NaNoWriMo

Nov. 1st, 2011 10:12 pm
li_izumi: (well shite)
After suffering the past 3+ years with a rather dibilitating writer's block (I have had PLENTY of story ideas, just lacking the ability to sit down and write them all out!), I determined that I was going to pushy past that block by attempting NaNo this year.

The good news, today I wrote 2934 words.
The bad news, it was an unrelated short story based on a dream I had last night.
Still, after 3+ years of writers block, I was not going to turn away from any story idea that my muse saw fit to give me.

I'm not sure if I'll be counting this story as part of my word count for NaNo. I suppose it depends on if I need 3k at the end of the month.

In any case, here is part one of likely 2 parts, not sure if I'll be writing part 2 tomorrow or holding off for a while. This story, with only a bit of tweaking, is pretty much exactly how my dream last night went. I'm not sure if it was because it was Halloween, or what, but I dreamt of a zombie apocalypse. There is nothing too gruesome here, but it is about a zombie apocalypse. I hope you enjoy the first thing I've written in years:

Zombie Apocalypse )
li_izumi: (words words words)
When I joined this quest, I had no idea how involved I actually was. That was, I had a little magic, and while my own kingdom appreciated my existence, my kingdom had its own problems and did not associate as much out among the other populations, I was neither known, or particularly useful, here.

I thought the weekend would transpire as most of these outtings did for me: I would run around on the fringes, see if I could even be of little use, and try not to get myself killed, particularly as none of my allies were around to make certain I got raised.

Well, my expectations were partially correct: I was on the fringes, not running around with the rest of the people on their quests and missions. But I was far from uninvolved.

It was soon after I teleported there that he had pulled me aside. I knew of him, had seen him briefly at the last such outing. He came from outside, and while he was providing some assistance to the Realms, there was some question if he was truly a good ally. But he was Important, and I had no idea why he would pull aside someone like me.

It all happened so fast...I really can't remember exactly how it happened, only that pretty much immediately he had me locked in his private chambers.

At that time, I had no idea what his plans were for me, only that I knew I did not want to stay there to find out. I looked around, taking in what was around me for options on escape. I had heard that there were some secret doors and trapdoors somewhere in this old house, and I needed to find one of them. The room was rather bare: there was a queen-sized bed, with a barely-there headboard, and blue and white theme for the blankets. Beside it was a small wood end table and nearby a wooden dresser which was filled with extra sheets and blankets. The door to the hallway was on the north side of the room, and it was solidly locked, the same as the two windows, one on each of the east and south walls. On the west wall, close to the far corner, was another door. Opening that one, I discovered a large walk in closet (or more accurately a crawl-in closet. The room was narrow, the ceiling slanted, giving the place a cramped, stuffy feel. I searched the floors and walls, hoping for some sort of trap door.

I froze when I heard the door out in the main room open. I peered out of the closet door, and my terror quickly turned to puzzlement. It wasn't the "Prince" returning, but another man, someone I had seen on quests from time to time.

"I'm here to rescue you," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me after him out the door. As he slipped through the house towards the exit, I learned that he had been the only witness to my abduction, and had an inkling of what the Prince wanted with me. If he was correct, it would be the seeds to disaster for the Realms.

We didn't even get out the main door when the Prince's minions discovered us and threw me back into the Prince's room. As for my would-be rescuer, he was solidly convinced, with threats, injuries, and ultimately the lure of a magic weapon, to leave me where I was and not to reveal to anyone else where I was and for what reason.

And that was how most of my weekend progressed. I kept trying to escape on my own, but never got far before I was recaptured. And nobody knew what was happening...They were all too busy questing and no one thought to question the Prince as to what he was really doing here. For when he was not out there, giving some aid to the questers, he was back in his private chambers, trying to seduce me.

He tried with various means. First there were presents, and offers for more if I should obey him. There were words...some sweet honeyed words, others practical and logical, and others harsh and cruel. And when the weekend was nearly gone, and still I resisted, he even tried force. I fought him off, though I knew if he was truly determined that I would not be able to hold him off long. I burst into tears.

"Fine," he sighed, partially out of breath from exertion. "If that is your decision, I will leave for now. I will be needed for the next quest, and they still have not found the pearl that I need. Take this time to recompose yourself, and to think about your situation. You really have no choice in this matter, but I would rather you submitted willingly."

I had to get out of there; I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop him next time. The door wasn't locked, but locking the door had proved useless as I had shown over the course of the weekend that I could now pop the lock from the inside and leave the room any time I wanted. He couldn't spare one of his minions for the exclusive task of standing guard outside his bedroom door (besides which that would have likely raised too much interest in what it was that he was hiding), but I knew he had minions in other parts of the house though. It didn't matter though; he had devised another manner of preventing my escape. He had taken all of my clothing, leaving me in only an indecently short, silky slip dress. And such a tactic might have stopped other girls, but it just made me more determined to find a way out. I needed to find one of the secret doors.

