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Kittens, a story for the Giraffe Call

Aug19

Written to [personal profile] anke ‘s prompt.

 "I miss my kittens."

 
"I had kittens once, and it was no fun."
 
Ocelli leaned back in her chair until it nearly toppled and stared at the ceiling, because if she stared at Group, she would laugh, and then there would be the meds again.  
 
"Would you care to clarify, Celia?"  The doctor had the warning voice on, the one that meant she wasn’t Cooperating.  Good Girls Cooperated. 
 
"It’s Ocelli. I got it changed legally and everything."  She thumped her chair back onto the ground and glared at the doctor.  "Ah-chell-lee."
 
"Like an Ocelot, you’ve said.  Wouldn’t that be Ah-seh-lee, then?"
 
"It’s my name. I can pronounce it like I want to and you could do me the same courtesy, Dr. Wordstrum."  The mood shifts weren’t what had landed Ocelli in here, but if anyone had actually been paying attention, maybe they should have.  She wasn’t stifling laughter anymore, now she was nigh-on snarling at the doctor, her hands flat on her lap.  She would not attack the doctor.  She would not attack anyone.  She would not…
 
"Your given name was Celia, however.  And I believe that this new name is a symptom of your disease.  Thus, we try to bring you back to Celia,  to…"
 
Ocelli stared at the ceiling and counted to twenty.  It wasn’t her fault the damn doctors couldn’t see. It wasn’t her fault they were Blind. 
 
"I had kittens once."  She fixed her gaze on the one who missed her kittens.  "It was no fun at all."

Writer’s note: I know that the doctor is being horrible and running group very badly. 
 

 

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August 12-August 19 in the apocalypse

Aug19

The Apoc

In the end of May, 2011, strange things started happening all over the world. Follow along with [personal profile] faeapoclive, [twitter.com profile] faeapoclive, and [tumblr.com profile] faeapoclive as the apocalypse unfolds

GIANT STARS ACROSS THE COUNTRY

TOMAHAWK, Wisconsin; FARMVILLE, Virginia; CYPRESS, Texas(AP): What started in june in fort valley, Georgia with one man, Glen Carlson, has been spreading across the country: people creating giant five-pointed stars into their property, or, in some cases, into public land.

In Tomahawk, Wisconsin, Arlene Brady built the star, which she calls a “devil’s trap,” out of old pallet wood. In Farmville, Virginia, Lucas Gibson cut it into his wheat field. And in Fort Valley, Georgia, an entire family worked together to lay the star in white stone in their back yard.

What, exactly, the purpose of these stars is remains to be seen.

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RIOTING IN ATHENS INTENSIFIES; AT LEAST SEVEN DEAD

ATHENS, Greece(AP): Rioting began Friday around the Acropolis, and has only worsened since; Greece news sources are reporting at least seven dead, although the Grecian government claims “only minor injuries.”

With the influx of visitors and opportunists seeking to visit the so-called “Zeus” who has taken up residence on the rebuilt Acropolis, Grecian police sought to maintain order. They declared a curfew and started forcing loiterers off the streets at dark.

The tourists – and, some say, the Athenian people as well – responded with violence. Overhead photos show at least a city block on fire, and tanks in downtown Athens.
Neither the Grecian police nor Zeus could be reached for a statement.

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CANYON STILL ON LOCKDOWN; WHAT ARE THEY DOING THERE?

CHACO CANYON, New Mexico(AP): an enclosure nearly a mile on a side has been constructed around the historical site here at the Chetro Ketl Great Kiva.

Rumor and local witnesses say that a portal – a “glowing circle of light in the middle of the air” – was discovered here in early june, just as many of the other portals were appearing.
But the black-suited individuals, who will not reveal their affiliation, have had the place on lockdown ever since. Nobody except their people get within the perimeter, and they don’t leave, taking deliveries at the gate.

Last night, locals report seeing a series of seven “eye-searing” flashes of light come from within the enclosure.

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VOTE OF NO CONFIDENCE, THOUGH ILLEGAL, STILL GOING THROUGH

NEW YORK CITY, NY(AP): Despite there being no legal precedent for such a thing, the vote of no confidence against New York Mayor Michael Bloomburg went forth as scheduled yesterday.

The votes are still being counted, but new candidates are already beginning to campaign.

Foremost among those candidates is Hera sheh Rheah, whose corporation, Peacock, Inc., poured millions of dollars into the campaign to depose Mayor Bloomburg.

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THE DEAD WALK IN CUMBERLAND?

CROSSVILLE, TN(AP): Reports have surfaced of ghosts walking the streets in this Cumberland County city.

