Character Idea

Idea:
Fochlucan Lyrist Female named Revema (prone to dreaming). Short, thin, long brown hair, brown right eye, grey left eye.
Hailing from The Evinrealm, the forested, moonlit lands at the edge of the world, she was raised by the silent watchers who dwell there. One day as she wandered through the woods she found herself where there were no stars, and then no woods. She became lost in the foreign world of people. She learned Common and now seeks a path home.
She is quiet and dodgey, trusting none but her goddess, Sehanine. She carries a harp, sword and cloak from the Evinrealm. She is unaligned.

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The Tale of Nikolao

Story idea:

Nikolao is a young bard living in a heavily wooded and very romanticised country. He is somewhat famous for his unusual appearance and naïvete but the latter of these attributes protects him from the populace's lack of seriousness towards his music. He is pure-hearted and caring.

People are mean not just to him, but also to each other and have lost respect for the forest in which they live. Angered, the spirit of the forest begins cursing the people. Niko looks for the goddess to plead on humanity's behalf and show her that there is hope for mankind.
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This story will make extensive use of Esperanto.

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Idea!

Would have posted this forever ago but I had forgotten a part of it.

Story:
Semi-Dystopian near-future, Northern Asian/Southern Russian city. People live quiet but anxious lives in a sort of quarantine. A virus/syndrome/parasite (undecided as of yet) called Sirius has crippled at least a portion of human society. It's cause is unknown, but it turns people's hair black and eventually causes severe headaches, mania, aggression a physical capabilities in affected humans. To counteract this, a top-authority "police" named "MOS" (Pronounced "moss," will backronym it later) has been formed. People refer to its members as "Mossmen." They have complete authority over the government and are allowed to kill whomever the want, whenever they want, in the interest of protecting the citizenry.

They monitor people (not extensively) and immediately execute any who show aggression or defiance towards them. People born with black hair are given ear-tags to show that they are not infected and are required to undergo monthly testing to ensure that have not contracted Sirius.

Executions are very common; every day specially equipped Mossmen come through the streets and incinerate whatever bodies lay in the gutters. The people live quiet lives in a mixed-culture city but always are afraid that something they do could cause them to be executed for the protection of society.
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I want super near future. It's very inspired by Half Life 2

September 16th, 2010

Cross-posted directly from deviantART for archiving purposes:

Been reading The Blue Lagoon (I'm almost done with it now) and it's inspired me to pick up an OLD story I started writing long, long ago.

**Skip this if you don't care to read it**

I don't remember what inspired me to it (I've always had this romantic idea of living as a castaway on an island with the one I love, though) or when I started writing it, but I have a tiny bit of a story that at the time was called "Prometheus" (it's name is now being changed).
A young enlistee in the British Navy (named Isaac for now, I've mentioned it's a place-holder name for me) in the late nineteenth century wakes up in a shanty on an island under the care of a beautiful native girl temporarily named Revadi (Esperanto, roughly translates as "To Day-Dream with Intent," this is a word that I've pieced together myself and I may not fully understand the exact meaning of the -ad- suffix, but Lerno means the act of learning and Lernadi means "to study"). She lives in a small village on an island with a tall pinnacle in the middle that reaches up into the clouds. Revadi says that people on the island are named by those who care for them and she gives him a name (I'm not sure just what, though)

Those on the island have never seen anyone or anything from the outside world. Despite this they speak English. Isaac at first tries to rationalise this but gives up. They believe themselves to be the only people living on the only land in the world. Whether or not this is true is left to the reader to decide. He is told that anyone who scales the pinnacle will find what he is searching for. Isaac decides that once he has fully recovered his strength, he will do so in search of a way home. Nothing supernatural happens in the story, but things do not happen normally.

Either this will be explicitly stated by the narrator or inferred by the narration itself, but the other people on the island fade and disappear and Isaac forgets that there was ever anyone or anywhere but them and the island. Revadi, likewise notices nothing about this. Despite having forgotten his reasons for doing so, Isaac sets out to climb the pinnacle accompanied by Revadi. They both act in a dreamlike-manner as they climb together and eventually, even Revadi vanishes and Isaac has no memory of her. This happens just as or before he reaches the top. The top of the pinnacle is flat and round and he crawls up onto it and--

I'm not sure yet. Something vague or uncertain happens. In my original ideas he looked up and saw the ocean in the sky above him as though this all had been some sort of dream-like reality or like the sky was just another ocean with an island in it and people in both oceans looked up and saw the clouds between them and the clear blue above.

