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[Rolly-chan]

Why do my ideas about anything pertaining to the Apocalypse (the biblical one) grow like the frigging Big Bang? >_> I already have one current project and two other ones planned. I don't need another one that practically outgrows any other I have. It's so huge, I feel overwhelmed already... Just because I had this stupid idea of "what if the four horsemen of the apocalypse actually are decidedly normal and had to be persuaded to play their parts?"
Nnnnaaaaarrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh
Apocalypse plot bunny, leave me aloooooone...

and it keeps growing. Heeelp!

[Artesian]

Why do my ideas about anything pertaining to the Apocalypse (the biblical one) grow like the frigging Big Bang? >_> I already have one current project and two other ones planned. I don't need another one that practically outgrows any other I have. It's so huge, I feel overwhelmed already... Just because I had this stupid idea of "what if the four horsemen of the apocalypse actually are decidedly normal and had to be persuaded to play their parts?"
Nnnnaaaaarrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh
Apocalypse plot bunny, leave me aloooooone...

and it keeps growing. Heeelp!

Eeeeeh, I want to read that! xD 'tis not stupid at all. I know the feeling though. My main collab partner and I just started writing something totally random (four of our characters (who are versions of the same person) get thrown back in time and mentor their younger self - it's complicated) and it's now over fifty pages long, which is almost half the length of the main project we're writing. Mrrrrr. ><

[Rolly-chan]

Why do my ideas about anything pertaining to the Apocalypse (the biblical one) grow like the frigging Big Bang? >_> I already have one current project and two other ones planned. I don't need another one that practically outgrows any other I have. It's so huge, I feel overwhelmed already... Just because I had this stupid idea of "what if the four horsemen of the apocalypse actually are decidedly normal and had to be persuaded to play their parts?"
Nnnnaaaaarrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh
Apocalypse plot bunny, leave me aloooooone...

and it keeps growing. Heeelp!

Eeeeeh, I want to read that! xD 'tis not stupid at all. I know the feeling though. My main collab partner and I just started writing something totally random (four of our characters (who are versions of the same person) get thrown back in time and mentor their younger self - it's complicated) and it's now over fifty pages long, which is almost half the length of the main project we're writing. Mrrrrr. ><

It might be a while till I write that huge project. I don't feel like I'm able to write it yet XD I need to finish a novel-length story first. Short stories of about 20k words are no problem for me, but I haven't yet written a 90k word story. And I'm 100% sure that Apocalypse story will be at least twice that long. If not longer >_> honestly, that plot bunny won't leave me alone xD
But yeah, I guess that's something writers are used to xD Being attacked by plot bunnies out of the blue that behave like leeches.

But I do like my main character XD Who will be no other but Death himself. And he'll kick up a fuss. I just need to think up who will be the one with the task to persuade them to play their roles, since I've already planned something else for Lucifer. I don't think I want to include God directly. He'll be watching from the sidelines and meddling with them all from time to time, because I've decided he has some humour xD I still need to figure out what roles Michael, the angels, and the demons will play. If I'll have prophets or not, if humans will play a bigger role... I have some ideas which directions it might take, but it's already growing all over my head XD

I've always liked time-travel stories, especially the ones that deal with the conflict of changing the past and what kinds of catastrophes that might cause. I'm not sure that's what your story is about, though xD But I also like other types of time-travel stories ^^

[rosesgreedy]

Wow. I've been so inactive on the old thread, I didn't know we got a new one. x3 Well anyways, to the point.

So I had this idea ... and I don't know how intriguing it sounds to people. I mean, I'd like to share it on Google Docs with more than just this one friend, soyeah. Is it possible for some ideas to be thrown out there or simply if it sounds interesting enough that you'd read it or not? Thanks. :)

And as for this "summary"... I think it may be a bit too large. |D



The first era is around 1910, when the English claim India their own. An Indian male struggles to help his family on the plantation he works at. The problem? The English give their workers little pay, forcing him to continue living in poverty. A young girl [ around 15 or so ] was thrown in jail, accused of murder. Years later, she is freed for good behavior. The man offers to help her, unaware of the problems she will bring his family. Despite this, he begins to feel something rather strong for her. When he comes to believe she is only using him, the era switches.

