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The Edge of Fate: Chapter One

SUMMARY: When a series of prophecies slowly begin to unfold, Avalon finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of fate. Now, she must seek the help of its other players before the aftermath takes her and her kingdom down with her.

WORD COUNT: 1650+ words

AUTHOR’S NOTE: So after a few plot bunnies here and there, I’ve decided to turn this Endless Summer AU into a full-on series. This is set in The Crown and The Flame universe, with the premise of Avalon (MC) being the princess of the kingdom Erregal. The other ES characters will be introduced throughout the series, with a few TCATF cameos from time to time as well.

Also for Round Twenty-Eight of #ChoicesCreates by @holly-park and hosted by @ladyashtonofcordonia. Written while listening to Fight or Fall by Really Slow Motion. (Rating: T) 

It was a quarter to midnight.

The nobles flounced about. Intoxicated ladies giggled and snorted at the new statue in the grand ballroom. Princes and knights boasted of their latest heroic deeds, reenacting them for the small crowd that had gathered. King Xepheus sat on the throne, clinking his goblet of wine against that of King Everett.

Princess Avalon stood by the tall glass windows, her foot tapping impatiently as she watched the celebration with a frown. The goblet in her hand had been emptied hours ago, but she was too caught up with trying to figure out what the visiting king was planning that she had forgotten to have it refilled.

“This turned out to be quite entertaining, didn’t it?” A young woman moved to stand by Avalon’s side, barely getting any notice from the blonde princess. After a few seconds, she tried again, “Are you enjoying yourself, Avalon?”

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anonymous asked:

how long did it take for you to come up with the story for your nuzlocke? Did you start planning before or after you began playing the game, and how much of it transformed during and after you played? Were you designing the art for the comic while you wrote the story, or were they two separate stages? No pressure, I was just wondering and thought I'd ask! Your comic is fantastic!

Honestly, I did like letting my mind wander while I was playing the game, but I wasn’t super concerned with having a solid plot at that point. Most of my ideas during that time were just for fun, like a bunch of “what-if”s.

I didn’t start seriously plotting until after I’d finished the game, using those initial ideas as jumping off points. Most of the original ideas I had while playing changed pretty drastically by the time I was drawing up the first pages, tbh, either by being completely dropped (Roman was originally an adult taking the league challenge as a rite of passage) or by being reworked a ton to fit the rest of the plot (I always imagined Talia chasing after Roman to bring him back to Vaniville, but her motives for doing that have been totally rewritten).

Art and writing were definitely done simultaneously! In fact there are very, very early sketches of Roman in my files before I even had the idea of Vacants as a story point, haha. Hell, my early sketches weren’t even drawn with the thought that Burn Away was going to be a full-fledged comic. Originally, I was toying with the idea of an illustrated script kind of story.

Oh! and thank you so much!

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Archer “Archie” Gaffy lowlife, bastard, petty thief, and with a habit of wasting matches

Played him during the larp “Vansinne” this year, set in a different land heavily inspired by 1800s england, with flavors of hp lovecraft, dishonored, and the like

I had a blast during this larp, and honestly I think it’s my top one as of yet overall, the setting, the character, and the characters I played with all worked out phenomenally, I had some great plots going on with all of my friends, some of which didn’t get resolved and even ended up with a pretty good arc and in the end a chance at redemption which Archer almost spolied for himself just a few hours later, all for his his adoptive older brother/terrible rolemodel Rudy

Ended up breaking the one moral code I had with him, that he in all his life of being an outcast and hanging around criminals, murder was the one thing he had always refused and condemned, but with enough pressure, the haunting and general supernatural fucked up aura of the town Shallowbrook, and the crushing fear of loosing the only person he cared about was enough to send him over the edge, killing the man who tried to kill Rudy, ended up getting shot by the law enforcement as soon as he pulled the trigger, but for Rudy he figured it was worth it, that, and after killing he wasn’t sure he saw himself deserving of life anyway

It was all amazing and I’m almost certain I’m going to play him again, since I still have a few plots who remains unsolved, things he still doesn’t know, and I’m stoked to try to figure out what’s ahead of him, if he’s going to take his chance at redemption and a honorable life or if he will ruin his chance due to guilt and the undying love and loyality he feels for Rudy

Saw the newest Ducktales~ (Edit: I just noticed there were two new episodes. This post is all in reference to “Daytrip of Doom.” XD Now to watch the next one…)

Scrooge was perfect in every one of his scenes.

