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Ask Me Something… About the Addergoole Characters
In one or all of the following periods: After year 5, after year nine, at the beginning of year 6, after year 8.
Any Addergoole character who exists in either The Original Series or Year 9.
(please, no smartass stuff.)
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A Poll! Addergoole Year Six!
A Poll! For…. reasons.
Please pick 3 Addergoole Sixth Cohort Characters.
Characters with an * are other people’s characters. I won’t say you can’t vote on them but I have varying levels of not-complete comfort writing them.
If you need more than three characters, you can leave up to three more in the comments.
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Patreon Posts in July!
July’s Patreon Theme was “More, Please;” the prompt call covered anything my $5 readers would like to see continued.
A Rescue in Kind, a story of Daxton-and-Esha continued
The Hunt Continues, a story of fox hunting in Tir na Cali continued
Down, Down, Down, more of Doug and the Basement – free for all to read!
I also posted a couple other stories on Patreon:
Last Bid, a story of a worried slave in Tir na Cali
The Queen’s Councillor, a story also of Tir na Cali and a Queen worrying her people.
Check them all out here!
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For $5/month, you not only get access to the prompt calls, you will put my Patreon over the next Milestone Goal and open up a monthly serial!
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A Clever? Addergoole Idea
I came up with this idea last night, something a bunch of upperclassmen might come up with ~Yr16-Yr19
Rather than leaving the whole Keeping thing up to hope-and-chance, right after Regine’s orientation, they bring all the new kids into the gym/somewhere for a “meet n’ greet and mentor set-up.” This consists of something like speed dating, where each new kid meets each upperclassman that’s interested in “mentoring new students;” I.e., having a Kept.
The administration allows this on a few caveats, one of which is that part of the meet-and-greet is to allow students to choose several upperclassmen they either DO or DON’T want as their “Mentor”.
All the upperclassmen put in the same information – they’d like x, y, and z, they don’t want A, b, or c Kept. Then a computer program runs random numbers.
If a “want” matches up, that’s the most likely pairing. “Don’t wants” won’t be paired. Obviously, not every upperclassmen will get a Kept. But every new student WILL get a Keeper.
All nice and tidy and SO MANY stories I could write off of this
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Down, Down, Down, a continuation of Doug for Patreon – open to everyone!
“Down, Down, Down” has been posted here. It comes after the second portion of Into the History of Addergoole, and delves into the plotline of Addergoole: Year 9.
Doug was back in a war zone. They were in the bowels of Addergoole, battling creatures that would not see reason. They’d brought Agmund down with them — three of Doug’s cy’ree, two of Luke’s, and two of Agmund’s were guarding the rear, in case anything got through — but these creatures seemed impervious to Panida Workings. Just in case, they’d tried Intinn and Tlacatl. Nothing.
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Edit: This is open for everyone! I was thinking that Fox Hunt was my free post for last month – and it wasn’t! So Fox Hunt’s requested continuation will be my Patrons-only short short fic for the month, and this is my free fic. Backwards!
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A Collar Tale 1, an experimental microfiction of Addergoole Year 10
Collars keep coming across my dash on Pinterest, you see. So I decided to write a story.
Image source (here).
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Down, Down, Down – a Patreon Story
This is written to Clare K. R. Miller ‘s request for “…more Doug being awesome? More of this.” It follows after the linked story, which itself follows, in part, after Addergoole: Year 9.
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Doug was back in a war zone. They were in the bowels of Addergoole, battling creatures that would not see reason. They’d brought Agmund down with them — three of Doug’s cy’ree, two of Luke’s, and two of Agmund’s were guarding the rear, in case anything got through — but these creatures seemed impervious to Panida Workings. Just in case, they’d tried Intinn and Tlacatl. Nothing.
“They are either animals or they are Makers,” Agmund had declared firmly. “If they cannot be read by Intinn, they are animals.”
Whatever let him sleep at night. Doug ripped his blade through another one and began to burn the body before it had stopped bleeding. These things, if you didn’t get them all the way dead on the first go, they got back up again. Whatever they were.