Quietly and carefully I tiptoed down the hall, avoiding the boards I knew squeaked. I stopped in front of the next bedroom door and lightly knocked. I pressed my ear against the painted wood, but there was no sound coming from behind it. Anxiously, I twisted the door handle, and gently pushed the door open.

There might not have been any people in the room, but it was far from empty. It was the opposite of the Prince's sparse room, as it was overflowing starting with the furniture, all too large and too many for the small room, to things like clothing, which was piled on top of everything. There could have been any number of secret doors here but the room was so crowded and messy, there would be no way to find it.

I was just about to give up and try another room when I noticed that outside the west window was a large tree. That could be the perfect cover so I could climb out the window and not be seen. The windows were old and stiff, but I managed to pop it open enough to slip out. If I could just keep out of site across the yard, I could hide in the giant caves.

I slinked across the yard, down the slight ravine on the side edge of the yard, my pace slow and gingerly, due to my barefeet. It seemed to take forever, but I managed to get there without being seen. With one last look around to make certain I hadn't been discovered, I slipped into the caves.

The final main quest had begun, but it was on the other side of the yard, and wouldn't reach the caves for a little while. The NPCs were milling about, relaxing as they waited for their part. My entrance was mostly unnoticed, save for one of the organizers who had been closest to the barn door.

Glancing at my clothing (or general lack of it), she snorted slightly "Geez, he really went all out didn't he?" Then she held up a large white gem. "And of all people to come get the Pearl, it's you?"

"No," I shook my head. "I don't want that. Even if I did notice it, which I probably wouldn't have, I wouldn't pick it up. My character is just looking for a place to hide until the end."

She shrugged, placing the "pearl" back down where it had been. "You're more then welcome to try, but this place will be filled with PCs soon."

I first tried a hallway in the back, but a quick look showed me a bunch of monster NPCs lying on the floor. I turned to the Marshall next to me. "Are they there?"

"Yup. A bunch of water sprites."

There was no way I could make my way down the hall and survive, even if the Prince hadn't taken away all of my spells for the weekend. And the entrance to the hallway where I was currently standing was too much of a busy throughway. There was no hiding here.

I didn't know what else to do at that point, and was standing and looking a little lost when a sympathetic NPC waved me over. "There's a small tack room over here. We've got it set up as a parlor for us NPCs to relax in. Why don't you hide out in there?"

I flashed him a grateful smile and followed him in. Unfortunately the room wasn't nearly as empty as I wanted. I tucked myself into a corner and tried to be as invisible as I could.

Well, alright, invisible to everyone other than the guy who suggested I could hide here. And maybe his interest in me was motivated by my current (lack of) clothing, but he was still extremely cute, and he was funny and charming, and I was having a lot of fun talking (ok, flirting) with him.

And that's pretty much how I thought the weekend was going to end. Sure there were a couple hours left until the Event ended, but I was safe, right?


I wasn't certain who was more surprised: me or him. For my part, I thought I was safely hidden in the caves and I certainly didn't expect to see him come in through the back entrance. For his part, the Prince clearly did not expect to find that I had escaped his chambers and was now sitting in a dark cave with another guy in nothing but the indecently short, silky slip dress he had left me.

My surprise quickly shifted to a mixture of fear and shame. His appeared to shift to a quiet, cold fury. He didn't address me at first, needing to take care of his business in that section of the cave first, but the glances he shot my way suggested that if I tried anything he would not hesitate to deal with it in a way that would be extremely unpleasant.

And when he had finished talking with the people he needed to talk to, he didn't even say anything to me: just one look and I got up and let him lead me out of the caves. He paused long enough for one of the questers (who only gave me the briefest curious look), handed over the dreaded Pearl, and I knew my fate was completely sealed.

As people chatted during the wrap up of the Event, I was quiet. I knew that I, or at least his character, wouldn't be able to appear in public for a year, when this Event was going to be held again. Well, I could probably go for a couple months, but before too long, the evidence of my situation would be all too visible. And what horror would be born then?
li_izumi: (Default)
So I wasn't the most productive I've ever been at work on Wednesday, but I'm getting more books done today already.

Didn't get any real work done yesterday with my own research. Instead I read. It was fantastic for relaxing/reading side of things...I sat out on my porch, surrounded by my overflowing garden, the scent of summer and green all around me. Peaceful. Absolutely heavenly. But my summer break is almost gone and I have accomplished practically nil on my own research. Argh.

