Archive | July 2012

Countdown to Addergoole: What is Addergoole?

What is Addergoole?

Good question!

Addergoole is the title of two web serialized stories, the completed Addergoole set in the 5th year of the school, and the upcoming Addergoole Year Nine, set in, yes, the 9th year of the school with all-new characters.

A boarding school unlike any other, Addergoole is a story containing dark contemporary fantasy, with kink and sexual subtext, magic, violence, and a dystopian school. The incoming Ninth Cohort enters the school knowing nothing about the world they’re being plunged into. Come learn with them.

The school is also Addergoole: an underground complex three stories deep, with secrets down every hallway. Hidden under the South Dakota wheatfields, the Addergoole School is invitation-only, and invitations go only to students who are already, all unknowing, part of the Addergoole Project.

The Addergoole Project is School Director Regine Avonmorea’s pet project, a century-spanning plan that underlies everything that happens in the school, named after the Addergoole Parish in Ireland (Regine explains why here). Not even her inner circle know every twist and turn of this plan.

The Ninth Cohort will step into Addergoole in 37 days! In the meantime, enjoy the countdown, read other things tagged “Addergoole,” go back to the July Giraffe Call and ask for more story, or ask the characters questions. We’ll all be waiting with you!

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Countdown to Addergoole Year 9: Garfunkle, Belfreja, and Kay

52 37 Days To 52 Weeks

For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related every day.

Today: parts of a character development meme!

7.) Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why?
When Gar was twelve, his (Step)mother’s brother came to live with them. His Uncle Jeremy was dying of liver failure, trying to stop drinking in a last-ditch attempt to save his own life, and he just couldn’t stop drinking.
The loss of self-control, and the loss of everything, in the long run, freaked Gar out. He had nightmares about his uncle flopped there on the couch, wasting away and still clutching the bottle. He still does. He said, at his uncle’s small and sad funeral, that he wished he’d never met Uncle Jeremy. His mother’s angry reaction to that cemented Gar’s desire to delete that event from his life
7.) Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why?
Bel is a generally very-friendly, sensual person, and, because she was an early bloomer and is a lush, beautiful girl, her friendliness has often been misinterpreted. In the last few years, she’s learned to moderate that, but before she did, a teacher, husband of another teacher, crossed the lines of propriety with her, looking first for a dance with her at a school function, and then for a kiss.
Although Bel, then fourteen, hadn’t been soliciting the attention, the teacher’s wife certainly thought she had and spent the remainder of the year angry at Bel and taking it out on her in her grades and discipline. What’s more, the principal, also a woman, sided with the teacher against Bel.
8.) Day of Favorites! What’s your character’s favorite ice cream flavor? Color? Song? Flower?
Kay likes Chocolate Mint ice cream.
Her favorite color is plum, with a second-favorite, accent, of slate blue (that’s purple and blue for guys)
“Youth of the Nation” is her favorite song. Irises are her favorite flower. When she plans her wedding with her friends, she imagines giant iris bouquets and her bridesmaids in long plum dresses.

Other parts of the meme can be found here and here.

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The Empress who would be Goat-Wife, a story for the June Giraffe Call

For [personal profile] anke‘s continuation (won in the drawing in June) of The Goat-Bride.

This story is set in the early days of the Callennan life on Reiassan.

The book landed on the table with a meaty thump.

“This is not the way it will be.” The Emperor of the Callentate of North Reiassannon-land, Eszhettozh, son of Emanek, stared at his second eldest grand-daughter. “This is not the way it should be.”

“This is the way it has always been.” His grand-daughter stared back at him, her gaze as level, her voice as firm. She set her hand on the book of their people’s stories, as if to draw strength from the síra of a rock or tree.

“And this is not how it will be this time. You are my heir. Your mother and your sister and brother have died. You are the next child of my eldest daughter’s loins. This is the way it is.”

“Then allow my mother’s brother to inherit. I will go to the goats, to be their bride. Such is the way it has always been.”

The stared at each other, the grey-bearded Emperor and the long-braided young grand-daughter, alike in stubbornness, alike in calm.

