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Still interesting. The Unseelie Court is usually portrayed as Always Caotic Evil, to the Seelie's Big Good. It'll be interesting to see a story focused on them.

That's also one of the things I like a lot in The Dresden Files, both courts are present and neither fit withing the morality axis of us puny humans. To the point where dealing with the Fae is dangerous business in general, regardless of their court.

Pixelmage wrote:Still interesting. The Unseelie Court is usually portrayed as Always Caotic Evil, to the Seelie's Big Good. It'll be interesting to see a story focused on them.

That's also one of the things I like a lot in The Dresden Files, both courts are present and neither fit withing the morality axis of us puny humans. To the point where dealing with the Fae is dangerous business in general, regardless of their court.

Yea another author who does interesting things with that is Simon R Green. well maybe not interesting they're still always chaotic evil but the Fae(he calls them elves) aren't divided into seelie and unseelie(or if they are they're both evil). Also he shows in one of his series that they weren't always pure evil and it was just something that happened and now I'm just kind of rambling

Guyshane wrote:

Pixelmage wrote:Still interesting. The Unseelie Court is usually portrayed as Always Caotic Evil, to the Seelie's Big Good. It'll be interesting to see a story focused on them.

That's also one of the things I like a lot in The Dresden Files, both courts are present and neither fit withing the morality axis of us puny humans. To the point where dealing with the Fae is dangerous business in general, regardless of their court.

Yea another author who does interesting things with that is Simon R Green. well maybe not interesting they're still always chaotic evil but the Fae(he calls them elves) aren't divided into seelie and unseelie(or if they are they're both evil). Also he shows in one of his series that they weren't always pure evil and it was just something that happened and now I'm just kind of rambling

I recall a long time ago, an old friend mentioned something about faeries in one of the books she was reading where they were especially vicious little buggers. They liked to break peoples bones in order to hear the pretty sound of their screaming... does anybody know which book that was?

ningyou wrote:

Pixelmage wrote:The Fair Folk... I like it. Planning to have a Titania?

No, I'll be playing with stories about the Unseelie Fae. No Oberon and Titania this go-'round.

@Vic: Have you tried websites like behindthename.com or something similar? There's a menu on the upper-right hand corner of the screen where you can search for names by meaning. You could even go really abstract if you don't want the eight symbolism obvious--you know, the symbol for infinity kind of looks like a sideways eight, so maybe use a name that means "forever" or "eternal"?

Yeah, I thought of that, but having the infinite at her name could not looks like as a reference to 8. And I know there are sits like that, but I have so many tabs open that I don't even know anymore...

Everyone's already going mad,
And now I feel quite bad
For working with a prior hatch.
Maybe I should start from scratch?

You should.
But we're not forcing you. No peer pressure at all.

So um. I feel this has to be said. I did once write about 12 chapters into a actual book I was writing. I still have it and will post it somewhere if anyone is interested.

Pixelmage wrote:You should.
But we're not forcing you. No peer pressure at all.

Suuuure. Now I feel compelled to do both at the same time D:

Lordxana0 wrote:So um. I feel this has to be said. I did once write about 12 chapters into a actual book I was writing. I still have it and will post it somewhere if anyone is interested.

I'm interested!

It is nearly time! Nearly #PanicTime I mean, of course! Oh dear...

Also Xana, by all means, if you want to post it I'm sure plenty of us will read it.

So I've done a little prologue for the start of my new story. I'm staring at you, Pixie. What do you guys think of it, and the symbolism?

What makes a man?
A face, two arms, two legs.
Five parts, five.
What makes the face?
A pair of eyes, a pair of ears and a pair of nostrils. A grinning mouth and a lying tongue.
Five feautures, five.
The arms? The legs?
One small, one ring, one middle, one index, one opposing.
Five digits, five.
How does the man live?
He listens, tastes and touches, sees and smells.
Five senses, five.
A man is built by five, built in five, built around five. Take away one and the body is impaired. Four compensates, to do what five do, but four does not, can not equal five. The voluntary rejection of any of five is the rejection of the man. They who make four the desirable make that which is human inhuman.
-Doctrine Vespertilio

*Dodges the stare* We're both in the chatroom, so I won't type much here right now. =P

agoraoptera wrote:So I've done a little prologue for the start of my new story. I'm staring at you, Pixie. What do you guys think of it, and the symbolism?