“That’s the last of them, I think.” Luke cleaned his blade on the scorched, ashy hide of the creature. It looked like the unclean offspring of a warthog and a wyvern by way of a platypus, and now by way of a woodchipper and a fireplace. “I hope Laurel’s figured out what the blazes they were doing down—”
“Hsst.” Doug moved forward, tracking the faintest sound. “There’s still something down here.”
They each muttered their own not-here Workings, silencing them, hiding them, and strode forward. Doug’s wing-stubs twitched with each broken wall and glass-windowed door. He wanted to cleanse this place with fire, the whole thing. He wanted to bury it.
He saw a faint shimmer as Luke — hopefully it was Luke — pushed open the next door. Doug readied a fireball and his blade.
That wasn’t a monster. He pulled the fire back so quickly it nearly scorched his throat, before he had processed more than that. Those weren’t monsters. They were people. Those were kids.
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All the Schools Ever: Addergoole East
Staff
Dean Storm (Kailani)
Tempest, her granddaughter and a doctor
Petra, daughter of Taro, the Dean’s bodyguard.
Kavan Pensus (seems to teach martial arts; male)
Houses: possibly by this comment – http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/725782.html?thread=2700566#cmt2700566
Motto: “We Learn so that we might improve.”
“To learn, ergo, to improve.”
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I think AG east has 2 teachers teaching remedial, "hard" and "soft." Contemplating it being Mabina-and-Cassidy. or their kid(s)
— Lyn Troubled Regions (@lynthornealder) May 29, 2015
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So, Addergoole East, I think, has more teachers than the other two schools. A lot more specialized classes. "PostEnd History/Anthropology."
— Lyn Troubled Regions (@lynthornealder) May 29, 2015
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Professor Heron (name pending)
5 ft. 8 in. tall., slim athletic build, mid back tight curls black hair.
bluegrey eyes, ebony skin.
waterbird related Change; Significant physical Changes include hands and/or feet
Innate ability can transform furnishings in some way.
She teaches Transfiguration?
She teaches applied mathmatics and was a friend of Reid Solomon’s. While she had no interest in the original program, she liked the idea of teaching fae children.
Her best words are Yaku and eperu.
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Kin and More Kin
After Kith & Kin
“There are ten,” Caitrin told Regine. “Ten of them, and as far as I can tell they’re genetically identical. You can’t bring them in all at once; it would be half a class. But if they Change early…”
Regine had considered the problem for a moment. “We’ll start them early, and bring them in two at a time. That should give them time to adjust to their clone siblings.”
“At least one more.” Trijntje walked into the suite she shared with Kat and two non-clones. The non-clones — Aria and Mariah — were nowhere to be seen, common for when they had sister-company over. “She looks like she belongs to one of the superreligious cults, that’ll be fun.”
Caileigh coughed quietly. She was the one of the two fourth-year sister-clones this year, and had always been the shyest of them. “Maybe, ah, maybe I should talk to her? It can be hard, coming here, if you grew up in a Simple place.”
Only Caileigh could capitalize Simple with her voice. She capitalized a lot of words; Trijntje couldn’t imagine what she’d been like when she first showed up. “You’re in charge this year. You and Ríona.” She nodded her head at the other older-sister-clone. “She’s pretty obvious, I mean, she’s wearing one of those smock-dress things.” Her hands trailed over her tight shirt, indicating the baggy pleated-front of the new clone-sister’s dress. “And a bonnet. And also, she might be fainting.”
“Three!” Ríona glared disapprovingly at Trijntje. “You didn’t let yourself get seen, did you?”
“Well, a little, yeah.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I’m new at this, remember? Last year, I was the new girl.
“Besides,” she added, in a mutter she knew her sister-clones would hear, “I wanted to see if she recognized me.”
Echoing silence pounded at Trijntje from all three of her sister-clones. She turned away and stared resolutely at the wall. How had she ended up the freak, when they were all, technically, the same person?
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