This is the way it has always been, said the girl, knowing full well that the first Goat-Bride had argued, instead, this is the way it will be now.

This is the way the road goes now, said the Emperor, knowing full well that his throne had been built on tradition as well as on arms. And they glared at each other, knowing full well that both could not win.

“I will go to the goats.” []’s voice did not crack.

“Then who will be Empress in your stead? I will live long, but not even the mountains live forever.”

“My mother’s brother should be Emperor,” the stubborn girl repeated. “He is next in line.”

“The grandmothers will not stand for another male. They have declared it so.” Some forces even the Emperor of the Callentate must bow to, and the elder women of the Tribes (even if they were no longer Tribes) were a force the way the ocean and the rain and the mountains were forces. They could not be budged quickly, and to try was to waste energy better left on learning to traverse their whims.

The Emperor did not expect to find his own granddaughter such a stony force as well. “Your mother’s brother cannot become Emperor,” he repeated. “You are my heir, and cannot go to the goats.”

“I will be a Goat-wife. The gods have witnessed it.” [] did not stop her foot, but she nodded her head firmly. “The sword and the goat shall be my home and my family. Someone else must rule.”

“But you are my heir. You must take the throne.” Back and forth they would have kept going, neither more willing to bend than the rock they stood on, had not the youngest of the Emperor’s advisors stepped up.

“The Callentate has many children. Let the Emperor’s third child take the throne.”

“She is old,” dismissed the ancient man. “She will not rule long.”

“Then her third child, who is a girl. Let her rule.”

Emperor and grand-daughter goat-wife shared a look. “Your first child cannot inherit. Your first child’s first daughter cannot inherit. Let your third child’s third child take the throne.”

“So let it always be.” They had come to a place where they could smile, and they did so, like the sun lighting on the ocean.

And so it was, until the days came for change again. But that is a tale of another day.

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Countdown to Addergoole Year Nine: Cynara

52 38 Days To 52 Weeks

For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related (almost) every day.

Today I present to you Cynara, Red Doomsday.

Cya has appeared in a number of stories, after beginning life as a roleplay character (as did several others, including Eris, Mark, and Kylie from Year 5, and Leofric, Howard, Zita, and Fran in Year 6…). My favorite pieces involving Cya were written by [personal profile] inventrix, here and here…and this piece by cluudle

Art of her by Inventrix is available here.

Cynara is a slender girl with some curve to her, a generous smile, freckles over most of her body, stunning green eyes and dark brown hair dyed red on top. The only child raised by a security-expert father, she spent much of her childhood moving from place to place. She’s known by the end of her first year at Addergoole (Kept by the vampire, Dysmas), for her obsession with planning ahead. By the time her children come to Addergoole, years after the apocalypse, she’s also know for collecting new Kept.

I encourage you to pester her with questions! Ask her anything!!

The first six question-and-answer sessions are still open as well:
Reid Solomon & DJ
43 to go: Jeremiah and Lolly (LJ)
45 to Go: Timora (LJ)
46 to Go: Porter (LJ)
47 to go: Wylie (LJ)

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State of the Lyn!

Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything about my life. Can I blame summer?

Yesterday morning, we woke to find the kittens nowhere. I wandered around the house making cat-calling noises for a minute or two – until T noticed that the living room screen was out.

Then came ten heart-stopping minutes of wandering around the yard making cat-calling noises, until we found them hiding under the lilac bush, soaked and miserable. But safe, whole, and healthy. Thank you, god of cats.

Wet? Yes. It’s been /pouring/ here. Thursday, I came home from work, started to thaw dinner… and the power went out. A dinner of Subway subs later, we learned that a tornado had touched down in Elmira, an hour away, but all we’d gotten closer to Ithaca was thunder, lightning, and rain.