I've got my main story plots percolating in my head a bit more recently. T'eao has expressed some interest in drawing some of my vampire story, and i've been wanting to rewrite/edit that for a couple years now.
[next few paragraphs are rambling about my story]
This morning, I finally figured out how to smooth up a part in the beginning... I knew I wanted/needed to have Helsing have to stay at Dracula's castle a little in the beginning before they leave it, and an injury on Helsing's part would be a good way to slow their departure. I was seeing the classic shoujo plot device of Helsing twisting his ankle... The part in chapter 2/3 where there is the big confrontation, and Dracula is explaining to Helsing how he had bound himself to him and Helsing makes him prove it...I was seeing Helsing backing up, away from this crazy situation, and Dracula is all "Master..." "I'm not your master, I want no part of this." "Well, Master I think there is really something you need to know..." *Crack* "...and that is that that tile is broken." "Why didn't you say that sooner?"
Cute right? Totally cliche shonen-ai /shoujo comic fluff though, and doesn't really work for the tone of my story, particularly that part of it. And then the answer came to me so easily, I can't believe I didn't think of this way before...Helsing had just been fighting Dracula. Sure, Dracula isn't taking the fight all that seriously and isn't trying very much, but he is still a vampire lord...Helsing gets injured in the fight...He lets his leg get stabbed but in return is able to defeat Dracula. That way there, I can have Dracula first try to do the whole "you're injured, you won't be able to get out of my castle alive" attempt, only to have Helsing sneer at him that that doesn't matter, at least he'll be taking out another vampire lord with him, which causes Drac to laugh about how there is no way that this will kill him, and continue that scene as previously written. I can easily fit that into the first chapter without much problem, and not only does it make sence, it will make the next chapter work so much better.
Now Helsing will be injured enough that he won't be able to just up and leave the castle, making him have to stay/interact there a little longer, and I can work in the plot I have with Dracula's three wives.
[done with story ramble]

I'm bummed that my writing community died last year...it was a little too small really, but I was able to get some feedback on my writing, and I think I was getting that first story arc of Ninsei so much stronger through their help. I'd really like something like that again.

Anyway, my back is hurting a little today...might want to take a pain killer when I get home. In three hours. Ugh.

Also, I just want to get back to the novel series I've been reading this week. I dont' think I'm going to get much of anything else accomplished until I finish it.

What are people's favorite fantasy series?

Also, I am really looking forward to the current story arc in Naruto Shippuuden to end. It's totally lame and the new character its centered on really annoys me. Anyone else watching that wants to chat with me?
li_izumi: (vincent in clouds)
Back about a month ago, a few friends said some things that really got me feeling pretty down, hence my disappearing act. But more recently a good long talk with another friend got me thinking things in a different light, and when another unconnected friend said something similar, got me feeling a bit better about life.

Summary of recent life:

CTcon=mostly ok, some good some not so good.
Anime Iowa = not worth going to again.
Where the hell has my summer gone?? ZOMGWTFPOLARBEAR i have gotten so little research done.
Gained a few pounds, lost those few pounds, still want to lose a couple more. Well, pounds I don't care so much about... want to get my body fat percent down a little more so i can lose that tiny extra pudge I carry around in my middle.
Found the PERFECT book, I totally want it. It's a 900$ book. Damnit. But it's a book on Heian era color schemes of the robes... it's EXACTLY what I'm looking for to make my traditional kimono. OMG do i want it. I could probably even use it a little in my thesis if any of the poems i'm working on mention anything about colors or kimono patterns. Maybe. WANTS. Bloody spendy book.
Code Geass is currently blowing my mind.
Finally got around to starting the George R.R. Martin Game of Thrones book...is very good. I want to get that level of political games in my Romeo and Juliet story.

At AI talked a little with someone about the series that got me into yaoi, Bronze/Zetsuai 1989. One of the aspects that was so awesome (in the manga version, it wasn't in the short anime signficantly) is how Kouji believed that the kid he had been so struck with had been a girl, and how he tried to hook up with Izumi's little sister at first, until he finally came to conclude that it really was Izumi he had fallen for. The whole 'zomgwtfpolarbear, i'm in love with a guy' thing is something i find interesting to explore, but that part tends to get overhadowed by the other obsticles in my stories. It's a complete non-issue for Dracula, and Helsing is entirely too absorbed in the conflict of "zomgwtfpoloarbear, he's a vampire" than "he's a guy". Similarly, Juliet is all "he's a Montague" more than he's "he's a guy". Romeo I think will have some of that, but he's such a simple boy, that I don't think he'll angst about it for long when he finds out the truth of Juliet. And I suspect my pirate/officer will also be more focused on the whole 'opposing sides' thing. I think at some point I need to just write a more regular story, without any of these "enemies falling in love" elements so I can actually play with 'zomg i fell in love with another guy' thing.
li_izumi: (words words words)
I hate waiting.

But there are many things right now for me to be excited about. First and foremost is the return of Lost last night. Very, very cool.

Next, a very important day is quickly approaching. I'm trying to decide what the theme for the 'blowout' of mp3s will be this year.

Furthermore, last weekend I got a hold and watched my copy of Avatar season 2 vol 1 dvd, and when i finished the last ep I couldn't help but feel 'argh, i want to watch more now!!!1!" Not wanting to have to wait forever and a month until vol 2 comes out, I wondered if the Nickelodeon website might give a clue as to when they aired what particular episodes. They didn't (at least not that i could find) but i did come accross the tvguide website and they indicated that ep 6 (the next one i need to watch) is airing today, with the rest of the episodes following every day at 4:30. VERY exciting. So i've got my vcr set up to record (i know, i'm not cool enough for TiVo or dvr or any of the cool tv recording devices).

