Book Writers' Nook

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

*I'm back after being gone for a LONG time on this thread!*

I'm currently writing a short story called 'Beast', The name of the story both means a Beast is in it but it also carries on the type of the personality one of the characters has, it is set in Chernobyl and revolves around a man who calls himself 'Prince Corbett' or 'The Beast Prince'. Indeed Corbett is a vampire *Non-twilight* but doesn't admit it and calls himself 'The Beast Prince' insted. He purpose of being in Chernobyl is to find his wicked foe and creator Lord Cue or as he calls him 'The Duke of Shadows'. So basicly the story talks about Corbett's history as he reflects sort of about it and as the story progesses it seemingly gets darker and more sinster as Corbett meets Cue. Now about Cue and Corbett's relations to each, Cue is basicly a vain and somewhat h****y b@stard with one sick morbid personality, in this story he is charming as well as s****wing up Corbett's head. Cue is one of my most desired character as his sinister poisonous charms are almost likable in my eyes, but beware his charms are only on the outside, his real heart is a frozen as a block of ice.

Characters
Prince Corbett Valmont
Lord Cue de Soula
Lord Samaul Hurashire *Briefly mensioned*
General Alfred Wulfcrys *Briefly mensioned*

So who'd be interested in reading my story?

[blue_dun]

Hmm... Xzolhol-Anubis, that sounds... well... beast. XD I'd read it.

At the moment, I'm grounded from my iPod so I'm not doing any really serious work on my Warrior fanfics or The Sparrow and the Eagle. But on our laptop thats sitting behind me, I'm trying to work on a novel based on one of the RP's I'm a member in. Hopefully I can write lots of novels based on that single one- All our threads combined, we're on our 2,388th page and 23,689th post X). I'm doing it by couples, cause we have tons. and I mean Tons.

[midnightmoon]

All our threads combined, we're on our 2,388th page and 23,689th post X). I'm doing it by couples, cause we have tons. and I mean Tons.

I know what you mean about couples... I swear they happen by accident. Even in my own stories I have to limit myself. It's like teenage girl writer syndrome... Not saying you're a teenage girl. But I am. So yeah.

[Erille]

I wrote a semi-short story about a video game, except it was a horror video game story. It's about basically like a voodoo game where the girl who plays it, has a character with her name and the only purpose of the game is to survive . . the first fight. She'ss fighting a man who can turn into a wolf who she calls the Werewolf-Man and his army of wolf-men who are just humans with wolf heads.
And if you want to turn what happened I'll post a link. It's just a short story and it has a few spelling mistakes but I love the idea so much I might write more about it and maybe make it a book, not a novel but maybe a 150 to 200 pages or so since anythign under that is a book that I know I would never read since any books under 100 pages I can finish in an hour or less.

I also think I might make this a RP but that's irrelevant.

You can see the story here: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=253903&start=1380

[blue_dun]

All our threads combined, we're on our 2,388th page and 23,689th post X). I'm doing it by couples, cause we have tons. and I mean Tons.

I know what you mean about couples... I swear they happen by accident. Even in my own stories I have to limit myself. It's like teenage girl writer syndrome... Not saying you're a teenage girl. But I am. So yeah.

As far as I know, all of us in the RP are teenage girls, including me. So I have a really strong feeling you're right. XD

EDIT: Here's a little bit of the Novel. It's called Dangerous Destiny, and the series is called Kokana (The imaginary world where everyone lives). So here I go with the prologue:

The young man’s eyes shoot open with alarm, to register a green, transparent, choking world. “Where am I?” is the desperate thought that runs through his head as he gazes around at the mad scientist lab he is being held prisoner in. It seems to be a great stone room. Potions, stacks and stacks of paper, and many other things the man cannot even begin to think of names for are strewn helter-skelter across the floor. In the man's eyes, everything is so surreal...
But even stranger is the realization that he has never awoken before. Who is he, and why is he here? Is he going to be trapped here forever?
Suddenly a man walks in the room. He is not much older than his subject, and is carrying five small pieces of metal in his hands. “One called Wasteland, for Tsunami… one called King, for Cyclone… one called Triad, for Nova… one called Sublime, for Polar, and finally, my pride and joy, for Ion, Killjoy.” The man mutters to himself as he walks to the desk where the funny glass thing is sitting, and sits down to count them all again. “Five. Now, before long, I will have to choose for my lab rat.” His glance wanders to the young man in the specimen tube. Seeing that his little friend is awake gets no reaction from him. He just smiles wickedly, and says, “Well, Well, now he is awake, I see? Hmmm… Now I must ponder, which one would he be worthy of?...” The man tilts his head this way and that while he speaks. “The one that will get Killjoy must live forever, even if they are killed in any way. But you… No, you, my guinea pig, my first attempt, you will not live forever, only be reborn.”
“Isn’t that living forever?” The young man wants to ask, but cannot find his voice.
“I’ve already tested you with Wasteland and Sublime, and those aren’t the best for you. Wasteland desires a person that has a brilliant intellectual and strategic mind, while Sublime wants blind fury,” the strange man went on to say. “and I already know that King would want someone a little more beefy. So, I believe that I shall try Triad on you. After all, a strong-willed heart is its greatest wish, and the knowledge about you I store is a clear example of that. Anyway, Mr. Daemien already knows the alpha, beta, and omega. Now go back to sleep, by the order of the one who gives the memories, and takes them away.”
Despite himself, the young man felt himself falling asleep again. No matter how hard he tried to resist it, he could not keep his eyes open… within a minute, he felt himself drifting into a lazy sleep once more…

He woke up again to bright light, and the same man standing over him in a white suit and mask. Then, the young man blacked out and knew nothing else …

[sealsnoot]

This is really stupid, but right now I'm writing a play/skit called "Expectations". Any advice?

[blue_dun]

This is really stupid, but right now I'm writing a play/skit called "Expectations". Any advice?

With plays, I guess the best advice I can give you is to write it in the typical play format. And make sure to give details on the stage directions and things like that. I tried to write a video game script once... its still unfinished on the computer at my grandma's house. XD

[sealsnoot]

This is what I have so far:

Setting: Manhattan, Fall
Scene 1: Central Park
Scene 1 Characters: Andrea, Max, Taylor, Sam, and TJ
(Scene one)
(Andrea, Max, Taylor, and TJ enter through stage right. Looks like they are walking home from school. Come on stage talking.)

Andrea: (Laughs as enter stage) That is really funny!
Taylor: (Nods in agreement) Yeah, isn’t it? Sam can be pretty stupid sometimes!
Andrea: (Grins) Yeah, I know, right?
Max: (Remains silent)
Taylor: (Glances at Max) Hey Max, are you ok?
Max: (Nods) Yeah, fine. But why are you guys talking about Sam behind his back? Don’t you like him or something? (Looks at Taylor)
Taylor: (Shrugs) That was a long time ago, Max. I am so over Sam!
Andrea: Plus, she already has a boyfriend. Right, TJ? Gage asked her out at lunch, remember?
TJ: (Nods, but does not reply)
Taylor: (Blushes) Yeah, Gage asked my out to the dance. But that doesn’t exactly mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend. Yet.
Max: I……I gotta’ go, ok? See you over the weekend. (Exits stage left)
Andrea: What’s his problem? The moment we start talking about Sam he freaks out!
TJ: He’s just uncomfortable talking behind his friend’s back like this.
Andrea: Why are you defending him, TJ? All you do is fight.
TJ: Because Sam’s my friend, too! (Storms off stage right)
Taylor: (Rolls eyes) Geez! What is everyone’s problem today?
(Sam enters stage right)
Sam: Hi guys! Where was TJ going? (Runs up to Taylor and Andrea)
Andrea: (Shrugs) No idea.
Sam: (Shrugs) Why didn’t you guys wait for me at school? I had to go to the library and get some books.
Taylor: (Glances at Andrea) Max had to get home, but he didn’t want to go alone. So we went with him. He ran ahead without us because he was going to be late. He didn’t what he was being late at, though.
Sam: Oh. I guess I’ll ask him later, then.

[blue_dun]

That is cool. Looks perfect to me.

[sealsnoot]

I'm so bored. I have nothing intresting to write. -_-*