All this rain has been good for the garden; my tomatoes are going wild. So are my squash and my peppers. It’s going to (knock on wood) be a good harvest)

And speaking of wood – we pulled the Horrid Paneling off of the dining room and living room, and found… well, lots of wood, in one wall. “Bare Studs” the size of trees, where plaster and lathe had clearly been removed at some point. The rest of the walls have unpainted but heavily-nailed-in drywall. This is going to be interesting.

How’s your summer going?

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Countdown to Addergoole Year Nine: Noam

52 41, 40, 39 Days To 52 Weeks

For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related (almost) every day.

Today I present (ha) to you Noam.

Noam has appeared in Birthday Present, Presented, and Presently..

Art of him by Inventrix is available Here.

Noam is a hide-in-shadows sort of guy, a personality made difficult by the fact that he was pretty to start with and his Change, a butterfly-related mostly-skin-coloring alteration, only made him prettier. He’s a quiet, shy loner with cornsilk-blonde hair and gorgeous grey-green eyes, who really wants to be left alone.

I encourage you to pester him with questions! Ask him anything!!

The first five question-and-answer sessions are still open as well:
Reid Solomon & DJ
43 to go: Jeremiah and Lolly (LJ)
45 to Go: Timora (LJ)
46 to Go: Porter (LJ)
47 to go: Wylie (LJ)

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Landing Page: Faerie Apocalypse

Faerie Apocalypse

Although an apocalypse and a half feature strongly in the timeline of the fae-apoc setting, most of the stories are set either well before or well after the event.

A dark urban fantasy series, Faerie Apocalypse is set in the modern world. The Ellehemaei fae, halfbreed bastards of beings from another plane who left more than two millennia ago, live hidden among the humans; many have faded into humanity, exhibiting nothing more than a rare psychic quirk, while their more powerful cousins hide their inhumanity behind glamours called Masks. A dark underworld of faerie and human trafficking underlies much of the setting.

The apocalypse, brought on by a return of the prodigal gods, leaves the world’s population, governments, infrastructure, and technology devastated, its humans struggling to survive, its fae in hiding from the unforgiving remnants of humanity.

Good Places to Start Include:
With Wings!
Hey You Kids Get Off My Lawn!

Pre-Modern-era Stories include:
Coming of Age (LJ Link) is in the early pre-history of the setting
Meckil woke… takes place in the 1400’s

Addergoole is a school in the faerie apocalypse universe, as well as a subsetting and the name of the web-serial set there. Teenagers sent away to boarding school learn that, not only is the school not what they expected, but neither they nor their parents are either. Fifty years later, they struggle to continue existing in the post-apoc world that wants nothing to do with their ilk. The Addergoole landing page is here (LJ).

Doomsday is a school built in that post-apoc by a former Addergoole graduate.

Stories in modern fae apoc include:
Switch, a story of revenge
Constraint, a story of need
Whisky Lullaby (working title), a novella of fighting the monsters
Wings, an incomplete story of transformation
Collateral Damage, an accidental kidnapping
Walking with Him, about branding yourself, and Names.
With Wings! a friendly abduction
Escape (from an abduction)
Enlightenment (LJ)
Up Shit Creek (LJ), to Rix_scaedu‘s prompt
Extraction Team (LJ)
On the River (LJ)
Family Vintage (LJ)

Bitter Vintage (LJ)
Late Planting ()
With Words Like Magic (LJ)
Rick-(steam)Rolled by Looooove (LJ) Stand-alone lovish story

The Black House
Yaminah’s power has gotten her into something. How deep is she getting in?

Posession/Marking (LJ)
Drugs/Aphrodisiacs (LJ)
Virginity/Celibacy (LJ)
Wet/Messy/Dirty, Vehicular (LJ)
Sense Dep, PhoneSex (LJ)
Tentacles, Humiliation> (Lj)
Washing & Service (LJ)
Exposition (LJ)
Introduction (LJ)
Bridge (LJ)
Orientation (LJ)

Lady Alouetta’s Garden
The Lady Alouetta subsetting explores a high-class bordello, Lady Alouetta’s Garden, its proprietress, the Lady herself, and the Flowers who belong to the Lady and work for her. Human and faerie trafficking feature strongly in this setting, but the main theme is one of perseverance and survival.