Donald vs Beakley was amazing every time they were on screen.

I’m still iffy on the new Webby. Especially for those five seconds I was scared the boys “didn’t want to play with Webby” plot was going to invade the series again but for an entirely new reason (thankfully that didn’t happen).

Last but not least, two words: Ma Beagle.

That is all.

anonymous asked:

i'm interested in playing adelaide kane, but I'd like a few plots for her maybe. is anyone interested?

you guys know what to do!

Gimmie a plot where two people are placed into witness protection at the same time and end up having to pretend to be a cute married couple living in the suburbs. Give me a hardened criminal who sold out his boss for his freedom having to pretend to be a nice guy working at some cheesy nine to five job. Give me a pure, kind hearted girl who walked in on a murder and testified because it was the right thing and now has to deal with what she’d been through. Give me them trying to play house with annoying neighbors and forgetting their new fake names. It will be so cute and funny and I just want it ok

anonymous asked:

I need the story of the Underground Shakespearian Ring

Okay, so the school I went to for 9th grade had this really bizarre grading setup that I still don’t understand- for some reason, instead of the teachers writing up and grading tests and exams and the like, all the work was sent to an unknown third party for them to grade??? It made no sense.

Now, for the most part, the school had decent teachers, and they would just teach the curriculum correctly and then you wouldn’t run into problems with the grading. My English teacher was not one of those teachers.

So like, she hated me pretty early on- she was my homeroom teacher and thought it was disrespectful that I slept in homeroom in the mornings (I was on sleeping pills and they never wore off completely until around 10am), I never had the vocab homework in on time (someone kept breaking into my locker and stealing my vocab books I had to buy a new one like five times), she thought it was “inherently pessimistic and stuck up” when she caught me reading a book called ‘Ninth Grade Slays’ (it was about vampires, not her?), and during our Greek Mythology unit I kept correcting her about the name pronunciations of the gods (she pronounced Hephaestus as Hepatitis one time holy shit). 

Anyway, her feelings on me aside, her teaching skills were shoddy at best. But I had had way worse teachers, so had the rest of the class, and Greek myths are pretty straight-up in what’s going on, so no one really had trouble with the third-party tests.

Then we get to the Romeo and Juliet unit.

Now, fun fact: Shakespeare has always come pretty easily to me. Like, to the point where I sometimes forget/fail to understand that other people have an incredibly hard time translating his works. (I told this whole story to my friends in the school I went to for 10th/11th/12th grade and when the drama department put on ‘Midsummers Night Dream’ one year, more than half the cast tried to get me to translate their scripts and monologues for them lmao).

So, anyway, I’m just a girl, reading Romeo and Juliet and digging how it’s going…and then the teacher starts ‘translating’ it.

Um.

I cannot sift through all the bullshit this woman was spewing, but let’s just say that my favorite part is during Romeo’s spew about Rosaline, there’s one part where he says something like ‘with cupid’s arrow/she hath diane’s will’, and the teacher was taking this to mean Rosaline was a Super Lesbian who was breaking the law or something and running away with her lover Diane, which would be a rad storyline, sure, but like…I’m just raising my hand like “Um Ma’am, Diana is the Roman goddess of chastity. What Romeo meant is that she told him she’s sworn off love and is probably becoming a nun?” and this woman just got. So angry. Like, excuse me, you are a student, you’re here to learn, so you clearly don’t know anything about this (I read Romeo and Juliet for the first time in like preschool whoops). Anyway, she continues on making up her own plot to the play, and I…well I was basically Hermione Fucking Granger at this point I couldn’t just sit there and listen to someone be this wrong about something omfg??? She just got angrier and angrier and stopped calling on me after a while.

So for a couple lessons I’m just left to seethe quietly, but one day after class this girl I knew since grade school came up to me and was like “Could you…? Tell me what the hell we’re supposed to be learning?” and I didn’t even like her but I liked the validation of being someone’s Chosen Teacher so I wrote out a summary for her of everything we had covered so far so she could actually write a comprehendible essay for our homework that night.