A retro setting in Paris, France this time. A musician left his home town in Spain to earn money by playing his guitar. He boards a train with no tickets, causing him to get kicked out. As the train leaves, he sneaks on it, where he finds a [ not sure if model or actress ]. Since he is practically a vagabond, he has never heard of her, and does not understand why she is so irritated by his presence. As she attempts to make a conversation, it is his turn to find her irritating, as all she speaks about is her boyfriend and how they're going to marry. In her generosity, she offers him a job at the hotel she was staying at, where a lead guitarist was needed to complete the band used to entertain guests at dinner. Gradually, the man falls in love with her, his hopes high that she feels the same. However, she doesn't know how she feels about him. The wedding approaches quickly, and as the man watches in pain, the era switches yet again.

Modern day 'Murica. The son of a recently-deceased famous industrialist, demoralized by his mother's public affair and subsequent departure, gets even more depressed after attending the marriage of the woman he loves to another man. Feeling ashamed to face the world, he walks out of the wedding, takes his car and drives. Where? Not even he knows. In his exhaust, he doesn't notice a car coming head on, causing him to crash. As he steps out of his car, he sees the girl inside gives no response. He fled to the nearest hospital with her in his hands. She hadn't waken up from a coma for about a week, leaving him terribly guilty, and decides it would be a good idea to turn himself in. But the girl then wakes up. He rushes to her, glad to see his time in jail wouldn't be too long. However, the girl was no longer able to see. She made a deal with him: he wouldn't go to jail if he could help her around the house. After all, she lives alone. And then stuff happens, that I'm not even sure of yet. But I know the ending to the entire thing, so it's all good.

[borneofash]

Username: Beagle~Basset~Luver
What we will call you: Beagle
Will you critique other's work?: Probably.
Links to your story if you have any: I have a story, but there's no link yet.
Anything you want us to know?: Nope.....

[Tianuki]

Username: Trex
What we will call you: Trex
Will you critique other's work?: Possibly --> Sure, why not?
Links to your story if you have any: None for now.
Anything you want us to know?: Nope.

[rothbart.]

yeesh, I haven't been active on here at all.

Okay, so I've got a pretty vauge plot/character for a story I'd like to attempt once i've got the free time. I'd like it if somebody'd help add little details or just give their opinion on it. uvu

So the main character, by day, is going to seem completely sane and normal, if not a little bit on the smarter side. They (I haven't decided a gender yet), however, suffer from horrible night terrors. The disorientation after waking up lasts unusually long, at the worst sometimes up to a few minutes are needed for them to calm down and realize what's happening to them. The story is set in another land, where there isn't much advancement in the scientific studies, so the character is seen as some sort of prophet. Their "friends" don't see or seem to care how badly this is affecting the sufferer of the terrors and either convince or somehow force them to keep dreaming when they find a method to mellow out the terrors. The character's condition then starts to deteriorate, showing the symptoms of a severe brain tumor (it is never outright stated that a tumor is the cause, because there would be no way of checking with little to no medical advancements in the field of neurology) and eventually being killed by it. Before they die, when their condition is nearing its worst, the people using them realize they're in the wrong and try to help, but there's really not much they can do.

[Tianuki]

Wow. I've been so inactive on the old thread, I didn't know we got a new one. x3 Well anyways, to the point.

So I had this idea ... and I don't know how intriguing it sounds to people. I mean, I'd like to share it on Google Docs with more than just this one friend, soyeah. Is it possible for some ideas to be thrown out there or simply if it sounds interesting enough that you'd read it or not? Thanks.

And as for this "summary"... I think it may be a bit too large. |D



The first era is around 1910, when the English claim India their own. An Indian male struggles to help his family on the plantation he works at. The problem? The English give their workers little pay, forcing him to continue living in poverty. A young girl [ around 15 or so ] was thrown in jail, accused of murder. Years later, she is freed for good behavior. The man offers to help her, unaware of the problems she will bring his family. Despite this, he begins to feel something rather strong for her. When he comes to believe she is only using him, the era switches.

A retro setting in Paris, France this time. A musician left his home town in Spain to earn money by playing his guitar. He boards a train with no tickets, causing him to get kicked out. As the train leaves, he sneaks on it, where he finds a [ not sure if model or actress ]. Since he is practically a vagabond, he has never heard of her, and does not understand why she is so irritated by his presence. As she attempts to make a conversation, it is his turn to find her irritating, as all she speaks about is her boyfriend and how they're going to marry. In her generosity, she offers him a job at the hotel she was staying at, where a lead guitarist was needed to complete the band used to entertain guests at dinner. Gradually, the man falls in love with her, his hopes high that she feels the same. However, she doesn't know how she feels about him. The wedding approaches quickly, and as the man watches in pain, the era switches yet again.

