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/tongue.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":P" border="0" alt="tongue.gif" /> I just thought of this, as I am trying to do a written essay right now, and the idea hit me. Do what you want, but first make a rough beginning of the story, and let some people review it. They can help you, improve some stuff, and it can be a good starter if you want to make a separate thread for your fic. Try to build around the idea of Ge.Ne.Sis, to keep it on topic with most of this site. That is all, and I might make a poll of stories, if anyone wants
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want to try a fanfic, but I'm scared my skills will not be up to par with yours. I personally like a nice, dark story, and the characters I've made so far can fit that. I don't like fanfics in general, the only reason being that some characters are either different, or just go thrown out a window and replaced by a copy. I admire a good story, but I put a serious tone on a lot of writing, because I think comedy is rather....rigid and hard to create. It has to be flexible and really, truly funny, and few people possess such skills. Very little makes me laugh(in books anyway), and creating that is harder. I could even create a realistic horror(though I would not, as I am literally going to get nightmares from my own story) that could scare you stiff. My descriptions in my personal fantasies span over 2 pages of college ruled paper on average, taking in every little detail. I really just want the reader to know what is in my mind when I visualize stuff, so I don't have to bore them with the details. As much I would want to try a half-baked job, my entire being goes against it. Even in school, if I have homework and it's around 10 PM, I'll finish the entire thing(I did an entire project for 10 hours, starting from 8 PM, that was due the next day) and will do my best. Maybe it's because my entire family was brought up like that(so that would, excuse my stereotype, be like a typical Asian thing) and it's deeply ingrained in my brain. Sorry, I'm off topic. Anyway, I could help you with it, maybe give you suggestions on what is what. It's just an idea, but I love reading things, and especially like to give my thoughts. I'll reread the fanfics again, as I've had my brain turn into mush by too much video games(can't really retain much now, and I forget a l
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must put it on the GCC thread. If you've exceeded the limit, list the bio, name, attacks(in general), personality, and other stuff you want to explain to me on this thread.That is all.EDIT: for some reason, I double posted. This is accidental. Sorry.EDIT AGAIN:
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This is a small bit I made, and I want to see what you think. The main protagonist is going to be Aspen, and the Ge.Ne.Sis team will go into my story after talking about Aspen. This is a rough draft, so pardon how short it is, but I want to make a fanfiction without too much typing and some feedback before making a final draft. It starts with Aspen's history and childhood, as well as his time in the alternate war world. He'll meet up with the Ge.Ne.Sis team, where they will find him in the war world instead of going to alternate London(my personalities and dialogue of them will be rough, as I don't have enough info on that to really bring them alive and be realistic). Aspen will be weak in this story, at least for a while. Please tell me what could be improved, taken out, replaced, or shortened in my writing. I'll add a bit each day, building the story along. The first chapter will be around a page long, and will go in depth about his younger years. The next one will be about the transition from one world to the other. Here you go. I'll put it in first person perscective, to get an inside look at his thoughts. The intro will be third person, though, because he was too young, and I want to make the start very clear. It switches to his perspective after the starting dialogue has passed. When I typed it up, I made it as I went along. The Ge.Ne.Sis characters will be introduced in a few more chapters, because I want to tell about Aspen's life and thoughts. Tell me what you think about it. I made it around 2 pages long, one more than I said. I still haven't thought up a title, so please give me some good ideas. The italicized paragraphs are his thoughts, just to do some distinguishing. Hope you like it.A Cursed Child“He's not going to live.”“Of course he will, the scan is wrong.”“It's correct, and I told you, the “The abnormal cells have already reproduced to the hundred thousands, and his body is starting to fail.”“The boy will live, and I'll make sure of that.”“No, you know the rules. If a child is born with a disease this serious, he will have to be dealt with, quickly and with minimal contamination.”“You don't even know if it is contagious! It could very well disappear in the next few years.”“Your deluding yourself. “.......I'm sorry John, but he's my only family, and I'll do what I have to do, even if I lose my job.”“........Very well, but right after this he will be contained, and you will be fired after they find us out.”“Us? You mean to help me?”“Yes Nath, even if I lose my own job too.”“Then let us start, and pray to the stars he will survive.”10 years later..........“Hey, Aspen, are you okay?”“Did you hear me Aspen?” John queried, not unkindly.“I was thinking too much, and lost attention,”I mused.Nodding my head to him, I closed my eyes, resting them for a while. He looked at me with paternal love, glad I was okay. In truth, I had the feeling of pain. My body was straining out with all its energy, trying to keep me living. The pain of the infected organs has already been reduced to a dull ache, but it was still there, lurking, waiting for a chance to destroy me. It would keep me awake through the nights, placing me in a state of semi-sleep, the pain eating at my sanity. I feel I would go crazy with pain, if I had not the intellect to keep this at bay. John smiled a real one this time, putting my tray of food at the desk, and walking away. I saw a fleeting look of anguish and panic on his face for a moment, but I could've been my imagination. I hungrily ate the food, my body needing it. As soon as I was done with the chicken and vegetable rice, I placed my eyes on the algebraic equation set in front of me, one that fooled great minds. I wanted to focus on this, to not think about the pain, and the look I saw, now sure, that was in his features. I suppressed a muscle spasm, just barely, and started to right down the answer to what should've fooled me. I was tired of everthing.
