If I do a Giraffe Call this month, it will be a mini-call.
I will either go with something random or, more likely, do a setting-specific call, or, possibly, “would you like to see 250 more words on an extant story?”
Thoughts, oh my readers?
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Chives in my Invasives Garden. 🙂
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I have not written anything on Shadow Rebellion in over a year.
Anyone wanna see anything?
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Spring is Here.
And we will have apples this Autumn!
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rix_scaedu Asks:
Okay, if you have Meentik Panida, you can make a sheep, right?
If you have Meentik Tlactl and you’re strong enough, old enough, etc, can you make a person?
Sort of.
Panida covers all aspects of animals: their thoughts (such as they are), their emotions, their flesh.
However, Tlacatl only covers one portion of people (human or Ellehemaei*), the flesh. So, with Meentik Tlacatl at a high enough level (a student could not do this, certainly not a first- or second-year student), you could create a human body.
It would be a soul-less, mind-less zombie however, with no will, no heart and no thought. In order to create an actual person, you would need to use Tlactl in conjunction with Intinn (mind) and Hugr (emotion); this would be an immensely complicated Working.
* Technically, Tlacatl is “Flesh of Makers;” i.e., sentient tool-using beings. So, if you had Tlactl as a Word and encountered aliens, you would be able to Work them.
I am not entirely certain if Tlacatl works on dolphins…
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As offered in April’s Giraffe Call, I got enough prompts & donations to bring us past the 26 letters of the alphabet (all the way to J again!). So now we are open for prompts for non-English letters.
If you left a prompt in the original call or in Twitter, I already have it, no need to prompt again.
Over the next 5 days, I will post 3 stories to non-English-letter prompts. For every additional donation I receive, I will post another story, in addition to the donor continuation already offered.
At $80, I will write two extra 500-word continuations – chosen by prompters picked by random number generator.
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| 500 words $5.00 USD 750 words $7.50 USD 1000 words $10.00 USD 1250 words $12.50 USD 1500 words $15.00 USD 1750 words $17.50 USD 2000 words $20.00 USD 100 words $1.00 USD |
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Rion prompted “I is for Icarus fallen,” and ri has a character in Addergoole named Icarus. stryck prompted “Infamous,” and thus it had to be THAT Icarus, too. Thus… this.
Icarus goes to school in Year 44. See the other Luke/Myst stories for his parents’ romance
Why Akakios had chosen to name his son Icarus, Luke had never known, and probably would never try to ask. Talking to the alpaca-boy made Luke irritable on a good day; talking to him about his son made everything… so very Mara.
Icarus. The name was infamous, the story known even now, even twenty-five years after the world had ended. “Icarus?” a stranger would say, and then ask, every time, “has he fallen?”
Ha, ha.
Luke had considered Icarus his own since he’d built the boy’s mother Mystral a house, his in parenting if not in blood. And, as with every other son he’d raised he felt it in his bones when the boy fell. Tripped and fell when he was running. Slipped out of a tree and broke his arm. Playing Superman, fell from the barn roof.
He was a boy. Boys fell. Luke reminded himself of this every time the boy came home with a new scrape, cut, bruise. Doug had fallen. Aleron had fallen all the time. Sons fell, grandsons fell; centuries ago, Luke had done his own share of falling.
None of them had been named for that tragic, fucking infamous fall.
It made Luke hover, and he hating hovering. Every time Chavva came running, “Dad! Icarus fell again!” his heart stopped. Every time he ran out to check the boy over, to pat him and Idu Tlacatl him and reassure him that it was all right, branches broke sometimes, every time, he worried it would be the last time.
It wasn’t until the boy was ready to go to Addergoole that Luke wondered if Akakios, the fluff-for-brains, had been being metaphorical.
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A discussion in several parts of the near-extinction of humanity in my Faerie Apocalypse Setting.
The casualties of the Faerie Apocalypse came in several stages.
The first few stages focused primarily on cities, especially the cities with the most dense populations, because the returned gods were drawn to those areas.
It is known from the readings of Addergoole that the Daeva and Daeva-bred half-bloods, called succubi as a whole, can feed off of emotion, using it as a combination of a drug and subsistence.
What was not covered in those books was the lesser but still strong effect that masses of emotion – in short, worship – have on all Ellehemaei. Although non-succubi fae cannot live off of the emotions of single people, all fae have a genetic weakness (akin to a propensity for addiction) to crowd/mob emotions.
So the returned gods, who had been exiled because they were trying to be gods, came back to earth and congregated in the most crowded ares they could find.
They, themselves, were the causes of the first casualties.
First, directly: smiting, tantrums, experiments.
Not all the returned gods treated humanity as their personal playground, but some certainly did. Some killed people to prove the point that they could. Some killed people in anger, when the worship was not exactly what they wanted.
Some were being extravagant in showing off their powers, and accidentally, for instance, electrocuted someone, or drowned them, or gave them a heart attack.
In northern Canada, a vengeful deity removed all of the clothing from a three-mile radius in late November.
Another god destroyed a dam holding back a mighty river – not on purpose, but because she wanted to show off her powers of water control.
And some wanted to know what made humanity tick, and took many of them apart in learning it.
This series of casualties, statistically speaking, was a small downturn in the human population. However, it was only the first step.
Part II – http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/534355.html / http://aldersprig.livejournal.com/668348.html / http://addergoole.livejournal.com/236978.html
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