No Goblins Allowed :: Not NaNoWriMo

The time was drawing near. My time has come.

Would I give up my kingdom so easily? I can always hide.

“Altimis could do it, why can't I?” I yelled, as I slammed my knife deep into the table in frustration. The fingers lying around the table shuddered. I picked another one up and attached it to my stump.

“Gjh lt,” I whispered while holding it at my stump. “GJH LT!” I yelled more desperately afer nothing happened. I grabbed another finger and held it up. “GJH LT! GJH LT! … RRRaaarrrrrgggggghh!” I threw everything aside and flipped my table in rage. The fingers rolled effortlessly across the room, and my knife slid out of the table and onto the ground.

I fell to my knees with my head in my hands. “No, no, no... not like this. I can't end likes this.”

I put too much work into this kingdom. They owe me.

Everyone owes me; Altimis owes me.

I crawled over to my knife and held it high above my head. I paused. The light from the torch danced on its blade.

Funny how fire can provide so much light and so much fear at once.

I quickly embedded the knife into my hand and began to cut out the accursed stump. I cried out in agony, but my adrenaline urged me to continue. I cut out a rectangular chunk from my thumb in until my middle finger. I threw that dead piece away, and watched it bounce along the floor.

I am free. The curse is gone.

I need another finger, where are my fingers?

I look around for a spare finger and I picked one off the ground. I placed it up to my hand and said, “Gjh lt.” I laughed when I saw a bright light appear around my hand. My hand was healing; it was working! To my horror, I saw what was really happening.

The sinews and fibers of lost tendons wove around a mound of red and blue webs. A large black bone protruded where the last bone had been removed. Pink flesh filled in the gaps, and then a thin layer of black, dead, cursed skin covered that. When the light faded, my hand was healed, but it wasn't attached to the finger I held there.

No.

NO!

“NOOOooooooo!”

I stabbed my hand with my knife over and over again. I saw blood leaking all over the floor, from my wounds. It flowed neatly into the grooves between stones and filled my room with an eerie red hue. I raised my mangled hand above my head and bits of flesh dripped into my right eye. I wiped it out and looked at the torch through my hand. I screamed as the pain finally registered.

I cuddled my hand to my stomach and yelled out in between sobs, “Gjh lt... gj... gjh lt.” My hand quickly healed again, but the pain remained. Why did the pain remain?

Why doesn't it go away? Why must I be doomed to die?

Why? Why? Why must I cease?

I heard a knock at my door. “King Felix?”

“NO!”

The knocking stopped, but a confused voice replied instead. “But, the dragons...”

“Get away from me!”

“What are we supposed...”

“Stay away from me!”

There was silence. I liked silence. Then the voice behind the door ruined that silence once more. “Yessir.” I could hear his footsteps echo down the hall. There were two of them. I smiled.

Alone at last. Free. Ever free.

“I! AM! FREE!” I laughed, and laughed, and laughed. There was nothing left to do but wait.

Author:	altimis [ Wed Aug 27, 2014 7:01 am ]
Post subject:	Not NaNoWriMo
Hey guys! My friend and I, in preparation for NaNoWriMo this year, are doing a self-assigned NaNoWriMo starting September. I figured I'd make a mention of it here, and see if anyone was interested. I would be willing to update word counts and all that. There obviously wouldn't be any priezes beyond satisfaction for doing it; but during it we could bounce ideas around, and possibly help each other out of some binds. Needless to say, I'm planning on doing it. I'm going to be writing the third part of the Phoenix King trilogy. I don't know what it's going to be called yet, but I'm leaning towards "Redemption". It takes place almost a year after the final events of the Azure Son. And that's all you're getting! Muwahahahaha! I'm looking forward to finishing the trilogy so I can continue with the series during actual NaNoWriMo. I hope this sounds like fun, because I'll be doing another thing like this come Novermber.

