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Minor Character CharacterizationMinor Character CharacterizationMinor Character Characterization1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
General:
Full name:
Also Known As:
Age:
Race/Ethnicity:
Physical:
Hair color; Length; Style:
Skin Color:
Eye Color:
Height; Weight:
Facial Marks:
Personality:
Good Characteristics:
Flaws (Tip: Have at least 2 more flaws than good things):
Most known for:
1 Quote by them that shows their personality: " "
In the Story:
How does the main character know them:
Relationship with main character:
Do they get killed off:
When are they introduced:
Background:
What led up to them meeting the main character:
Did meeting the main character help or hurt them:
What in th
Lesson 3: BackstoryLesson 3 – BackstoryLesson 3: Backstory2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Ah, Backstory. This one should be easier.*
When writing a story, unless you're being weird unique and only plan to sell the work as a piece of Literary Fiction, you have a basic scheme of time: past, present, and future. There are many ways of blending these things—say the hero is recounting his rise to greatness, in which we are grounded in the future, but the story is in the present (so to speak). Examples: Gladiator, the anime Baccano (as far as I can tell—it was kind of confusing), and a number of novels written in First Person. Most of the time you'll find works where the present is the focus, but wh
Lesson 4 - Action and ReactionLesson 4 - Action and ReactionLesson 4 - Action and Reaction2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Have you ever watched something where you felt like it was a couple of dead fish in person suits? Watching reviews by The Nostalgia Critic, one becomes sensitive to certain faux pas that occur in the movie industry, and you can see them in other media as well.
Action and Reaction are what keeps the plot moving. Getting that stupid plot moving can be both very important and very difficult for the aspiring writer. The need to move the plot forward has even given rise to such tools as the MacGuffin, any item whose sole purpose is to move the plot forward, like the Arc of the Covenant or the Holy Grail in Indiana
My everythingMy everything1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
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I don't seek pain, just your heart
LoveLove1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
Cutting is often used as a coping skill to relieve stress, but it is unhealthy. Many people misunderstand self harm. The reason self harm is addicting is because the release of the pain stimulates serotonin (a chemical that calms you) but the longer people cut the deeper they will need to cut to get the effect, and it gets dangerous. Spread awareness.
Suicidal SilenceSuicidal Silence2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
These wounds they are my history each one a different story. The inner me lay dormant till now, triggered only by the slitest sound. The Chains are broken the idea has been finalized. I want to die...Why cant I die? Please tell me why.. living is painful, the cries grow louder i'm covering my mouth. For many generations this story unfolds. Hold back the violence, hold in the rage, it's almost the final stage. I'm in distress there no time to rest. The burden you carry is greater then mine, you can slowly see the tangles un wined. But before saying fair well, you understand why... the reason i need to die...
CutWhy cant you seeCut3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I just want to die
But I really dont want
To leave you behind
So instead I will cut
It takes the pain away
Even though there is more
Every single day
I cut my wrists
My legs and arms
But still it is you
I dont want to harm
Please leave me alone
Just let me be
Please just stop
And let me be me
You just dont understand
How much pain I am in
How can you love me
Im not even thin
And I am ugly
Why cant you see
Just leave me alone
And let me be me
Sudden stormy silenceSudden stormy silenceSudden stormy silence4 years ago in Open More Like This
Suddenly, the sky opens,
And the gathered storm of emotions,
Come crashing down.
The world is crying,
The land is sighing,
With salty tears to heal,
The fissures on the earth,
The fractures on my heart.
The air is cleared,
And I can take a breath.
To feed the flaring flames,
The distant thunder,
And lightning flashes,
Lost on the horizon.
A ray breaks through,
The evanescent clouds.
Orange, magenta, blue.
Tranquil gasps,
Silence.