What makes a man?
A face, two arms, two legs.
Five parts, five.
What makes the face?
A pair of eyes, a pair of ears and a pair of nostrils. A grinning mouth and a lying tongue.
Five feautures, five.
The arms? The legs?
One small, one ring, one middle, one index, one opposing.
Five digits, five.
How does the man live?
He listens, tastes and touches, sees and smells.
Five senses, five.
A man is built by five, built in five, built around five. Take away one and the body is impaired. Four compensates, to do what five do, but four does not, can not equal five. The voluntary rejection of any of five is the rejection of the man. They who make four the desirable make that which is human inhuman.
-Doctrine Vespertilio

Uhhhh... Ominous

This is the first two chapters.


Prologue
My name is Jake Hunter, and I am a half human, half angel hybrid. Now I realize what I just said sounds strange and crazy, but it is one-hundred percent true. I am guessing you are asking yourself how this is possible, well I will tell you how it all started on the first day of high school, the day everything changed for me, the day I gained my wings. And that fateful day… is also the day I died. And well I suppose that you can already guess that I am alive right now. Anyway what you are about to read is the story of my life, the experiences I have felt, the people I have met, and the monsters I have battled against. I have changed names, ages, and even locations of most of the people around me, but other than that everything you read now is going to be true. I feel people need to know the truth about the war between heaven and hell, the battle for the ultimate fate of humanity. So read carefully, this is my story. And it all started with me waking up on that Monday.
Part 1: The beginning of the new me
Chapter 1
Waking up
That day started as just about every day had started for me, with my alarm clock sending out an ear splitting beep from its speakers. I turned on my bed and looked at my clock in distain. “Why does summer have to end so quickly?” I asked myself this with a quick sigh and switched off the alarm. I jumped out of bed and stretched my arms towards the sky. “Another God given day it seems” I smiled to myself lightly and dragged myself to the bathroom. I quickly stripped myself off my clothing and hopped into the shower turning the hot water as high as I could and stood under the super heated stream of water. After a few minutes I turned it off and stepped out and started to dry myself with a nearby towel. I walked over to the mirror and wiped away the steam that coated it so I could get a good look at myself. I smiled and was greeted by a dirty blonde haired boy staring back at me. I slowly ran my hand across my face and sighed knowing that there wouldn’t be even the slightest hint of stubble on it. I quickly shook my head to get rid of any water that could be hanging on and put the towel around my waist. I went back to the room and quickly dressed into my current outfit, nothing exciting, just a white dress shirt and a pair of jeans. “While I guess it is time to head to school” I sighed to myself and walked out of the room into the kitchen and saw the phone had one message on it. When I clicked it I heard my dad’s voice come out of the answering machine. They would be gone for two weeks exploring, meaning that I would be on my own for awhile. I grabbed an apple and walked out of the house making sure that I locked the door on the way out. The walk to school was uneventful and when I arrived in front of it I felt myself get nervous. My family and I had moved here not but three weeks ago and I didn’t even know one person, all I had was a backpack, a schedule with my seven classes, and the cross I always wore around my neck. While standing here isn’t going to help me, guess I should walk in.
I walked into the hallway of the school and looked around at all the different people. This may sound strange coming from a kid, but I never really got teenagers, they seem to go out of their way to be different or strange for no real reason other than to be different and strange. I continued walking deciding that I would just head straight for my classroom when I noticed a girl opening her locker. She was wearing glasses and seemed to be a little taller than most girls I had seen so far in the school; by the looks of it she was a freshman too. But that wasn’t the real reason that my eyes happened to wander that way, rather it was the guy that had his hand next to her locker that I noticed. Right away I was able to tell one thing about this guy, he was bad news. He had a metal stud in his nose and his black hair was all slick and greasy. He had a smile that would make even a shark weary of him and his eyes were bright with dark intent. “Hey there cutie maybe you and me could hang out after school and do something” He grinned at her.
She looked at him and gave him a small smile. “Thank you for the offer, but I would rather not” She was about to turn around when the boy grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her so she faced him.
“Do you know who I am?” he growled. “I am Derek Ryan’s; my dad is the captain of the police force”
“I don’t care who you are, let go of me!” she pushed him back and he stumbled few back a few steps.
“You stupid little” he raised his hand back for a slap but before it connect I had caught his arm with my hand.
“She obviously doesn’t want to talk to you, so leave” He spun around and looked directly at me.
“And who the hell are you fresh meat” he glared at me with eyes full of malice.
“That doesn’t really matter at the moment, what does matter is that you are the son of the police captain, and how do you think your dad would react if he found out you were in a fight during the first day of school?” I looked at him knowing full well that I could take him if it were really needed. I had been trained in plenty of martial arts, partially due to the fact that my parts were always worried that I would be hurt and also because it gave me a fun way to work out my frustration.
He broke his arm from my grip and sneered. “This isn’t over you little punk, just when you think you are safe I will be right around the corner” he turned and walked away.
I sighed to myself, five minutes in and I would already have to watch my back, that had to be a new record. I turned around and smiled at the girl. “Are you okay?”
She nodded lightly and smiled. “I didn’t need your help you know” she said this without malice but rather a grateful smile on her lips.
I grinned lightly. “No you didn’t, I just hate punks like him. There is only so much that people should have to put up with,” I smiled lightly and looked at her again. She was really cute, she didn’t look like she was one of those girls who wore whatever was in and loaded up with make-up, but she was beautiful in a natural way. She had short brown hair and a pale complexion. “My name is Jake Hunter by the way” I held out my hand to her.
“And my name is Katherine Locks” she shook my hand and smiled lightly. “So new to this town huh?”
I looked at her. “How did you figure that out?” I looked down at my clothing a little worried. I mostly did my own shopping and I usually went for off the cheep rack stuff. Not that I was poor or anything like that, I just didn’t like spending a lot on myself.
“Because no one in this town had the guts to stand up to that jerk” She smiled lightly at me and my heart started to beat a little bit faster.
“Thank you for the compliment, I hope to see you latter” I said this just as the starting bell began to ring.
“I hope so Jake Hunter” she kissed my cheek. “Thanks for saving me” she walked away to her next class leaving me utterly speechless. This moment was so perfect I doubted anything could ruin it for me. And at that exact moment the world began to break apart before my eyes.