Modern day 'Murica. The son of a recently-deceased famous industrialist, demoralized by his mother's public affair and subsequent departure, gets even more depressed after attending the marriage of the woman he loves to another man. Feeling ashamed to face the world, he walks out of the wedding, takes his car and drives. Where? Not even he knows. In his exhaust, he doesn't notice a car coming head on, causing him to crash. As he steps out of his car, he sees the girl inside gives no response. He fled to the nearest hospital with her in his hands. She hadn't waken up from a coma for about a week, leaving him terribly guilty, and decides it would be a good idea to turn himself in. But the girl then wakes up. He rushes to her, glad to see his time in jail wouldn't be too long. However, the girl was no longer able to see. She made a deal with him: he wouldn't go to jail if he could help her around the house. After all, she lives alone. And then stuff happens, that I'm not even sure of yet. But I know the ending to the entire thing, so it's all good.

I'm quite interested with this idea of how the era switches. Is it like a story that jumps between three stories that are running at the same time and somehow the stories are linked? Correct me if I interpreted it wrong. If you put it up here, I would definitely read it if I find the time. You can always try out the first one or two chapters and see the response towards the story.

[pancreas]

I'm still looking for some beta-readers for my fanfic, so please PM me if you're able to help!
I've also suddenly got the urge for a collaboration hanlock fanfic, but I have only basic knowledge on Hannibal, so it probably isn't a good idea. I do have muse for it, though. |D

Below is the first part of my fourth B.U.R.N chapter. I was wondering whether anyone could take a look? I'll probably end up rewriting it because urg my writing sucks, but it'd be nice to hear some opinions/crit/whatever. :>
(Obviously this part is the rather mundane part back at the flat, after the events of the previous chapters, but I was mostly wondering whether I had their characters right. It's been a couple of months since I've written anything, haha.)

“Coffee. I need coffee,” was how John Watson greeted Lestrade at five o’clock the next morning, his hair rumpled and his shoulders hunched against the chill of the flat. He gave the detective inspector a bleary look, “Do you want… anything?”
“I’m fine, thanks.” Lestrade patted his friend sympathetically on the shoulder as he passed him at the foot of the stairs, “Sorry you had to get up, John. I only needed Sherlock.”
John mumbled something along the lines of the bloody gunshots under his breath as he rooted around the counter for a clean-ish mug. Finding none – his usual mug seemed to have vanished from the kitchen again – he slammed a hand against the wooden countertop and slumped against it, defeated. “Where is Sherlock, anyway?”
“I’m not entirely sure.” Lestrade shrugged, then frowned and pointed at the wall of the sitting room, where round holes in the plaster marked the extent of Sherlock’s growing boredom, “Hang on, are those all bullet holes?”

“I’m here,” The consulting detective materialised in the doorway, a mug cradled in both hands, “I made you tea, John.”
“Tea,” John resisted the urge to scream and smash the mug against the wall, Hulk-style. He had drunk so much of the accursed beverage over the last few days, he was beginning to worry that it would start seeping from his ears. With a visible amount of effort, he pulled himself upright and smiled. “Tea. That’s great, thanks. But I hope you’re not going to make a habit of this drink-preparing business. This isn’t drugged, is it?” His question was only half-joking, and he accepted the mug warily, eyeing it with mild suspicion.
Sherlock sniffed in an affronted manner. “You didn’t have to get up, you know. I was bringing this up to you.”
John’s smile turned brittle at the edges, “Yes, well. Unfortunately I had a bit of trouble sleeping this morning. I think you know why.” He added the last sentence pointedly, levelling a glare at the taller man.
“Nightmares?” Sherlock replied innocently, “I thought you’d overcome those.”
Pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers, John blew out a heavy sigh. “No. This time it was the gunshots, Sherlock. Bloody gunshots. At three in the morning. It’s a wonder you didn’t give Mrs Hudson a heart attack!”
“Oh, she’s had worse, John. No need to spend your nights sitting and fretting over our landlady’s health. She’s much stronger than you make her out to be.” Sherlock waved his hand flippantly in a way that made John grit his teeth to bite back a growl of frustration.
“I wasn’t-“

[hell_hound]

Username: Liana 彡
Story link: http://awesomesauce.forumatic.com/viewt ... =17&t=2471
Thank you.

The story isn't on CS, though. Just to let you know ^^ It's going to be a mature story even though it's from the point of view of a seventeen year old. She'll get older as the story goes, if I even finish it. Post there or post here or wherever if you'd like to comment on it :3 I enjoy hearing what people think of my stuff. It's set in medieval times with elves, dragons, wars, etc. so if you like that sort of thing you should check it out. It's my first story from that time period.

I hope those of you that ready it enjoy!