Emphatic V.2Firstly reeling turning wildlyEmphatic V.24 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Scorching first then burning mildly
A snap of crazy takes me slightly
A sea of red contorts my eyes
My swimming head believes his lies
The beast is fed, he got a rise
With aplomb, he tortures me
I'm sodomized sans subtlety
Victimized by Irony
RockMy rock of hope crumbled to dust in my handRock4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My world of stone is drowned by a world of sand
The grit fills my eyes and distorts my view
It fills my lungs and I cannot breathe
The dusty sand mocks my attempts to dig
To reach the solid ground I used to know
With the kaleidoscope of colours
And textured landscapes of home
Deep within my world I know my home lies
Hidden by a barren land of lies and deceit
It tries to make me believe what I cannot see cannot be
I know there is truth
I must find the dust and make that rock
With it I can get my home back.
Memory girlShe’s the girl made up of memories.Memory girl4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dark eyes hiding her past and pale skin stretched over things forgotten.
I’d visit sometimes to make her laugh, just to hear the sound that makes you laugh and cry.
We’d stay up late and talk about our future, our plans. They didn’t mean anything though.
Next morning she’d have bags under her puffy eyes, and I’d say “Let’s take pictures! You look perfect!” Perfectly herself. A little girl full of and made from things long ago.
One night she told me her story. It was familiar and alien. Hearing it was like finding your drawer filled with your clothes all the
Tainted -Ink-Come to me, my blood of Ink,Tainted -Ink-6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Give me your black fragments;
Taint me like you tainted death,
And all of this'll be ended.
Take this coloration,
Take away this white;
Taint me bloody red and black,
For now I have to fight.
I fought against you once before,
While we were heading here.
I left you there, forgotten, sore,
Outside the gate, the smear.
But now you must let go of that
And taint me black and cold.
I need to be hard as a shell,
Like water, strong and bold.
My wings will turn to ice so fast,
My soul will scream from tears,
It will scream in pain but I will not
Give in and go on near.
I have to beat him, have to break
The Courage in FriendshipThe Courage in Friendship4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The courage in friendship
I shall not cling to fear,
As so many do.
I shall muster my courage,
To pull myself through.
I shall not rise to doubt,
Because I believe.
I shall fly high with hope,
For wings to achieve.
I shall not nurture hate,
And poison my heart.
I shall let go and find love,
To make a new start.
I shall learn to forgive,
But never forget.
Because my mistakes,
I can begin to correct.
I shall not make a wish,
And hold on to false hope.
I shall find my own path,
Or climb my own rope.
I shall not fall to death,
And hurt those I love.
I shall live out my life,
To reach stars above.
I shall not cry for war,
How To 'Flesh Out' an OCHow To 'Flesh Out' an OC2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
char•ac•ter
The aggregate of features and traits that form the
individual nature of some person or thing.
In this tutorial I will guide you through a way to 'flesh out' an Original Character (Also known as an OC). Before we begin, let's go through the basics.
A character is quite simply one who possesses qualities that define them from someone else. Every character is original and unique. A character can not only be human, but an animal, an alien, or anything that the imagination can come up with.
However, characters are often difficult to create, because to put it bluntly, you are in a sense creating a new being. This being
Sci-Fi Introduction + Lesson 1Sci-Fi Lesson 1: Introduction and World BuildingSci-Fi Introduction + Lesson 12 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Of all the genres I've worked with, Sci-Fi is one that's really close to my heart. Perhaps it's because I was reared on Sci-Fi, or because my family is the kind to pause a show or movie in the middle of a scene to discuss what ideas are being expressed there underneath the plotline of the story, and what it all means. Drives my brother crazy.
When you think about Sci-Fi, what really comes to mind, hmm? Aliens? That's a faction. There's also genetic engineering. There's also robots. There's also space travel without aliens. There's time travel. There's also "after the end" stories tha
Lesson 2: Show, Don't TellLesson 2: Show, Don't TellLesson 2: Show, Don't Tell2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
…Oh, what have I gotten myself into?
First off, in writing you have two things to focus on: description and interaction. With description you present the scene, characters, and the props, and through interaction that scene and those props become relevant.
