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Lady Ashenwyte

Well, I am writing a book, but right now I don't even have the names. All that I know that here will be anthromorphic (pretty sure I spelled that wrong) animals only.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Rusvul

You missed two letters, 'anthropomorphic.'

Names:

Uhhh.....

Names are hard.

Delthion

Just go to Google Translate, choose your favorite language that uses the Latin alphabet, and remove, add or change some letters from it. Then you shall find your name!
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Tiria Wildlough

Quote from: Rainshadow on December 15, 2014, 05:23:35 AM
  I have this story swimming around that I've been wanting to put down on paper (or on the computer... whatever) for awhile now, but I haven't really sat down to try yet.  Basically, in this medieval world with elves, humans, dwarves, dragons, etc., there's this half-elf, half-human 18-year-old guy named Adam.  He's just finished school (I'm gonna come up with a better name for that, but I'm too lazy to make up some term right now :P) and has received a slip of paper that all graduates get: a deed for their companion.  This deed decides two things in every person's life: what animal they're gonna have as a lifelong buddy, and what their career will be for the rest of their life.  Like, if you get a pigeon, you'll be a messenger, or if you get a snake, you'll have a job that deals with magic.  Owls usually mean scholars, and birds of prey are mostly for hunters and scouts and such.  Pretty much, a kid goes through school and their behaviour is monitored, as well as how well they do in different subjects.  That info is fed to the people in charge, and they decide what career would fit the kid best.

  Anyways, Adam gets a dragon.  Dragons (and gryphons, but I'm not focusing on that right now) are given to people whose talents are more on the physical side, so they would be warriors, guards, hunters, scouts, etc.  Adam picks a Speed class dragon (there's five classes of dragons: Stealth, Aerial, Speed, Fight, and Water), and is almost immediately put in a sort of initiation to make sure that he has the right stuff to be a dragon rider.  This means two months of surviving in the wilderness with no one to help you but your dragon.

  Yeah, that's where I get stuck every time.  My mind jumps ahead to what he'll do at the Dragon Academy (I seriously need a better name than that) and completely skips over the initiation.  So... yeah.  Still gotta do some brainstorming for that.  I have one idea for something that might occupy a couple days/weeks of the two months, but other than that, nada.  :P
That's really cool, Rainshadow! I would buy that book.
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I'm not a hipster.

Rainshadow

Quote from: Tiria Wildlough on December 26, 2014, 12:31:53 AM
Quote from: Rainshadow on December 15, 2014, 05:23:35 AM
  I have this story swimming around that I've been wanting to put down on paper (or on the computer... whatever) for awhile now, but I haven't really sat down to try yet.  Basically, in this medieval world with elves, humans, dwarves, dragons, etc., there's this half-elf, half-human 18-year-old guy named Adam.  He's just finished school (I'm gonna come up with a better name for that, but I'm too lazy to make up some term right now :P) and has received a slip of paper that all graduates get: a deed for their companion.  This deed decides two things in every person's life: what animal they're gonna have as a lifelong buddy, and what their career will be for the rest of their life.  Like, if you get a pigeon, you'll be a messenger, or if you get a snake, you'll have a job that deals with magic.  Owls usually mean scholars, and birds of prey are mostly for hunters and scouts and such.  Pretty much, a kid goes through school and their behaviour is monitored, as well as how well they do in different subjects.  That info is fed to the people in charge, and they decide what career would fit the kid best.

  Anyways, Adam gets a dragon.  Dragons (and gryphons, but I'm not focusing on that right now) are given to people whose talents are more on the physical side, so they would be warriors, guards, hunters, scouts, etc.  Adam picks a Speed class dragon (there's five classes of dragons: Stealth, Aerial, Speed, Fight, and Water), and is almost immediately put in a sort of initiation to make sure that he has the right stuff to be a dragon rider.  This means two months of surviving in the wilderness with no one to help you but your dragon.

  Yeah, that's where I get stuck every time.  My mind jumps ahead to what he'll do at the Dragon Academy (I seriously need a better name than that) and completely skips over the initiation.  So... yeah.  Still gotta do some brainstorming for that.  I have one idea for something that might occupy a couple days/weeks of the two months, but other than that, nada.  :P
That's really cool, Rainshadow! I would buy that book.

  Oh, hey, look who came back from the dead!  Haven't seen you around recently.  ;)  And thanks!  :D
If you're interested in my art or keeping in touch, I'm active on DeviantArt and Instagram!