I've almost entirely ditched that ending.

**Okay, you can pick up here if you're skipping**

Anyway, I suddenly don't feel as beaten up and down-trodden as I have been. It's strange, but things look brighter to me. I don't know, maybe I'm getting more organised or something.

As part of my Introduction to Education class I'm going to be observing/assisting a teacher at a local middle school for the next ten weeks. Every Friday from 10:00-12:00. I no longer get to go home on Thursday nights, but oh well...

Now we're cooking with Steam

Alternatively titled "Wired for Steam"

I got a running Windows Partition, installed Steam and bought Left 4 Dead and Left 4 Dead 2 (combo pack :3)

Look me up, if you play. The name is "Vespero"

Shallow Things

My last two posts (or maybe just my last one, I don't remember) have been long, drawn out, expressions of my thoughts. This post will not be.

I got blood drawn yesterday (two days ago, actually, but since I have not gone to bed yet I will refer to everything as though it were still Friday) and now I have a red spot on the inside of my right elbow. I have a freckle on the inside of my left elbow, so now I'm symmetrical.

I finished reading The Forest of Hands and Teeth! Great book (it's full of pain and heartache though, so don't read it if you get too empathetic for characters). Definitely reading the second one. Also! In the "About the Author" bit at the end, I found out that the author is from Greenville! (For those of you unfamiliar with Northern South Carolinian Political Geography, that's just a short drive from Spartanburg and is, in fact, where I'm going to college)

I'm going to college. I'm moving out in a week.

Things are about to get krazy.

Post Scriptum
The "k" in "krazy" indicates extra craziness.
Source.

Escapism

Lots of people read to escape their lives. I don't. I don't read to get away, or even because I like it (I'm horribly slow at it). I read for two reasons: Firstly, I want to know. Whenever people reference Faust or The Divine Comedy or any other thing, I want to know what they are talking about. But more than that, I want to know it to such a degree that no one (at least, no one I will come in contact with) will be able to say they know more about it than I do. It's weird, but I hate it. So I read old stuff that people mention, but no one ever reads so that I can say "I've read that" and show people up by expanding that one point of the conversation to an area that I feel superior in.

What was I talking about?

Oh, secondly, I read because there's something that interests me in the topic or story. Really I guess I also will read something if I simply love the story, but that's rare (except with Narnia <3)
Don't get me wrong, I love stories and their messages and books, but the actual act of reading is hard for me.

Uhm...

Right, Escapism. Some people use reading as a form of escapism. It makes me think too much. I think too much about my writings when I read. I don't play adventure games or RPGs to escape either. Again, I think too much about writings when I play those, usually because of the action and wonderful stories.

What do I do to escape? I play Harvest Moon.
I have a weird relationship with the Harvest Moon series of games. I love them so, so much. But they make me sad. Melancholy, I suppose is the better word. Not so much now as they used to, but I still feel weird when I play.

For those of you who don't know, Harvest Moon is a game series where you run a farm. You grow crops, raise animals, befriend the villagers, expand your house and marry any one of several possible mates which are available for courtship. It's kind of like Farm Sim meets Dating Game.

I can sit down and blow hours watering, harvesting, caring for cows, mining ore, giving presents to the girl I like. I never get tired of it. Once while I was on vacation, I sat down one morning and beat the first game of the series in 13 hours, only stopping to get food. I was sick at the time though.

I'm very weird about my preferences in women. Part of me is quiet and shy and wants a girl that is active and loud and will get me to do things. Another part of me is confident and in control and wants a girl that's quiet, so that I can take her hand bring her out into the world.

In Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town (which I am currently playing again) I married Karen my first time playing. Karen is a loud, dominant red-head who likes to get drunk from time to time. I think maybe since I was new to the game, I wanted someone more controlling.

On this time playing, however, I went the opposite way. I am currently courting Mary, the librarian, who's awkward and shy, but very cute. Maybe it's because I know this game inside and out and am feeling more confident?

The weirdest thing is that I have a girlfriend, :devbasilfaery: and she doesn't fit either category at all, but I'm perfectly happy. When I played when I was younger I dreamed of growing up, moving to the country and living happily with a cute, shy little wife (I was really weird in middle school), but now, I don't think about that at all. I like where I'm going in life, and I can't wait to get there.