Stories include:
Walled Flowers
Slipping the Trellis

Learning Curves
In Her Song

Stories during the apoc include:
Nila and Tros –
Leaving Town (LJ), continued/expanded here (LJ)
A New Flower (LJ)
Outnumbered (LJ)

‘Ware Fairy Gifts (LJ) Tom looked at the knife the girl had given him…
Warning Buzz (LJ)
When the Gods Attacked (LJ)
Step on my Tail (LJ)
Exit Strategy (LJ) [Donor Perk]
Early for Roses (LJ)
On the Adriatic (LJ)
What, He’s Got Two Legs (probably) (LJ) Putting Old Man Winter to work
Trip-Tripping through the Apoc (LJ)
Like Wolves (LJ) Stand-Alone War Story

Internment Camp:
Discovery Channel, another way to not be the monsters, and Invisibles, half a sequel
The Pay Was Good, from another POV (LJ Link)
and Budding (LJ), from the same guard at the camp.

Inventrix wrote a description of a character in “Budding” here.

Dead Gods
The Destruction of the Gods (LJ)
The Dead Gods Come Visiting (LJ)

Stories in post-apoc fae apoc include:
Slideshow, just before the apoc.
Denial, a story of the apocalypse
Through the Snow, also during the apoc
Hey you kids get off my lawn: dealing with obnoxious demigods
First Planting (LJ Link)
Keeping the Gods
Two by Two, a story of survival
Being Alone, a prequel to Two by Two
Tally Raid, a story of not being the monsters
Little White Horses, when the fight is bigger than human or fae – Meek’s sketch reminds me of this piece
(LJ Link)
Myrrh (LJ)
Down in the Dark (LJ)
Ending the Hunt (Lj)
In the Jam (LJ)
Do-Gooders (LJ)
Splash (LJ)
Through Biology (LJ)

Fairy Rings
Fairy Rings (
Fairy Ring Shortcuts (LJ)
Terroir (LJ)

Reynard, Introduction (LJ)
A Little More Reynard (LJ)
A Bit More Reynard (LJ)
Reynard’s Story Unfolds (LJ)
Reynard Spills his Story (LJ)

Long past the apoc:
Karida’s story:
Scrounging for History (LJ)
Digging through History (LJ)
Delving in History (LJ)
Bringing Home History (LJ)
Singing down History (LJ)
Learning of History (LJ
Getting Over History (LJ)
Making New History (LJ)
Trusting in History (LJ)

Briars and Vinegar

Era Totally Unknown
Sporting (LJ)

February Worldbuilding Q4
Day 19 (LJ) What happens to someone who’s Changed and cannot find or persuade an adult to Mentor them?
Day 31 (LJ) What does the world look like in the year 2150?
day X (LJ) Physical damage, Ellehemaei, Hawthorn and rowan

Inventrix has written a series of stories set in this verse, as well

Art by Meeks

Setting notes:

sa’ is “respected elder”
jae’ is “respected junior.”
du’ is “this is my name.”

Two equals just usually forgo the honorifics.

oro’ is “belongs to”
cy’ is “is a student of”
sh’ is “is a child of.”

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Character Development Meme: Questions 4-6, Ceinwen, Garfunkle, and Kheper

4.) How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?

“A bit?”

Ceinwen is not an hours-in-front-of-the-mirror sort of girl, but she can, on a special occasion, be an hour-in-front-of-the-mirror sort of girl. She buys clothes for a combination of comfort and appearance, and does pay attention to current trends in fashion, although not slavishly; she understands how to buy clothes to fit her figure, and does so.

In terms of money spent, Ceinwen spent, before school, a significant portion of her after-school-job money on clothing. She grew up relatively poor(*), with a single working-class mother, and so clothing she likes has always been a luxury she’ll go out of her way for.

(*) Regine’s stipend for the first-generation parents covered food, clothing, and a portion of rent in an averaged high-end working-class neighborhood. Ceinwen’s mother spent some of this unwisely, saved some of it wisely, and chose to live at the standard she had been living at before to teach her daughter responsibility.