But THEN the during the class when we got our essays back, she made a HUGE DEAL, like ‘oh Molly, it wasn’t bad enough that you’ve been failing this course material, now you have to drag your friends into it by trying to re-write the play?’ (l m a o). Like this bitch had literally tried to fight me on ‘Paris is the guy Juliet’s father wants her to marry’ and she didn’t even put a grade on my essay where I said the play only ended in tragedy because of how young and naïve the kids were, that if they had taken a breather and thought things through it probably would’ve been fine (it was a damn good essay and I stand by it). But anyway, she’s trying to make me out to my classmate’s as someone who’s trying to sabotage their education for laughs.

This backfired on her.

See, it dawned on people one by one, that she was only teaching the wrong material -> so they wouldn’t know the right material -> so when they eventually would take the exams they would only have her crazy answers -> which the third party graders wouldn’t know about -> everyone fails this course that’s like half the overall grade of the year.

Most students consider that a problem.

So suddenly the class has decided I’m the fucking Shakespeare Whisperer or something, and one by one start begging me for help. At first I was confused, because as I said, it’s so easy for me that I didn’t realize literally the entire class was lost out of their asses here. omfg. So I was really getting hassled here but I didn’t want my entire class to fail you know???? So I started meeting with people during study halls or texting them after school so they knew what was going on. And then they started telling people in this teacher’s other classes, including upperclassmen who were lost as fuck, so this was quickly spiraling out of control on my end, but overall people were really starting to understand the plays better!! So I was feeling really great.

But then, the teacher noticed that none of the homework getting handed in to her matched up with her crazy translations, and knew I was the sole person to blame (naturally). She literally tried to get me suspended over this, she went to the school’s disciplinarian!

Note: This guy, Mr. C, knew I was a God damn angel- my science class was off the charts, inappropriately awful, so every time one of our science teacher’s wanted to give the entire class detention, instead of calling Mr. C up to the class room as was the rule, they’d send me down to get him so he’d know to write up every student except for me. So when my English teacher dragged me in there he was looking her like “What on Earth could this girl have possibly done to piss you off?” 😂😂

And when she explained he looked at her for a very long moment, glanced at me with a signature ‘Office’ Reaction Face™ , turned back to her and was like “You want her suspended…for starting a study group?” and I was CHOKING.

So that really pissed her off and they started fighting and this was a very overworked and Done man so at some point he gave up and was like “I’m not suspending her but fine we can put a ban on the study group if you leave my office” omfg. So all the other students get notified and now they’re back to freaking out about the upcoming exams.

So like two days later, I’m at lunch, complaining about this to one of my friends who had a different English teacher and thus no problem, and I’m on this whole angry rant (Because I’m pissed, a bunch of kid’s grades are gonna get fucked up because of this! They just wanted to do well! I just wanted to help them!) and my friends staring at me quietly the whole time and when I finish I’m like “What?” and she’s just like “…Molly did you literally start up Dumbledore’s Army in our fucking school?” and I died on scene.

But then I started thinking about the comparison and I was like? You know fucking what? If Harry Potter can get those kids to pass their fucking DADA test I can help kids pass their fucking English Exam. Bring it the fuck on, Umbridge.

So I started Spreading The Word that anyone who needs help with their Shakespeare course can still get help, we just all need to meet up once to hash out the details. After some back and forth notes and deliberations, we ended up meeting in the school library, which was hilarious for a few reasons:

1) It was directly across the hall from this teacher’s classroom.