The final noteworthy item of excitement for me is that FINALLY, FINALLY after years of stumbling, I finally am starting to get a grasp of the next story arc of my opus, Ninsei. The first story arc developed probably about 4-5 years ago. It took me until last april to finally get the full rough story written out, but i had the story pretty firmly in my head for a couple years. But I only had the generalist, vague idea of what the next story arc would be. Now, that vague sense is starting to firm up into an actual outline. I have the bare rough outline done, now to start filling in the details. Quite exciting!

Also, in related news, i am a HUGE GEEK. I know i've said this before, but it bares repeating, particularly with my newest expression of geekiness. I'm coming up with 'theme songs' for my stories. That's actually pretty cool. The geeky part is that I'm systematically going through my collection of music to identify any and all potential 'theme songs'. Also? I've also come up with 3 (or 4 if you want) designations for the 'theme songs' for my stories.

They are:
Theme song: it would be an opening/ending theme for the story or story arc if the story was an anime
Insert Song; if the story was an anime, this song would be used in a particular scene
Image Song (for story arc or character): this isn't a song that would be 'used' directly for the 'anime' of the story, but the lyrics/mood seem to fit with either a particular part of the story, or a particular character

For example, in the case of case of Eien no Momento, I see L'arc en Ciel's song, Coming Closer, as the ideal 'opening theme song', with the chorus going:
Coming Closer
Hurry up, hurry up,
Time is going so fast
Hurry up, can't save you
Can't slow it down
You know, this is your fate
Do you feel lonely? so Lone-lonely
Cry to the wind
(though it should be noted that the 'do you feel lonely' sounds to me like he's saying 'i feel lonely'. both works :))

Eventually, when i finish my geeky systematic approach, i'll write up a list of theme songs and include it on my website. Yes. I am that much of a geek.

I suppose if anyone's read any of my stories and comes accross a song they feel fits in with a character or scene or story in general, please let me know. I'd be interested in hearing it.
li_izumi: (haru o daite ita)
I had a fun weekend. H-kun came to visit, crashing at my place to and from a day of skiing. Friday night we watched a ton of anime music videos, and saturday night i hooked him on my new obsession: Death Note. Yesterday afternoon I helped T'aeo move a load of things down to her new house. In between all that, I watched all 9 episodes from the Hana Yori Dango drama series, writing up summaries that I'll spend the next couple days translating into Japanese for my homework assignment (yes, my homework assignment was to watch a dorama series and write a summary for it. I know, I know. It's a tough life, but someone has to live it). I also came upon a new drama series that I'm enjoying called Kimi wa Petto (You are my Pet). I've heard of the manga before, and wasn't particularly interested in it, but the drama starred an actor I've enjoyed in other works and have started to follow, so I figured I'd give it a shot. I'm glad I did because it's turning out to be quite interesting. I'm not entirely certain how this show is going to pad out to 10 episodes long, but I'm sure there will be more twists complicating the plot as things continue, as Japanese drama are pretty good in that regard.

In other news, with a little conversation with H-kun, a plot bunny has wormed its way into my head for a new story. It is already developing very strongly. Bwah ha ha ha ha ha.

And what is this story going to be, you ask? Well, just picture this:

Rome & Juliette.

Shonen-Ai.

Yes. That's right. A boys-love version. Picture Juliette as a boy who has been raised as a girl his entire life.

And you thought i was nuts for a shonen-ai Dracula story. You ain't seen nothing yet!

The story won't be an exact copy of the Shakespeare version, of course. Shakespeare is the base and model, but my story shall be rather different, owing to the fact of course that there is a cross-dressing Juliette in it. I'm really quite excited by the idea of this new story :)

It needs quite a bit more planning out, as I have a general gist of things and a few scenes coming together in my head, but it's still quite rough. I will probably get much of it figurd out in the next few weeks, being that it's the plot bunny currently in my head, but i don't know if I'll start writing it any time soon. I might plan it out completely but hold off on writing until November, and use this for my next NaNoWriMO story. I suppose that's neither here or there at this point though, as I first have to figure out the story more.

Ah, I was having a bit of a crappy morning earlier, but just thinking about my story has put me in a much better mood. :)
li_izumi: (vincent)
It's been a while since i last posted (this seems to be a trend with many of my friends on LJ of late). I'm well, my holidays were quite nice, loved seeing family, and i've resumed work a bit slowly, but am getting things done (eventually).

I've had things that I've felt like writing about here, but just haven't had the energy to really do so. Mostly i've been considering writing anime reviews of the series i've been watching recently. There is one series in particular which is on my 'current watching list' that started this past autumn... and well i still don't have the energy to go about doing a big review or anything, and besides, such is not what has promted me to write today.

What watching this particular series HAS promted me to do is to finally get off my tuff and get the manga series. I did indeed buy vols 1-9 this past weekend, and proceeded to read these 9 vols immediately on sunday. And, as i discovered with a bit of research on the internet, as the series is only 12 vols long (sort of 13, but the story ends with vol 12), and with the cliff-nature-y aspect of the series, the intensity of the story, i knew i HAD to read the rest. I couldn't wait for it to come out every 2 months for the next half year. I had to know NOW. So yesterday i searched around a bit to find scanlations of the final 3 vols, and devoured those last night as well.