Chapter 2
Rebirth
I looked around my in utter shock. The world around me seemed to be cracking and falling apart. Large shards of the world seemed to fall to the ground and smash into pieces around me. It made no noise but I covered my ears and shut my eyes tight. I had only been this scared twice before in my life. At one time I had been scuba diving with my parents when I was ten and only had ten percent oxygen and was too far down to rise slowly to the surface of the water as I had been taught. The other time I was climbing a mountain and my main harness broke almost sending me crashing to the ground, which I would have if not for my back up. But this more than anything else that had happened horrified me, even now I have no words to use. After what seemed like a life time to me I finally gained the courage to open my eyes and look around. The world seemed to have lost all of its color, and rather than people there were specters composed of black and white. On some of these creatures the black seemed to outweigh the white, but on others the white was more abundant than the black. I had no idea what this meant, and to tell the truth I didn’t really care. I needed to escape this place and fast.
“I truly do hate the taste of children, almost as bad as the taste of old men,” I turned my head and saw something straight out of a comic writer’s worst nightmare. It was a monster, about a foot taller than I was; it was covered in green scales and had an almost shark like set of teeth. On its hands were claws that looked like they could leave a scratch mark on solid steel. It reached a claw into the form of one of the specters and pulled back, holding a ball of light in its claw. I gave the specter a glance and saw that what had been taken out of it started to refill almost instantaneously. But this time instead of light it seemed like darkness filled the cavity left by the monsters hand.
I froze to the spot unable to move out of pure terror as it looked back at me with shock in its eyes.
“What do we have here,” It looked at me and the shock disappeared leaving it with dead emotionless eyes. “Human, but that shouldn’t be possible, your kind can’t enter this realm without help,” It started to move closer to me but was lifted in the air and bashed into a wall hard.
“Foul demon, thou shall not lay a finger on another person as long as
I stand,” I turned my head and saw something beautiful, amazing, crazy, and utterly spectacular. What I saw was an angel, wings and everything. He wore a kind of white robe that was kept together by a golden sash. He had two pure white wings that spouted from his back. I looked at his hip and noticed a sheath for a long sword. He walked next to me and looked down with confusion in his eyes. “Human? But that isn’t possible,”
I looked up at him and noticed that behind him a new creature had appeared. It looked like a set of black armor that moved on its own, it had flames spouting from its shoulders. In its hand was a large lance like what I had seen people joust with in renaissance fair aimed at the angel’s chest “Behind you!” I yelled out.
Before the angel could move the armor had plunged it’s blade through him and into me, maybe an inch or so away from my heart. “D... Darn it,” the angel collapsed on top of me.
“Good job my armor slave, you might be junk but you were worth the innocence that I gave up for you,” the armor pulled its lance out and walked over to the monster with a slow dutiful stride.
I tried to gasp out but the pain prevented me from even drawing the breath for it. This was the single most painful moment of my entire life. I felt my blood flow from my body. “B…boy what is your name?” the angel somehow managed to gasp out.
“Jake Hunter” I somehow managed to force out.
“Jake Hunter I am guessing that you don’t want to die here, so I will make you a deal,” he coughed harshly but no blood came out. “Fuse with me, we will become one and together we will be able to not only fight this demon, but win,”
I looked at him and knowing that this was the only choice I had that would save my life I nodded. “Let’s do it, I don’t want to die so fuse us!”
At that exact moment I felt a pain that passed even the pain I had felt before. The entire world went white and that was all I knew for what seemed like an eternity, pure infinite white. But the pain disappeared and I could see again. I looked down and saw that the wound was gone and there wasn’t even a scar remaining. I looked around and the angel had disappeared “Ok I am healed, now what?” I got up to my feet but the creature didn’t notice, content to continue his feast.
Now we fight. I heard the angles voice in my mind.
“That I can do” I got up and I felt a power that was impossible to describe, it felt like I could fight a mountain and win. “Hey ugly, we aren’t finished yet,”

