|A bit of Star Wars fan fiction featuring a nameless bounty hunter and a prospective client.|
Writing Prompt 101 - CharacterWriting Prompt 101
Note: Many people have asked how I come up with my characters so I figured I would share what I do. This is just an outline and know that you dont have to fill out any and all. Its a guideline. Also note, that though you answer these questions not everything should be included or expected in your writing. This is so you can know your characters intimately and how they would react but not everyone else needs to know some things.
Basic Information is key to the first vital step
Name: (normal, foreign, alien etc)
Age: (2 years, 1000, immortal etc)
Gender: (female, male, transvestite etc)
Race: (human, vampire, alien etc)
Profession: (student, doctor, king, mage etc)
Note: These tell you what your character is but it just scratches the surface to character building
100 Writing Prompts100 Writing Prompts
1. It's like a riddle, you see.
2. Rain was falling in the street.
3. They say a monster lives in those hills.
4. I tried opening it, but it's like it was locked.
5. The sky was so heavy I could almost touch it.
6. Why did he bring me here?
7. I keep having the same dream.
8. I always knew this would come back to haunt me.
9. How did the windows get so dirty?
10. I don't think they've mowed their lawn in weeks.
11. That's what happens when two people like that meet.
12. He really had to borrow a cup of sugar.
13. The water stopped flowing from the tap.
14. That old tree finally fell last night.
15. Maybe tomorrow he'll come.
16. I can't believe it's Saturday!
17. Did I ever tell you about the footprints?
18. You told me to look for the red teacup, but it's not ther
100 Art and Writing Prompts1. Nonsense
2. A fork in the road
5. Ninja turtles
6. A chance meeting
9. Rain the size of walnuts
10. Stupid faces
11. An old relationship
12. Your mood
14. An inside joke
19. If I had a superpower
20. Childhood dreams
21. A betrayal
22. Self-insertion fan character
24. The death of Mary-Sue
28. Holding hands
29. Waving goodbye
30. I'll never forget the time
31. First kiss
32. Shock and awe
33. Take your favorite character and put them in drag
34. Cell phone
36. Cheesy romance novel cover
39. The worst lie ever told
46. Gary-Stu and Mary-Sue go on a date
47. The high school bully
50. Chicken costume
51. Create an OC by combining the personality traits of three of your friends
100 Writing Prompts1. The love that you give
2. Life is a journey
3. Rustling leaves
4. The clank of glassware
7. When we began
9. Bad Times
10. Doing what has to be done.
12. The stars above
15. Large Shirt
19. Heart Strings
30. Snow Globe
31. Golden Microphone
34. "For as long as you live."
37. Leather Jackets
41. Solar Powered
42. Iron Maidens
43. Bought and Sold
54. Putting it to rest.
55. Look around you.
56. "Still My Guitar Gently Weeps." ~~George Harrison
58. Breaking Down
62. Dance in the rain
63. A Catch-22
66. Fit to be
Story Chapter and Event IdeasTRAVELING AND TRIPS:
-Trip to a big city (New York, Tokyo, etc.)
-Gym/Library/Museum/random recreational places
-Lost in an unfamiliar town/city/area
-Racing (in a car, on bicycles, etc)
-Visiting someone's house
-Exploring an abandoned/haunted house
-Going to a concert
-Stranded (car broke down)
-Lost in wilderness
-Discovering a forgotten area
-Wine Tasting/Bar Hopping
EVENTS, HOLIDAYS, AND SEASONAL:
-Valentine's Day troubles
-Contest (Beauty, Cooking, Costume, etc)
-Important dinner party
-Weight lifting competition
-Having issues with coworkers
We will never be of the same age againI always felt like
I was going to die
yet, as years go by,
I'm slowly losing this bet
I've made against myself.
So here I am
still doing things for the first time
like eating sushi,
I live something for the first time
I think of you
and how your list
of first things
is never going to grow out
to be more than it was
The first bite of cake I had
after you died
was the worst.
the small things
while going on living
but month after month
I learned to let go
of the guilt.
I've folded the memory of you
and hid it in my heart -
I often take it out
and leave it in the sun
to make sure the dust
won't settle on it.
You're still here,
even though you're not.
You told me
you liked my poems,
I'm sorry this had to be
the one written about you.
(short stories) SoulshineThat superhero stuff is truly everywhere these days. My little brother was always a huge fan, buying all the toys, comic books, video games, etc. Those heroes wear crazy costumes, have insane powers and save millions of people in every arc of their story. But this world, our world, has no such superheroes. But it's not because of the lack of such powers or goofy costumes. It's because, in reality, power isn't everything. Even if it's a superpower.
My name is Evelyn Rook, and... I'm a superhero. Or at least I have everything I'd need in order to become one. I do have a special power. Although it's different than what you'd expect. I can't fly, run really fast, shoot laser beams out of my eyes, nor do I have any special shield or hammer. But my power is something others don't have. I can see souls. Not those dead ones, I'm not some kind of a witch, but the souls of those who are alive.
Inside everyone's body is a little flame. Although, it's not always little. The flame grows and b
Science Like ReligionI want to believe in science like religion,
To worship the Atom as God,
To speak equations like tongues
And write theorems like gospels.
In particular, I want to believe in the Multiverse Theory.
I want to escape to imagining the web of infinite possibilities,
A realm of the chances I never took,
The words I never swallowed back,
The breaths I never held.
If I prayed, perhaps I could peek into them,
Watch the other Me's in the shards of my broken mirror,
The other You's through the ripples in my bathwater.
There would exist a Universe for every choice I didn't make
(For every choice I was not allowed to make):
One for the Me whose parents stayed together
(For better or for worse),
One for the Me who never met You,
One for the Me who never loved You,
One for the Me who was never dumb enough to tell You she loved You,
One for the Me who calls You her own.