(Tonight I intend to watch the live-action version of the series that i d/led as well ;) You know how i can get sometimes... have to read/watch/consume everything/anything relating to the certain story.)

Again, I could get into quite a discussion on the series... a review of the manga or anime, or just comments on the series as a whole. If people are interested i will try to do so in the next few days.

Anyway, what i'd really love is to have someone who's seen it/read it all to talk to about theories of mine ect. but as there is nobody that i know of who has read it, i'll have to wait until i can get someone else addicted to it. bwah ha ha ha ha (mine is an evil laugh).

Right, where was i? oh, right... i was just relating how there is much i can talk about, and yet i'm not going to at this point, and all of this is just a preamble for what subject matter promted me to post on my LJ.

I want to write a fanfiction.

Now, those of you who know me shouldn't be particularly surprised by this fact. If a story really affects me like this one obviously has, than it's pretty natural i would be inspired by it to write something, including fanfictions.

The problem is merely that i haven't had time to really think about it, to imagine the story that i want to tell. This shouldn't be a problem for long, of course, but for now, all i have is the faintest touch of a story idea tickling my imagination, and yet the inabilty to act upon this idea for the time being.

And that is the fact that has promted this post... that frustration of wanting to be in a time and place in which i can just spend a good while just imaginging the flow of the story that has touched me, to play it out in my head completely.

And for those of you who enjoy my writing, if i do get aroudn to writing this story, it will most certainly be a 'chapter 7' kind of way. >:]
li_izumi: (Default)
Well, tomorrow marks the beginning of NaNoWriMo, of which i'm very excited. I shall be working on my Animal Half story which is one of my oldest stories though i have not worked on it very much, certainly not nearly as much as i have worked on Ninsei (which was created about half a year after Animal Half.)

Back in high school i wrote out a bit of the story, which was originally going to be a comic (and in fact would still makea great comic), but while the characters have strongly developed in my head, i have never really done much with the story. 2 years ago i tried/considered doing a web-serial, like a webcomic except short stories rather than a comic, but that never really happened. So basically, these kids have been in my head for 10 years, it's about bloody time i started telling their story.

Anyway, i'm going to repost here the first chapter that i wrote two years ago. It doesn't need major revision, so i see no point in completely rewriting it for NaNo, and since i wrote it before november 1, 2006, it doesnt count for NaNo. Therefore I'm posting it now, as a jumping off point for tomorrow.

So for those interested in reading my story this year, here is chapter 1:
Animal Half chapter 1
li_izumi: (stained glass)
Well, it's back to the same old same old, as i'm back at work already. Gods am i tired! Anywho, i had a great holiday.

I got lots of good presents: a kayak for much fun come spring time, an electric car starter to make life a little easier in the cold months of winter, and a few cds and dvds i wanted. i also got a bit of money, so i have splurged a bit and bought some things i've been wanting to get for a while. i got a load of anime dvds, and i intend to get my PS2, as i STILL don't have one yet, and i'm going to get one just in time for the PS3 to come out!

I was able to see many of my friends over the break, starting with a highschool friend and then to most of my college buddies over new years.

So yeah, for the most part i had a marvelous time. Got a little bit of news that came as a bit of a shock and got me rather down, but generally it was a wonderful time.

I don't really do the whole 'resolution' thing, but i do have a few things i want to do; they were things i already planned back at the end of october, but with NaNoWriMo taking over november and then needed a few well-earned weeks of break from everything after NaNo, and then the holidays, i decided to wait until i got back home and settled before making my committement.

Basically, i want to get into the habit of writting a little each day. I'm going to start slowly and build up--try to really develop this habit so it sticks! Therefore, as of now, i would like to get 200 words a day at least 4x a week. This writing can be anything--a sniplet from one of my stories, a little character study, a dream i had that night, a bit of dialogue that came to mind, a long description of the view out my window, whatever.

I'm going to be 26 in a month and a half. It's time I got serious on my writting. It's time to finish things, time to get working towards publishing. If not now, when?

Anyway, i hope you all have had a marvelous holiday.
li_izumi: (Default)
Well, NaNoWriMo has ended, and my life is starting to return to its more normal pace. Except i have to wake up earlier since i'm opening the library half an hour early as part of end of the semester 'extended hours' that my library does. And i'm trying to fight off a cold. And my aparto still looks like a disaster and i really ought to do some serious cleaning this weekend.

The combo of cold and waking up earlier has me feeling rather sluggish, and i really wish today was friday so i could sleep in tomorrow, but i've got one more day of early rising before the weekend, and then another two weeks after that.

I've got a pile of books waiting for me to read, Earth 2 and Lost season 1 dvds to watch, and a bit of anime i downloaded a while ago piling up to get to. I'll be kept pretty busy for a while yet.