The monster turned around, as did the armor. “How are you still living?” It took a step back in fear. “Kill this thing, and do it right this time!”
The living armor ran at me with its lance with a speed like I had ever seen before. But I didn’t feel worried, to tell the truth I felt excited, like there was electricity running through my veins. This time I wouldn’t go down. It thrust the lance at my gut but I moved to the side before it could connect. I grabbed its metal hand and brought my hand down in a chopping motion and I felt the metal literally break into a million pieces under the force of my blow. I wasn’t sure who looked more shocked, the monster, or me.
Don’t worry about the how just keep fighting!
I twisted my body and kicked the armor back shattering its breast plate and grabbed the lance before it fell to the ground. I held the lance in front of me like I had seen people do in the movies and grinned. “Come on metal head why don’t you come at me?” I taunted the armor. It ran at me and pulled back its good arm, but before it could deliver a blow I stabbed the armor and pinned it to a wall. It ceased moving and stayed pinned to the wall. The monster was now on the run trying to escape. “Where do you think you are going ugly?” I ran at it and grabbed its head and threw it to the ground. I pulled the lance out of the armor and stabbed down piercing through the creature’s chest. No blood spurted from the body, only a large mass of liquid darkness. And when that faded it disappeared “While that was a bit anticlimactic don’t you think?”
I suppose you are right, but enough joking around it is time to get you back into your own world for now.
A white portal appeared before me showing the normal world in all its glorious color. “Time to get going than” I grinned to myself and stepped through the portal and back into the world.

*Suddenly feels very unproductive* Darn it, it's not November first here YET!

iN CASE ANY OF YOU NEED THE APPROPRIATE MUSIC, GUYS: http://www.listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=gOSnen64a7M

Holy... NaNo's site is offline!

It's very slow for me. I suspect they're having a metric Bieberton of traffic right now, as it either is November 1st in some parts of the world, or will be shortly.

Oh... It's back up now...
Ah, and Xana. I'll read your excrept soon. Didn't get to it yet, but I will.

ningyou wrote:It's very slow for me. I suspect they're having a metric Bieberton of traffic right now, as it either is November 1st in some parts of the world, or will be shortly.

This is why I never posted first day last year.

SO who else still has no idea where they're going with this?

Scarab wrote:

ningyou wrote:It's very slow for me. I suspect they're having a metric Bieberton of traffic right now, as it either is November 1st in some parts of the world, or will be shortly.

This is why I never posted first day last year.

SO who else still has no idea where they're going with this?

I have two characters, a start but no overall plot nor time. And you?

Scarab wrote:

ningyou wrote:It's very slow for me. I suspect they're having a metric Bieberton of traffic right now, as it either is November 1st in some parts of the world, or will be shortly.

This is why I never posted first day last year.

SO who else still has no idea where they're going with this?

Do you need to ask? I'm um since 5AM, it's 10PM now, I won't be able to write anything at midnight and I can't sleep. #Overdirve

And I also have other concerns...

Pixelmage wrote:Do you need to ask? I'm um since 5AM, it's 10PM now, I won't be able to write anything at midnight and I can't sleep. #Overdirve

And I also have other concerns...

Welcome to nano. Always other concerns... remember last years pep Talk about the sick cat? Still writing when one has other issues is... irkesome.

WE SHALL PREVIAL!

I started an outline. I'm up to the first chapter. Time to dive in, methinks.

I may get into this later, but for now, I am always open to proof reading. I'm Sicon112 over there too, so if you want to outsource the proofreading while you keep working, just send it to me in a message.

I am panicking.. no, I'm not... but I AM panicking.. because I may or may not have a novel idea.
and I feel lost.
*whimper*

I have a setting, no plot, no character. I have a structure for the story but no content. ><
Oh and nicely done Xana. A bit of spelling, but I like the idea. Literal hybrid and not, say, a half-breed.