2) It was actually a converted janitors closet, way smaller than all the other classrooms, and there were like 50 people shoved in there; Not exactly an ideal Room of Requirement

3) The library carried no Shakespeare texts, but had the entire Harry Potter series on display to see when you first walked in

But anyway, despite the fact that we were literally three feet away from her door while we were doing this, our teacher was none the wiser of the meeting. We worked out a game plan- everyone writes out bullshit essays that align with what the teacher’s expecting. After she grades those and gives them back, they get them to me- slipping them in my locker, handing it to me discreetly in the halls or in another class, what have you. I then try to power through the dizzying amount of confusion radiating out of the teacher’s mouth and onto these papers, and more or less write out better translation of what was going on in whatever scene they covered, what the highlights they needed to know were, stuff like that, and then slip it back to them in similar discreet fashion (so the teacher/disciplinarian wouldn’t see me and get suspicious ; also because I was like 15 and wanted to feel like a super cool secret agent). They would then keep my copies and use them as study guides for the upcoming exams, where they would then answer all the questions correctly, the way the third party graders would mark correctly, and pass the exams + the bullshit essays would get them high marks in the teacher’s homework grades. The teacher never caught on to what was happening, just thought her students finally started paying attention to her.

All in all, it was a complicated mess, but it fucking worked. I don’t think anyone failed their exams that year. Will I ever be cooler? No. I think I fucking peaked when I was 15.

i’ve had a ‘what if the water tribe were the invaders and katara who had to hunt down the avatar’ idea since like 2010 and every now and then i like drawing katara as a brooding warrior princess desperate to win back the honour of her tribe bc it’s badass

i really, really want a plot where muse a is a naive, sweet, romantic, whimsical little thing with a whole lot of optimism and sunshine in their veins and muse b is the complete opposite; a total player who has someone new in their bed every weekend and hates responsibilities and just spends a lot of their time fucking around. somehow these two have been friends for a while, despite their differing personalities, and one day muse a ends up having to move out of their apartment due to a fire or an infestation or something and muse b is the one who offers to put them up for the time being. it’s all well and good except muse a has terrible nightmares constantly and one night muse b is sick and tired of it (and deep down a little concerned) so gets into bed with muse a until they stop crying and shaking and fall asleep in muse b’s arms instead. cue awkward muses sleeping in the same bed every night and it actually helping muse a a lot with the nightmares, and lots of cuddling and feelings ensue. muse b, being the player they are, are terrified of the idea of liking someone but muse a is pretty much already head over heels and ANGST !!

you know, I just realized what bothers me so much about even just the thought of jon kneeling, of giving the north to dany

it’s not the bad writing or the forced romance; it’s not even that sansa would be hated and ridiculed for such a decision, even though she would be

it’s that sansa went through everything for the dream of home - of the north. She was abused and tormented and tortured, physically and emotionally, and all she wanted was to go home

she was told over and over and over that her sole purpose, from the moment her father died, was to be the way another gained entry into the north

that she was just a tool to be used, for someone else to control her home

and here’s jon, giving it to someone. Giving away her home, her freedom, her safety

everything she’s worked for, every soldier she’s welcomed into her home for him; every northern lord she’s convinced to follow jon in his absence; every fire she’s put out, literally and figuratively; every time she’s refused to crown, because it belongs to jon

and he just gives it away

more than that, Robb died trying to free the north from the south; catelyn died trying to free the north from the south. Their blood runs through the country; their sacrifice made it possible for the north to be it’s own, independent kingdom

and there’s jon, just giving it away

I couldn’t stop thinking about the post that @banavalope made about their interpretation on BOTW!Link, so I couldn’t pass up on drawing him. Their outfit/armor choice is just so nice? I admire the idea so much honestly.

I finished BBS the other day for the first time and I just want my blue-haired daughter to be happy

give me a ship w people with superpowers pleASE? like i will do anything - kids who got in an accident together and both ended up with super powers they have to keep hidden, a hero/sidekick dynamic, hero/villain dynamic, people who meet at a specific school for people with superpowers, one with superpowers they have to keep hidden from the other, ANYTHING. 

V Route Tips Day 1 - 11

I’ll make this one post. The whole deal is in one post… because I don’t want to put endless links in the Masterpost though. 


Disclaimer: 

  • This will contain spoilers. I’ve done my best to not spoil the plot. 
  • This is how I personally played through this. I’ve gotten the normal ending. But I assume it’s like the other routes, depending on guests. But I can not 100% confirm this will work for everyone.
  • I am not entirely sure how many guests you need to get the good ending. Someone told me you need 15 Guests in order to get it, instead of 9 or 10 in the other routes. I’ve had 13 Guests iirc… So yeah that’s not enough.

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