As those who have been reading my story this month will realize, the story is far from over. As i mentioned a bit in the final post, i started the story without really having any time to plan it, so now i'm going to take some time, plot out the story, develop the world, the religions, the cultures, figure out those details before continuing on (and rewriting the first part). It is my hope in april to do another "NaNo" type writing event, and perhaps i will write the second part then. (Or I could focus on one of my other stories, such as Ninsei which has been pushed to the side for a little while now).

In the mean time, i've got an idea for another fanfiction forming in my head. (My Red Dwarf fic will get finished in the spring/summer after i get the final dvds) The idea for this new story came to me as i was just starting to work on Ring of Time, so it got pushed aside while i worked on my NaNo story. Now that that's over (for the time being), i think i might start in on a Petshop of Horrors fanfic. PoH is a really cool, very pretty manga that i highly recommand. The final volume came out many months ago, but i recall being very taken with it. A bit of a plot-bunny wormed its way into my head, but i will need to plan it out a bit before starting.

I know, i'm horrible... i really shouldn't be starting yet another story without finishing any of my other ones. I will get back to my other stories, eventually, i promise.
li_izumi: (mist)
He was always watching her closely; she never seemed to manage to go long before he was there, scolding her. He was dark, serious, and on edge. There was something about him that could almost be like the fannon Snape. She didn't particularly like him very much, but it wasn't like she thought he was actually an agent of some dark lord or anything like that. Just that he was a mean, sarcastic, stick-up-the-ass instructor.

That was, until she saw him killing one of the others, and she realized how dark he really was.

"We have to get out of here!" She urged her friend. "He's going to come after us next!"

They escaped quickly into the night, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Surely now they would be safe.

Time passed. How much time? Weeks at least. She now had an assumed name, new location, new contact. Surely he would not be able to find them now. But as she checked her new LJ account, she found a message waiting for her.

It was very polite, almost sweet (if she didn't know how dangerous he was). He mentioned how he had been worried when she disappeared so suddenly, but fortunately a mututal friend revealed her new name. And now he knew exactly where she was again. He would never have thought to look on a pirate ship (?!!) but he was in a ship nearby now.

Looking out the portal, she saw indeed another ship besides her own. Anger at her friend coursed through her, but then she realized that he probably tortured her friends for that information. Next time she wouldn't give anybody any idea how to find her.

But how to get away? Her friend didn't have any ideas; it seemed hopeless. But then...maybe not...


He had her at hand at last. He had been afraid that she had gotten away when she disappeared those couple of weeks ago.

And ah, there she was, right on the deck.

Suddenly, the ship exploded.

He threw his arm up and cringed back from the explosion. As the last bits of the ship smacked into the water, he searched intently on the waters for where she was. After several anxiously moments, he saw her. She started to sink; he dove into the cold waters without the slightest hesitation.

She was sinking incredibly fast, he had to struggle to go after her. He could almost reach her...



"How can we get away?" Her friend asked her. "Even if we distract him by blowing up the ship, there is no way we can get far enough away that when he looks past the ruin he wont' be able to see us sneaking away. It's no good."

"He will see us, yes. If we're on the surface. But if we were below it?"


It was a tiny sub, powered by peddles that the two pumped with their legs as if it were a bicycle. the contraption was completely submerged except for a small bit of pipe that stuck a few inches above water as a snorkle.

The girls peddled furiously, desperate to get far enough away.

Suddenly, there was a clanking on the top of the sub. She stared up in horror as the top opened.

Blinking into the sun, she looked on in horror at his silohette. "Did you honestly think that was going to work?" He asked, a touch of both amusement and sarcasm tinged his voice.