People across the city have called in to the radio stations, posted photos on Facebook, tweeted out about the news – the are seeing the dead walk again.

One woman, known as @cumberlandbeauty, tweeted: “Just saw my grandmother walking down the street, just where she walked every day. She’s been dead five years.”

Another man, Ronald Smith, posted photos on Facebook of what appear to be translucent Civil War soldiers walking through the cemetery.

In normal times, this would be assumed to be some sort of citywide hoax, but, as the reports keep flying in, this reporter can’t help but wonder if the dead really are walking in Cumberland.

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Let’s Have a Giraffe Call: Animalia (#promptcall)

Aug18

Giraffe Call Closed!

You can always get more words by donating, however.

The call will be open for *one week* from time of posting, and the theme is Animalia.

What’s this theme include? Centaurs and fauns, bull-boys and fox-girls, talking cats and telepathic pink horses. It includes transfurry things and sentient animal things, moddies and Changes and animal-shaped aliens. In short, if it’s somehow an animal/person, it counts.

Leave a prompt, and I will write a micro/flash-fic. Leave as many prompts as you want; I will answer at least one for each person (although I may use more than one prompt in a fic).

Bonus points and an extra 50 words/extra microfic if you prompt in the style of the Animalia book) (it’s a really good book) OR if you somehow manage to come up with an animalia prompt for this month’s theme setting, Reiassan.

Animalia sample pages here, here, here, here, and here

Want more words, or just really like something you read? Drop some money in the tip jar!


(the tip jar is a kitty for reasons)

For every $1 you donate, I will write 75-100 words on the Giraffe story of your choice. Donate more than $1, and I’ll write a second fic to your prompts.

And the more money donated, the more I’ll write!


At $25, T. & I get take-out. Thai, I think, though it may be Indian.

at $40, I will commission a piece of character art from a crowdfunded artist

At $50, I will write an extra fic for everyone.

At $75, three prompters chosen at random will get an extra 500-word story written to their prompt

At $80, I will commission another piece of character art from a crowdfunded artist

Have fun! Prompt!

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Please to pick another random number for me

Aug16

Between one and twenty-one, to pick the next thing on my writing list

The list, not in order of its numbers, includes:

Inventrix Commish
Membit
Patreon flashfic public
Rix Words the second (more Baram)
Blog Post
Summary
Submission (find)
Inner Circle
Setting write up
Edits from April
Landing Page
Rion Edits
Welcome to AG Letter
Kelkyag Words!
Demifiction Meme
Rix Words!
Liveblog Summary
KN Commish
collate liveblog
Live** the apoc
Patreon flashfic

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Character Meme Day Three – Another Era (Tairiekie)

Aug16

So, I decided to do a character meme, and this one showed up first on google. Because the theme of the month is Reiassan, I’m starting with Tairiekie.

Day 3:
Choose a different time period and describe what your character would have been like in that time period.(2)

If Tairiekie had been born in the “Iron Age,” she likely would have been what was colloquially called a sira-flinger, albeit a scholarly one.

She probably would have left home early, maybe about the age she is going to school, and would have apprenticed with an older sorcerer, one who knew the ways of the magic (sira) and who would educate her. Her parents probably would have chosen the sorcerer, if they knew someone, or asked a family friend for a recommendation.

Taikie really is bright, and probably would have struck out on her own in only a year or two, probably teaming up with a mercenary band. She likes adventure, and I can easily see her with the flat braids of a soldier and the bright-colored tunics, flinging out spells and twisting the sira around her enemies while balancing on her saddle. She’d be a truly inspired combat mage.

She’d be cocky, though, and that makes me worry that in the harsher times of the iron age, she might not live a very long life. It would be a spectacular one, though, however long it was.

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Friday Flash: With the Moon

Aug15

Thank to [personal profile] lilfluff for the prompt.

Written for Friday Flash

The shift came with the moon.

It was inexorable, unavoidable, inevitable: if you had the blood, then you shifted. All over the world, in every land, someone would look up at the night sky… and Change.

In Parkwood, where one particular moon-bound had been rather overfriendly a few generations back – the milkman, it turns out – the whole town would, on those nights, simply, quietly, Change. Women, men, children – those few who had not had the blood had found it very uncomfortable and moved out, or, in a few cases, married in and simply learned to work around it.

Neighboring towns had learned to stay clear of Parkwood on those nights, when the moon was new and the sky was dark. It was a strange place to be, when everyone around you was covered with fur and nuzzling against your leg, helping you across the street and washing your car. It was a strange place indeed, when the werewolves Changed.

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