5.) What’s your character’s ranking on the KINSEY SCALE? 

Gar walks into Addergoole thinking he’s hetero, “0,” on the Kinsey scale. There is some small denial there; he’s probably a one to two in reality, but he’s also a late bloomer and was only, as he entered school, beginning to express an interest in pretty girls. He had small crush on Penestemon that he never did anything about, and an even less-expressed beginnings-of-a-crush on Pania, before the first week was over. He’s rather fond of Timora, but wouldn’t describe it as sexual attraction, at least not yet. 

Also, he likes tails. 

6.) Describe your character’s happiest memory.
A vacation with his parents, far away from the city, sitting outside their RV, staring at the bonfire. 
Most of Kheper’s pleasant memories involve fire in some way. There was the time he almost set the school on fire. The time he almost burnt his house down. The four small arsons in non-populated areas. The discovery of Bunsen burners in science classes. The candlelight dinner with a girl, Amelia, a year behind him in school.

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Three Vignettes of Addergoole Year 9 characters

52 41 Days To 52 Weeks

For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related every day.

I needed something relaxing, so I asked for three things to write relaxing scenes of. Here we go!

These happen sequentially after years 6, 7, and 8 of the Addergoole school, with a 6th, 7th, and 8th-Cohort viewpoint character.

“They’re beautiful.”

Abaddon’s smile was giddy, wide enough to stretch his face. His bone spurs, large and prominent when he was angry, had shrunk to tiny nubs of horns on his forehead. And there was color in his cheeks.

He turned his smile on Channing, who, sweaty, exhausted, and flushed, had spent the last twelve hours in labor. “You’re beautiful.”

“You’re stoned.” She was willing to smile back at him, though. That was a good sign. “They, on the other hand, are perfect. Are you ready to name them?”

“I… ack.” He handed the girl back to her hurriedly. “No?”

“Try to stay visible.” Jermiah’s whisper was barely audible, tall as he was. Zipporah nodded, but felt no need to say anything else.

“And stay close, please. We don’t know if…”

Now she frowned at him. He had gone from protective to over-protective once again.

“I know. But it’s a public place, Zip. And people are strange.”

People were, indeed, strange. She nodded at him, letting that suffice, and popped her parasol.

He wanted her to stay visible. But that didn’t mean she had to be noticeable. She settled onto her blanket and pulled the world up around her.

“Lean back, love. You want this done properly, don’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Phillipa grinned at her Mentor, not minding twitting her a little bit. “Are you sure…?”

“I’ve Worked a protect and preserve; your thorns aren’t going to hurt me. When’s the last time someone’s done this for you?”

“Over a year ago?” She sighed happily as the warm water washed over her scalp. “The girls who run the salon won’t, and I don’t blame them.”

“But I will.” Laurel massaged her scalp, working the shampoo through Phillipa’s long hair, ignoring the vines and thorns. “So relax, and let me.”

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Countdown to Addergoole Year 9: Reid Solomon

52 42 Days To 52 Weeks

For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related every day.

Today I present to you Professor Reid Solomon.

The skinny professor looks like exactly what he is: a former NASA rocket scientist, complete with coke-bottle glasses and short-sleeved button-down shirt. He’s lanky, with dark, curly hair that probably should have gone grey by now.

He appears many places throughout Addergoole, as he is the Math Professor and several people’s Mentor as well

And, today, if you would like to ask Professor Solomon any question, at any point up to the beginning of Year Nine, please feel free!

Bonus: I also present DJ, Ty’s parent.

The hermaphroditic villager is a cornerstone of the greater community, acting as purchasing agent as well as, along with Maureen, moving among the greater community, finding parents to foster children as well as parents to /parent/ children.

The first four question-and-answer sessions are still open as well:
43 to go: Jeremiah and Lolly (LJ)
45 to Go: Timora (LJ)
46 to Go: Porter (LJ)
47 to go: Wylie (LJ)

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