They were trapped now.



~~~~~

Have i mentioned recently how odd my dreams are? i don't think the Snape-like guy was actually trying to kill me, but my dream-self thought he was. There was definately something more going on that she didn't know about, that's for certain. He wasn't snape, didn't look anything like Snape (well, he had shoulder length dark hair, but that's about it) but he did have a obnoxious teacher who one could be certain would be working for a dark side if any of the teachers did. and yes, I actually dreamed of looking at an new LJ account, where he posted his message to me, and yes, i did escape to a pirate ship. I don't know. I honestly don't know.

Terror

May. 10th, 2005 09:32 am
li_izumi: (mist)
i was going through my writings folder on my computer, trying to find more Ninsei notes so i can gather them all together in one spot when i stumbled upon some of my earlier writings.

this is a short story i wrote for one of my fiction workshops. it's pretty much complete, so i fixed it up a bit. i'd love to get more feed back before i say it's 'finished', so any c&c would be greatly appreciated.

the events in the beginning have been altered slightly for simplicity sake, as well as the ending (the events actually continued after the point i stopped, but that wasn't necessary for the story). all the dialogue was made up because i have no memory of what was actually said, but it was something like what i wrote.

terror )
li_izumi: (sore wa... himitsu)
It started with a missing cat.

How he had gotten out, none of us knew. We, my sister and i, scoured the shores in the hopes that we could spot him. The water was clear, and we could see directly down to the sandy bottom. We could see each rock and each fish swimming by.

I couldn't help but feel a twinge. Certainly if the fog had lifted enough when my last cat went missing, and the water was as clear, I would have been able to save her. But that was another issue, and she was long since gone. Now we had to focus on finding him.

The fog continued to lift and before long, we could see across the way. Stretching out across the entire bank was a gigantic house. With nothing else to try, we went in.

The first rooms we walked through were filled with cats of all sizes and colors. Each was more adorable than the last, and we wanted to take them all home with us. But none of them was the right cat, and so we kept going.

We were greeting in the next room by the butler. He took our coats, and gave us some tea. He was an elderly chap, with only a thin ring of white fluff for hair ringing around his head. Only a few inches taller than me, he was short and thin. He wore a finely pressed suit, and the coat had long tails. His face always seemed rather stern, and his lips in a continuous light pout, as if he was perpetually sucking on a lemon.

As I was drinking my tea, my mind pondered our situation. And the more I pondered, the more I realized this had become something very different from a simple search for a missing cat. There was something else I had to find, something else I had to do.

After tea, I turned to my sister and told her that she should turn back now. I was the one who had to do this. She looked at me intensely, and then nodded. The butler led her back outside, and I continued to go further into the house.

I came to a bedroom, where a small boy lay in the middle of a large bed, surrounded in a sea of white fluffy pillows and blankets. I climbed onto the bed beside the boy and he looked at me with solemn eyes. He pushed the blankets off him as he sat up. Taking my hand, we walked to another room.

"I must find something," The boy told me.

I nodded. "I know. I must find the same thing. I shall find it for the both of us."

He looked up at me again with his solemn eyes. As if by my words I had passed a test, he nodded. "Then I shall leave it to you."

He turned and standing in the shadows was another man of the house, the Master's right hand man, as it were. He wore a mid-length coat that buttoned on the side and had a high collar. He always wore a mask that covered his entire face below his eyes. The mask was finely carved. His eyes were dark and cold.

He took the boy's other hand and stepping back, he led the child away from me. With his dark eyes staring intensely at me, the man faded back into the shadows of the house with the boy.

Chilled, I fought the urge to flee this strange world that I found myself in. With a deep breath, I continued.

It was in this next room that I met the Master at last. He sat on a large wooden chair that could have been a throne, dressed in a fine, elaborate coat that could have fit a king. His hair was long and dark, but neat. He too wore a mask, but his mask covered the top half of his face, leaving his lower jaw and mouth uncovered. Also, his mask was not carved, but smooth, with a swirl of paint on one side.

I bowed my head to him and announced that I would be living here for some time. With a simple nod, my fate was set.

Days, weeks, months... it was impossible to know how long I lived in that strange household. The fog outside kept the sky a continuous grey haze, and it often impossible to determine any passing of time.

The household was much larger than it first had appeared. There were numberious maids and butlers that scurried about their duties of caring for such a large building. I tried to incorporate myself into the household by joining the maids. My efforts were rewarded only be bemused smiles by the other girls, who let me do as I pleased, as they continued to treat me as a guest.

But my purpose soon became clear when I was summoned to the Master one day. Eternally bored, to him I was a fresh face, with new stories to relate. My days (or what I determined were days) were spent keeping the Master company by talking, playing games, or even just sitting by his side.

I quickly became very fond of him, and I knew for his sake as well, I had to find it. (But what was it?) He, in turn, seemed somewhat fond of me as well. At least, he seemed to have a hint of a smile when I was around. He was warm in his discussions, though he always kept a large part of him back. He was very open on the surface, but underneath that lightness was a reserve, and I could not penetrate that solemn silence. His real self was locked away, like his face was always behind that mask.

It was almost somewhat dark the night I was attacked. I always slept very lightly since I had come to reside in this house, so I awoke with a start when it entered my room. With a rush it was on me, pinning me down. I was terrified, but I knew that he would come to my aid. More with a sense of purpose than my fear, I screamed.

The Master, and his silent man came rushing to my room. As his man chased it away, the Master sat beside me to comfort me. I fell against him with shaking sobs. At first he seemed surprised by our physical contact, but quickly brought his arms around me and held me as I continued to cry.

I think I must have cried myself to sleep. It was later (though how much later?) and the return of the silent man woke me slightly. Still more asleep than awake, I somehow became aware of a wordless conversation. (Or was it merely a dream?) I gathered that the silent man was worried because the Master was not wearing his mask, as the Master had rushed to my aid so suddenly he hadn't had to time to put it back on. I faded back to sleep.