Author:	altimis [ Wed Aug 27, 2014 7:01 am ]
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The official chart for NaNoNoWriMo Days 1 through 10 Participant \| Story \| (1) 1667 \| (2) 3333 \| (3) 5000 \| (4) 6667 \| (5) 8333 \| (6) 10000 \| (7) 11667 \| (8) 13333 \| (9) 15000 \| (10) 16667 altimis \| Redemption \| 3441 \| 4861 \| 5466 \| 6924 \| 7556 \| 9658 \| 10085 \| 10744 \| 12837 \| 14185 anonymous \| TBD \| 000 \| 000 \| 000 \| 000 \| * \| * \| * \| --- \| --- \| --- His computer broke, but it should be fixed soon... Let's be honest, he gave up at this point. I'm gonna have a word with him... Days 11 through 20* Participant \| Story \| (11) 18333 \| (12) 20000 \| (13) 21667 \| (14) 23333 \| (15) 25000 \| (16) 26667 \| (17) 28333 \| (18) 30000 \| (19) 31667 \| (20) 33333 altimis \| Redemption \| 14185 \| 15025 \| 15814 \| 15814 \| 15814 \| 18978 \| 23385 \| 23385 \| 26817\| 26817 Days 21 through 30 Participant \| Story \| (21) 35000 \| (22) 36667 \| (23) 38333 \| (24) 40000 \| (25) 41667 \| (26) 43333 \| (27) 45000 \| (28) 46667 \| (29) 48333 \| (30) 50000 altimis \| Redemption \| 26817 \| 26817 \| 29418 \| 32027 \| 36017 \| 38028 \| 42473 \| 43000 \| 45668 \| 50025

Author:	chinkeeyong [ Wed Aug 27, 2014 11:05 am ]
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Good luck!

Author:	rstnme [ Wed Aug 27, 2014 11:26 am ]
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Oh god I get antsy enough with November's NaNo. Good luck! Did you do camp this year?

Author:	altimis [ Wed Aug 27, 2014 2:02 pm ]
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No I don't keep up-to-date with many things, I mostly just show up, do it, then slink back to the shadows. Mostly because I try to do a bajillion things at the same time. With NaNoWriMo, I have set start time and deadline so that puts every other free-time thing on hold for that month.

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Author:	rstnme [ Thu Aug 28, 2014 10:56 am ]
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Ah, this is why I have a writing partner. I've been forced to crank out 7 pages a week for months now. I've generated about 100 pages of content, which, in the scheme of things, means I'll at least have a novel from start to final edits done every year.

Author:	altimis [ Thu Aug 28, 2014 9:33 pm ]
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I have too much going on to really do that which is why I love NaNoWriMo. It's once a year

Author:	altimis [ Mon Sep 01, 2014 10:45 am ]
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For funsies update: Scene: Altimis is conversing with his son while they both observe a horde of dragons which are preparing for an even greater (yet unknown) threat. Purpose: To reveal an innocent perspective into the story, while introducing a powerful threat.

Author:	altimis [ Tue Sep 02, 2014 8:00 am ]
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Fun little question for you guys: Burnt vs Burned -- I'm leaning towards Burnt myself.

Author:	rstnme [ Tue Sep 02, 2014 12:01 pm ]
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Burnt is an adjective describing something that happened. Burned is a conjugated verb. "The burnt corpses of the villagers littered the main avenue. Up ahead, the town hall burned, its flames so bright midnight seemed conflated with noon."

Author:	altimis [ Tue Sep 02, 2014 1:47 pm ]
Post subject:	Re: Not NaNoWriMo
Both are acceptable and Ii was originally planning on separating the two depending on usage, but I decided for my sake as writing to use only one version. That way if I change my mind, I don't have to search for individual cases, and/or I can go back and edit as an individual basis.

Author:	altimis [ Wed Sep 03, 2014 12:26 am ]
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Most recent scene: Altimis witnessed an entire (recently abandoned) town melt to the ground.

Author:	rstnme [ Wed Sep 03, 2014 9:29 am ]
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altimis wrote: Both are acceptable and Ii was originally planning on separating the two depending on usage, but I decided for my sake as writing to use only one version. That way if I change my mind, I don't have to search for individual cases, and/or I can go back and edit as an individual basis. Burned is really contextual. I child can burn their pinky on a stove, but if said pinky was "burnt" it would be a charred, useless thing. Just my two cents. "Burnt" also sounds archaic, so w/ dragons and all that it would make sense. Really, it's dependent on the vernacular of your narrator and the language employed by your chars.

Author:	altimis [ Thu Sep 04, 2014 5:37 am ]
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I guess that does influence my decision too. From what I see, Burned is more popular in America; Burnt is more popular elsewhere (Australia and Britain were mentioned specifically). What I will do is talk about a burn as a "minor" thing. I'll refer to burnt as a "major" thing. The flames burned the nearby solider distracting him just enough that the dragon engulfed him in flames, and he burnt before he could raise his shield again. The other thing I was thinking about was... Burned for something that is currently burning, Burnt for something that has already been burnt. The torches burned slowly throughout the night; they revealed the burnt bodies scattered across the cavern.