I want to believe in science like religion,
To engineer a heart that couldn't break,
To code the law of ave
Huge 600+ Question Character TemplateBrief introduction to your character:
"(A quote from your character)"
-Why this alias?:
-Why this nickname?:
How old do they appear?
Manner of Birth:
Chinese Zodiac Sign:
Social Security Number:
Which Actor/Actress would portray your character:
Which voice Actor/Actress would voice your character:
Age 0-2 (Infancy):
Ages 3-5 (Early Childhood):
Ages 6-9 (Childhood):
Ages 10-12 (Tween):
Ages 13-16 (Teens):
Ages 16-18 (Late Teens):
Ages 19- 25 (Young Adulthood):
Two StrainsI am the botanist, and I take care of the plants.
While the rest of the crew were in cryosleep, I was the one who stayed awake, to tend the crops we would need to feed ourselves when the last step of our decades-long mission came and everyone was woken up.
At the time I only needed to feed myself, and sustain the growth of the plants for the rest.
Our main crop was wheat- a combination of two strains. The first and most numerous one was modified to make it more nutritious, resistant to various bugs, and better able to withstand the specific environmental challenges of space flight. The other -a strain of my own, packed into a tiny corner of the greenhouse- was completely natural, akin to the ancient grains man had been growing for centuries before genetic modification. The unaltered strain was my pet project, an experiment of mine to prove that with the right care, natural wheat could be just as hardy.
For the first few months of our trip, when the rest of the crew was still awake, I m
How long have you been on DeviantArt? I've had an account for a couple of years, but that was after probably something near a year of just lurking. Eventually I just had to scratch the itch and start building a Favorites collection.
What does your username mean? I'm a hobbyist worldbuilder. It dawned on me one day that there are Cartwrights and Wainwrights and Woodwrights and I thought 'Hey, I craft realms.' Thus, Realmwright.
Describe yourself in three words. Tall, bald, beardy.
Are you left or right handed? A little of both. I write right-handed, but I use some tools as a southpaw.
What is your favorite type of art to create? I suppose you'd call it "conceptual." Most of what I've posted has been based on impulse or an idea that I had to see "fleshed out." I have a lot of ifs and maybe and I wonders rattling around the old brain pan and it helps to have somewhere to put them.
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? Wow. That's a really good question! I guess if it was just *POOF!* I'd want musical talent: instrumental, singing, composing. I say that because I've dabbled in pencil, charcoal, sculpture, photography, and writing, but never music.
What was your first favorite? I've organized and shuffled and faved something over 4,000 pieces. I can't remember what was the very first. I'm sure it was fantasy based. Probably a ranger or monster or sword or something.
What type of art do you tend to favorite the most? It just depends what I'm in the mood for. It's usually fantasy or sci-fi related, but lately it's just been whatever strikes my fancy. Sometimes a landscape photo or a piece of writing that captures my attention. In fact, I recently meshed the two in a collection called "Worth 1,000 Words" where something I see generates an idea (be in flash fiction or something more substantial) and I grab it.
Who is your all-time favorite deviant artist? That's not fair...making me decide...making me pick one over others. I refuse to make anyone who has shared and inspired and moved me feel like I chose someone else.
If you could meet anyone on DeviantArt in person, who would it be? Again, that's not fair. There are different deviants for different reasons. If I wanted to talk Tolkien, it would be one. If I wanted to talk BSG and spacey navies, it would be another. Can I just say I'd like to raise a glass with any and all of my faves?
How has a fellow deviant impacted your life? They make me think. They make me laugh. They make me cry. They make me share something powerful and brilliant and squeal "Hey, come lookit!"
What are your preferred tools to create art? I don't have a tablet and my drawing table is piled with junk. I feel quite left behind with the advance of digital everything and I'm too lazy to commit to doing anything about it. But I type really fast and I'm a wordsmith and storyteller by compulsion, so mostly I just string letters together in the right order and hit Enter. I haven't wielded a simple pencil in many years, but that was how I started oh so long ago when life was more simple.
What is the most inspirational place for you to create art? Sometimes it's my dank, little hole in the basement, lit by a 60 watt bulb and my monitor, that my dog thinks is the designated "fart and leave" room. Sometimes it's my gray, uninspired cubicle at the big office building that I get paid to occupy. Sometimes its sitting in traffic and telling myself sweeping epics or quite fairy tales because there's nothing on the radio. Or about once a month it's my brain getting an idea at 4:00 AM on a Saturday that makes me get up, make coffee, and slink to my aforementioned "fart room" to squint over the keyboard for hours and hours - after which I feel guilty for not getting dressed, mowing the lawn, and/or going to work for overtime pay. Neil Gaiman said it best.
What is your favorite DeviantArt memory? Being taken by surprise and WHAM! Inspiration strikes. It happens quite a bit. When it does, I love it! Even if it's 11:39 PM and I swore I'd log off and go to bed hours ago, but just one more Page Down....pleeeeeeease. When it doesn't happen, I curse myself as an ignorant, no-talent clod, and drag myself off to bed. Those are usually the Friday nights after a long week when what I really need is sleep. They're generally followed by my insulted subconscious saying "I'll show you 'clod.' Now get up at 4 and go write! You can sleep when you're dead. That's the part where your kids find your piles of half-finished manuscripts and constructed worlds, and sell them to make you posthumously famous and live off your unrealized dreams. Bwahahahaha!!" Sometimes my brain is a really reciprocal jerk.
|I've always had an interest in arts and humanities. I don't do much in the way of sketching anymore and my photography gear is gathering dust in a closet. For the past several years my focus has been the written word. I'm super into worldbuilding and everything that goes with it. I'm just starting to get into tabletop RPG play and design.|