It was early morning (or near as I could tell) and the sky was lightening somewhat. I found myself lying half on top of the Master. With my head on his chest, I could feel the slow deep breaths that indicated the Master was still asleep.

I remembered. He wasn’t wearing his mask right now. I could finally see what he looked like. And yet… and yet that didn’t seem right. The Master had come without his mask because he had rushed over to save me. It wasn’t right that I should then betray his trust and sneak a peak at his face when he was obviously keeping it hidden the rest of the time. I would see his face when the Master decided he wanted me to see it.

So without glancing at him, I slid off the bed and left the room. As I left the room, I came to a start when I found myself standing before the silent man. He stared down at me, and I held his gaze. He seemed to know what I had decided, and broke eye contact.

I felt as if somehow I had passed another test, and later that day, with a clear conscious, I greeted the Master who was once more in his mask.
li_izumi: (words words words)
The castle was old, and we had been its guardians for generations after generations. It was taller than a mountain, made of sturdy stone, and withstood both the tests of time and war. It had always stood, and it always would.

It was with deep regret that we faced our newest challengers, for they had once been apart of our tribe. Over a century ago they had settled out in the nearby valley. At first they were merely an outpost for us, but over the years they became a distinct village in themselves, and they grew to resent our 'meddling'.

Yet before our fight heated up, another army marched to the battle fields. Before long, there were five armies facing off, all after one thing: the castle. A five-way battle is not a sound endevor, and so we knew we had to make some quick alliances. We convinved those who had once been part of our tribe that our disaggreement could be settled peacefully between ourselves, and so we ought to join up against these outsiders. They saw the wisdom of our suggestion, and joined up their pony-riders with our war horses.

However, a new army joined the scene that disrupted everything. A portal had opened and a demon army poured out of it. Quick talking got the other armies to join up with us and all five armies turned to repel the demons.

It was a long and vicious fight, but in the end we drove the demons back. We refused to let the victories armies turn against themselves again, and convinced them all to go down to the nearby village where we might discuss a peaceful agreement.

But the demons were not destroyed, and they quickly regrouped and returned. The lone garrison left to guard the castle was no match for them, and the charms and wards on the castle itself would not hold for long.

There were six of us, made up from all five of the different armies, plus a strange wizard. He led us through the twisting turns and passageways in the tallest spires of the castle, where even we guardians had hardly dared to tread. Stairs twisted, hallways doubled back on themselves, and doorways were hidden. The only rhyme or reason to the maze of passageways would be that of a madman.

And through it all the wizard led us. Coming to an ordinary wall tucked in a small, out of the way room at the top of a spire, The wizard knocked lightly with his staff. The Knock spell revealed a hidden doorway, and the wizard ushered us through.

There was food and drink enough to last many days of hiding in this room, but time was pressing. The demons were starting to enter the castle. It would be only a matter of time before they would find us.

Could we find the secret text first?
li_izumi: (Default)
I'm totally excited about my new story idea for NaNoWriMo, and i can't wait till monday when I can get started on it. Though i'm really happy for the week between coming up with the plot and the start of NaNWriMo, because it's giving me time to outline the plot.

Normally, i have a rough idea of the overall plot, and some clear idea of certain scenes. As i write, the story develops, and the rest of the story fills in. But that's also exhausting... I get a bit of the story, then i stop, sometimes for years, before i pick it up again and continue.

My new story seemed like it woudl be the same... I had the general plot, knew the major points, knew some key scenes in detail. But i had no idea how to get from the beginning to the start of the major story. I knew that it is the time the two get to know each other, and the foundation of their relationship, and a way to show their characters before i up the angst factor. i knew i couldn't just skip over that part, but that's the kind of area that i always seem to not know.. how to get from the beginning to the cool part? damn character development.

but as i said, i've been working on the plot. today i've hammered out the intial outline to the plot. in doing so, i was 'writing' the story out, and was able to fill out more things. ie, when i was writing about when the shit hits the fan in the Dracula-Helsing relationship, i was thinking, this would be more dramatic, and more moving, if right before this, they had gotten really close. realizing that, i was able to fill out more of the plot leading up to Big Plot Point^tm. and that happened several times, that by looking at the story outline, i realized some things i would need to add or do to really make the story work.

it reminded me of when i was writing a paper on Hamlet, and thinking about how i think Hamlet was faking his madness, but in doing so, got so caught up into it that he did become mad, with particular emphasis on his 'to be or not to be' speach. Hamlet knew that he was being spied on, that's why he said it. that was all part of his act. why do i think that? because ever other time hamlet is angsty and wants to die, something had just happened that made him mopey. but the scene right before the "to be or not to be' speach was when he was all fired up on proving that Claudius had killed his father. "The plays the thing where in I'll catch the concious of a king!" Hamlet's fired up. He's got a plan. There was nothing between that scene, which ended on a 'i can do this!' attitude, and the 'to be or not to be' scene where he's whining about wanting to die. thus, i think he knew he was being spied upon, and was giving that speach to further the rumors of his madness.

so the point of that, was i came up with that idea by ploting out the script, plotting out his angstiness to the scenes that caused it. i was doing similar with my plot outline. 'i need a happy close scene here, so i can really make the next scene that much more horrible!' 'it's the climatic scene already?! crap... i need another happy scene to come right before that..."

the next few days i hope to fill out the details a bit more. ie, i have this plot against dracula that another vampire lord comes up with.. but what is this evil plan? it would be good to figure out!

i'm totally fired up about this. i don't care if i reach 50,000 words or not, but i want to complete this story.

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