I know, cousin, I know. If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…

You’re in luck, cousin. I have just the thing for ya.

It’s called Havocscope. It’s got information and prices for all sorts of edgy information. Ever wondered how much cocaine costs by the gram, or how much a kidney sells for, or (worst of all) how much it costs to hire an assassin?

I got your back, cousin. Just head over to Havocscope.

((PS: In case you’re wondering, Havocscope is a database full of information regarding the criminal underworld. The information you will find there has been taken from newspapers and police reports. It’s perfectly legal, no need to worry about the NSA hounds, cousin ;p))

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She never came back. I watched the world burn live on television, waiting for one of my messages and calls to be answered. The only person I had found who understood me, and she vanished amongst the chaos and mass graves. 

-Banger Quotes from yours truly #5

(Qliphoth)

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The saliva in my mouth burned like venom dripping off a viper’s fangs. But I didn’t swallow. I let it rest on my tongue ‘til it felt like it had eaten a hole straight through.

-Banger Quotes from yours truly #4

(Bleeding Black)

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sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

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What if 5 of your OCs where bosses in a video game? What would be their theme? I'll go first:

Lerna- So Long Sentiment by Celldweller

Nyx - Natural Corruption by Epica

The Spectre - The Curse by Disturbed

Raguel - Nemesis by VNV Nation

Azrael - Stray Bullet by KMFDM

Don't forget to tag some people! Here are my tags: @chickiefoo @moondust-bard @moon-and-seraph @fenrir-kin @sapphic-story

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An old sketch of a cover, currently working on an updated one.

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Letting the Devil In

Short Story/Novella

Genre: High Fantasy

Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Summary: Hala lived in a world were the Devil had overthrown the Goddess and humanity lived hidden away in barriers. There was nothing special about her, expect the Devil had spent the effort trying to rewrite her memories.

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If a mad dog bites you, do you punish the dog or the one who beat it until it became mad?

-Banger quotes from yours truly #3

(A Palace Made of Metal Bones (Persona Fanfic))

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I have a discord server now, so if you like my stuff and want to hang out, come on in!

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50% chance that Lerna is just using a darkness construct to troll people, 50% chance that she is using a actual body, though she'll be fine cuz she's immortal.

Scourge is what’s called a spirit weapon, which is a manifestation of the seal that prevents Elementals from destroying their fake human bodies. They manifest different forms depending on their wielder, Scourge just happens to be kopis (greek single edged sword). Some spirit weapons develop sentience, especially if their wielder is particularly strong, then, when talking to their wielder, they will have a more human looking form. There's a bit more nuance in this topic but I've probably already talked your ear off enough.

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Who licks it? Who refuses? Who's too confused to even give a response? Share how you think your characters would act so we can learn more about them, and—as always—please lick responsibly.

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Seraphina would initially refuse but she could probably be bullied into it.

Scourge can’t lick a battery cuz she’s a sword, and wouldn’t do it anyway because it’s stupid.

Lerna would take a handful of batteries, pop them in her mouth, go crunch crunch and leave without even being dared.

Writers' Chat: Your characters are dared to lick a battery. What happens?

Who licks it? Who refuses? Who's too confused to even give a response? Share how you think your characters would act so we can learn more about them, and—as always—please lick responsibly.

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