Edema Rue
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The stormlight flows into the dice far more easily than he expected. They glow brightly.
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The Most Magical and Powerful Chicken
Edema Rue replied to Ravenclawjedi42's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
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ALMOST ITS GETTING BETTER slowly Eyyyy listen…Gavin is a rebel :DD
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WHAT BUT NONE WERE EVEN FROM ME- MAKE @Anguished_One LOSE!! OR @Immortal Platypus!! OR ANYONE WHO ISNT ME!! No no no don’t they get angry.
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@Unintelligenius, the crystal is broken. He can step free now. He sees @Lotus Blossom. Then the door opens.
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Ohhhh yeah most people actually sleep (also I love your chicken pfp) Thank you kindly. Awww I miss Telrao tooooo!! *throws muffins in honor* With that attitude, I’ve a mind to kill him now…
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You’ve made it a full hour?!?!
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@Cash67 @RoyalBeeMage @J. Magi @TheRavenHasLanded @The Bookwyrm @Spark of Hope @Wierdo @The Stormfather @WhyEverNot_8 @Unintelligenius @Scars of Hathsin @Lotus Blossom @Dragonheir @LightRinger
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Quote of the day #5:
”Remember, the enemy’s gate is down.”
Bean, Ender’s Game
(also happy pride month everyone!!)
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Corin reached beneath the counter and pulled out a padded backpack that was much heavier than it looked. “All yours,” he said. He met her eyes. “Please keep your end of the bargain.” I don’t want to think about what has to happen if she doesn’t.
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Corin snorted, leaning with her until their faces were only inches apart. “The more the merrier, right?”
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Awww come onnnn why me?? WHY ME? @Immortal Platypus, do you know why they all pinged me?
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Corin laughs softly. “I have anything you could ever need. As for what I want…well. It’s not about what I want. It’s about what they want. And they want blood.”
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None enters him from the daggers, but some does from Tondon’s box. Then his feet are suddenly trapped in crystal. Corin met her eyes. He grinned, and It wasn’t his grin that was dazzling. It was the way he twisted into it, one side of his mouth twitching up in a dangerously sly way. He flipped her hand over, fingers dancing across her palm to trace the glyph of a willshaper. “Yes,” he said. Then he through out his arms, as if burdened by some glorious purpose, and said, “so. What can I get for you today?”
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He finds a pair of warm emerald dice.
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Quote of the day #4:
”Don’t rest on your laurels.”
—my director
One triumph does not make every other fight a victory lap.
Life cannot be lived passively.
Love cannot be complacent.
Compassion requires constant effort.
FSY was beyond words. I know that not all of you believe in God, and not all of you believe in the same God I do. I’m not here to tell you you’re wrong, or that you need to be converted, or anything like that.
I just want to say that you guys are loved, and that you aren’t loved passively. Whether or not you believe it, I know it. I know that we have a Father in Heaven, and I know that He is relentlessly pursuing each of us. Not out of hate, but out of love. Because He has a place prepared for us, and it breaks His heart to imagine that we would not be there.
I believe in a brokenhearted God.
I believe in a God who sings.
I believe in a God who knows our stories.
I believe in a God who will carry us.
I know life sucks sometimes, you guys.
I know.
And I know that there is hope.
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That was…actually so fun to read. I liked it a lot!!
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Okay!! First, please know that I really liked that!!! And next…hmm. For the most part, you managed to give background without feeling too exposition-dumpy, but there were a couple places where it felt forced. I noticed it when she was talking about her mom and Ev. Maybe if you leave that off to the end of the scene it’ll feel better? Speaking of the end, your tone started to change a lot there and I think it took away from the actual scene. She called Ev her boyfriend, and said he was basically gorgeous, and that was like a reminder that it’s you telling the story, not Mira. So maybe work on the tone there. As far as jumping all over the place, it kind of works because she’s in a “ohmychasmsimactuallygonnadieitsmyfaultisitmyfaultnoonewillcare” kind of mindset. Anyway, it still needs some polishing but it’s a really good scene and an awesome starting place!! It might help to set it aside for a bit, then come back once you’ve had time not thinking about it, but up to you. I love your characters though, please share more!!
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Corin didn’t speak for a long, long moment. He reached and grabbed her drink, downing the rest of it in a single gulp. A single drop of liquid trickled from the corner of his mouth, like blood. “I,” he finally said, “am a person. No matter what they tell you.” He swallowed, looked at the floor, and his elegant accent fell away. “See, I ain’t here te kill all you. An’ I ain’t here te save you. The way I see it, I’m here te save as many a my folk as I can, an’ you…y’all ain’t my folks.” Corin met her eyes again, and then it was back. “They didn’t want me to keep that. It was important that I did, though. The way you talk, it’s a powerful thing. I don’t even remember my name, now.” He tapped the counter, musing. “So who am I…I’m more than my name. I’m more than my clothes or my voice or my merchandise. “Who am I? ”I’m a human. With a story. And they can’t take it from me, even if it never means anything.” A sudden urgency entered his eyes. “They can’t take it from you either. And your story…it can matter, Astra. Ye don’t gotta be like them te matter. Ye don’t gotta be out there, and if yer in here, tha’ means the world’s watchin’ you. So give ‘em somethin’ te watch. Make ‘em see it so sure, they won’ be able to walk past us in the streets no more.” “Cause folk like us, we got stories. We got lives, man. An’ you can make ‘em matter. Don’ let ‘em forget us, yeah? Cause…cause I’m a person.”
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Oo, I’m the stormfather!! Rawwwrrrr I’m coming into your dreamsssss with stormlight and uh weird visions
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@Unintelligenius
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It opens. Corin stands behind the counter. “Welcome,” he says, “to The Casino. How may I help you?” “Of c-course,” Gavin says. “A-and if y-y-you e-ever need a-anything, just ask f-for G-G-Gavin.”