I, like many, have had my fanfiction.net phase. (And, as far as guilty pleasures go, there are much worse… a number of them also facilitated on fan fiction.net.) But one of the things that ruins fan fiction for me now is the bare, amateur level of writing I find (it's a self-publishing site that accepts anything, so it's no wonder really). Something to
Lesson 1: Identity and MotiveSo, now that we know characters are what makes the story, what makes the character?Lesson 1: Identity and Motive2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
There's a lot to the execution of a good character. I'm not going to pretend that I know everything about it, but there are two questions that the writer has to answer in order to make a reader care:
Who Are You? and What do you want?
Bonus points to all those having J. Michael Straczynski flashbacks right now. Let's use his magnificent Space Opera type epic Babylon 5 for an example. He used this technique masterfully, and was clever enough to put the questions right out there for the audience, with the angel placeholders the Vorlons asking the self-definin
Funny,Right?In a strange way,I'm kind of proud. Two months. Two months of wanting to die,two months ofFunny,Right?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
having to lie,and no one suspects a thing. Two months, 59 days, and a certain amount of
hours, minutes, seconds that I won't bother to puzzle out. Who cares, right? Who cares how
long I've been hurting?
No one, obviously. Maybe it's just me, but I find it rather funny. Really.
Incredibly, insanely funny, the way I go about each day dropping subtle hints, giving
them glimpses of the scars all over my arms, let them catch me inflicting harm, walk in
while I'm curled up in the corner, clawing and biting at my arms like a madwoman. And they
still th
RainThis is a poem about the rainRain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Which is falling on my window pane
And outside down the old man's cane
Which is being held by a little girl named Jane
My mind is going down memory lane
As I ride the mare with purple mane
But I swear I'm perfectly sane
By telling lies I've got nothing to gain
Under the rain I have nothing to feign
The rain is no bane
The rain is falling but not in vain
Cheers to the rain!
6/25/2011 7:09 AM
Fighting For MyselfNo one can save me.Fighting For Myself2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fear runs my life.
My wrists are chained to non-reality,
I'm living in strife.
You took everything.
And now I am left with what?
Nothing.
You made dreams nightmares.
Happiness pain.
Sane to insane.
You took all my feelings and dumped them down the drain.
Am I even alive?
Or is this some kind of in-between?
Does this come before death?
Or maybe its just a dream..
I just want to be happy,
To feel like myself.
I'm losing my touch,
And soon I'll no longer be me..
I'll no longer be free.
I'm fighting for life.
I know I deserve a chance..
Inside im screaming,
But on the outside I see what?
Nothing.
I nee
Haikus are easyHaikus are easyHaikus are easy3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
though sometimes they don't make sense
refrigorator
HaikuThis is a haikuHaiku3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
It's got the right syllables
And yet it still sucks
Death's promiseDeath's promiseDeath's promise4 years ago in Open More Like This
Protect me,
Keep me safe.
Hold me,
In your dark embrace.
Shield me,
From this twisted place,
Catch me,
And with your scythe erase.
The promise from your lips I hold,
To burn my heart and melt this cold.
Each beat brings me nearer to the truth,
Each breath I take, closer to you.
Hide me,
Away from pain.
Love me,
When you come to claim.
Heal me,
With the blood you drain.
Touch me,
Numb the flame.
The promise from your lips I hold,
To burn my heart and melt this cold.
Each beat brings me nearer to the truth,
Each breath I take, closer to you.
Lift me,
I'm not afraid.
Take me,
I need to fade.
Kiss me,
Struggle for equal rights.we are all still humanStruggle for equal rights.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you label us and
shun us and
take away our rights.
aren't we human, too?
we love and learn
we have feelings and
thoughts of our own
all we want is
to be seen as equal
and not as diseased.
if you know me but
don't know me, would
you stereotype me
or would you still
see me as a normal
girl trying to make her
way in this
Hypocrite World?
you see us as sinners or
criminals but what have
we done wrong?
we are all still human.
we express ourselves in the
same way, show affection but
you hate and discriminate.
Aren't We Human, too?
Sta.sh