Cornflower MM

Quote from: Tiria Wildlough on December 26, 2014, 12:31:53 AM
Quote from: Rainshadow on December 15, 2014, 05:23:35 AM
  I have this story swimming around that I've been wanting to put down on paper (or on the computer... whatever) for awhile now, but I haven't really sat down to try yet.  Basically, in this medieval world with elves, humans, dwarves, dragons, etc., there's this half-elf, half-human 18-year-old guy named Adam.  He's just finished school (I'm gonna come up with a better name for that, but I'm too lazy to make up some term right now :P) and has received a slip of paper that all graduates get: a deed for their companion.  This deed decides two things in every person's life: what animal they're gonna have as a lifelong buddy, and what their career will be for the rest of their life.  Like, if you get a pigeon, you'll be a messenger, or if you get a snake, you'll have a job that deals with magic.  Owls usually mean scholars, and birds of prey are mostly for hunters and scouts and such.  Pretty much, a kid goes through school and their behaviour is monitored, as well as how well they do in different subjects.  That info is fed to the people in charge, and they decide what career would fit the kid best.

  Anyways, Adam gets a dragon.  Dragons (and gryphons, but I'm not focusing on that right now) are given to people whose talents are more on the physical side, so they would be warriors, guards, hunters, scouts, etc.  Adam picks a Speed class dragon (there's five classes of dragons: Stealth, Aerial, Speed, Fight, and Water), and is almost immediately put in a sort of initiation to make sure that he has the right stuff to be a dragon rider.  This means two months of surviving in the wilderness with no one to help you but your dragon.

  Yeah, that's where I get stuck every time.  My mind jumps ahead to what he'll do at the Dragon Academy (I seriously need a better name than that) and completely skips over the initiation.  So... yeah.  Still gotta do some brainstorming for that.  I have one idea for something that might occupy a couple days/weeks of the two months, but other than that, nada.  :P
That's really cool, Rainshadow! I would buy that book.

So would I!

Tiria Wildlough

Quote from: Rainshadow on December 26, 2014, 05:40:03 PM
Oh, hey, look who came back from the dead!  Haven't seen you around recently.  ;)  And thanks!  :D

I've been on Tumblr. ;)
My tumblr! not-the-skycat.tumblr.com
I'm not a hipster.

Rainshadow

Quote from: Tiria Wildlough on December 27, 2014, 01:40:33 AM
Quote from: Rainshadow on December 26, 2014, 05:40:03 PM
Oh, hey, look who came back from the dead!  Haven't seen you around recently.  ;)  And thanks!  :D

I've been on Tumblr. ;)

  Yes, I noticed that, as you reblog quite a bit of my stuff.  :P  Just mentioning that you haven't been seen 'round the forum for quite a bit, so it's cool seein' ya back around.  :D

  @Hana-chan:  Thanks!  And I actually fleshed out a bit more of the one likkle idea I had for while Adam's in the initiation period, but that still doesn't take up much time.  Just about a day or two of planning and putting his plan into action, then another day or two of escaping and celebrating.  (That sounds really weird describing it like that, but I don't really wanna spoil anything in case I ever actually write and publish the book.  :P)
If you're interested in my art or keeping in touch, I'm active on DeviantArt and Instagram!

Lady Ashenwyte

Well, in my book, the main villain is a badger. :P :) ;)
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Jetthebinturong

Well I've temporarily lost everything I've ever written. Let this be a reminder to you all, BACK YOUR STUFF UP
"In the meantime, no one should roam the camp alone. Use the buddy system."
"Understood." Will looked at Nico. "Will you be my buddy?"
"You're a dork," Nico announced.
~ The Hidden Oracle, Rick Riordan

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Lady Ashenwyte

@Jett. Wow, if that happened to me, I'd go into depression for several days.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Søren

I had a computer have a faulty hard drive recently, and it scared the wits out of me. I was like "ALL MY STUFF!!!" But they were able to recover it. Just an old computer.
I surely know about backups. I had to back up my phone once because SOMEBODY changed my passcode and forgot it. (My sister).


I'm retired from the forum

The Skarzs

Yeah. . . My story was saved on our ten-year-old Macbook, and it has been gradually dying for the past few years. Thankfully I got my own Mac and have it on this now, and we got my mom a new computer for Christmas so everything can be transferred to the new one.

Hopefully you can get your work back, Jet; I'd really like to read some eventually.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Hickory

I am really good at making a general plot line, but always end up making it really... thin.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.