Author:	altimis [ Mon Sep 15, 2014 11:15 pm ]
Post subject:	Re: Not NaNoWriMo
BAH! I've come across a batch of lazy... The new super smash bros came out (for Japan), I started watching House from the beginning, going over Skyrim again, planning for the Khans prerelease... mumble mumble. Today and tommorrow will be catch up days for me. Usually the 15th is, but Monday's are my catch up on sleep days after a busy weekend.

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Author:	altimis [ Thu Sep 04, 2014 11:52 am ]
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Blegh, I'm slacking. I took all day off yesterday.

Author:	altimis [ Mon Sep 08, 2014 12:25 am ]
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Rats I'm falling behind... It's not fair CKY is tempting me with MTG! Nah, weekends are always the roughest for me... catching up!

Author:	rstnme [ Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:21 am ]
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Keep at it!!!!

Author:	altimis [ Wed Sep 17, 2014 4:11 am ]
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Just started a scene with two dragons fighting each other. That should give me more than enough details to catch up to a more tolerable level. I mean, who doesn't like a good dragon fight?

Author:	altimis [ Wed Sep 17, 2014 9:45 am ]
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Alright everyone, I'm looking for an opinion on a piece. It's supposed to be creepy, gross, but oddly logical. I want it to be all those things, but not so gross that people are grossed out by reading it. I want them to be unsettled. I want the imagry there, but not too badly. Think of it in movies where, they show the before and after something terrible happened and its indisputable that it happened, but they don't show the terrible thing actually happening. With that in mind, how does this come across? As a quick background: This character knows they are about to die, and that there is no hope for them. But they continue to fruitlessly try... Spoiler The time was drawing near. My time has come. Would I give up my kingdom so easily? I can always hide. “Altimis could do it, why can't I?” I yelled, as I slammed my knife deep into the table in frustration. The fingers lying around the table shuddered. I picked another one up and attached it to my stump. “Gjh lt,” I whispered while holding it at my stump. “GJH LT!” I yelled more desperately afer nothing happened. I grabbed another finger and held it up. “GJH LT! GJH LT! … RRRaaarrrrrgggggghh!” I threw everything aside and flipped my table in rage. The fingers rolled effortlessly across the room, and my knife slid out of the table and onto the ground. I fell to my knees with my head in my hands. “No, no, no... not like this. I can't end likes this.” I put too much work into this kingdom. They owe me. Everyone owes me; Altimis owes me. I crawled over to my knife and held it high above my head. I paused. The light from the torch danced on its blade. Funny how fire can provide so much light and so much fear at once. I quickly embedded the knife into my hand and began to cut out the accursed stump. I cried out in agony, but my adrenaline urged me to continue. I cut out a rectangular chunk from my thumb in until my middle finger. I threw that dead piece away, and watched it bounce along the floor. I am free. The curse is gone. I need another finger, where are my fingers? I look around for a spare finger and I picked one off the ground. I placed it up to my hand and said, “Gjh lt.” I laughed when I saw a bright light appear around my hand. My hand was healing; it was working! To my horror, I saw what was really happening. The sinews and fibers of lost tendons wove around a mound of red and blue webs. A large black bone protruded where the last bone had been removed. Pink flesh filled in the gaps, and then a thin layer of black, dead, cursed skin covered that. When the light faded, my hand was healed, but it wasn't attached to the finger I held there. No. NO! “NOOOooooooo!” I stabbed my hand with my knife over and over again. I saw blood leaking all over the floor, from my wounds. It flowed neatly into the grooves between stones and filled my room with an eerie red hue. I raised my mangled hand above my head and bits of flesh dripped into my right eye. I wiped it out and looked at the torch through my hand. I screamed as the pain finally registered. I cuddled my hand to my stomach and yelled out in between sobs, “Gjh lt... gj... gjh lt.” My hand quickly healed again, but the pain remained. Why did the pain remain? Why doesn't it go away? Why must I be doomed to die? Why? Why? Why must I cease? I heard a knock at my door. “King Felix?” “NO!” The knocking stopped, but a confused voice replied instead. “But, the dragons...” “Get away from me!” “What are we supposed...” “Stay away from me!” There was silence. I liked silence. Then the voice behind the door ruined that silence once more. “Yessir.” I could hear his footsteps echo down the hall. There were two of them. I smiled. Alone at last. Free. Ever free. “I! AM! FREE!” I laughed, and laughed, and laughed. There was nothing left to do but wait. Does it go too far? Can I go into some more detail? Is it just right?