reborn from the cold ashes' of cohost, it's back! all your lil' gals in a big underlord -- with spies, thieves, assassins, bounty hunters, smugglers, rebels, warlords (new!), pirates, mob bosses, fixers and fences!
check out this blog & follow for a year's supply of 200 re-runs and 165 new prompts in a decently shuffled order. cohost house style means they're snappy, meant to help you be specific not be specific for you. hope you like 'em tumblr.
write a story to a prompt and i'll give it a lil' reblog. send in ideas via asks and i'll post 'em. (subject to my discretion ofc.)
welcome back to friends of eggbug, hello to new ones. and lastly hi! your underworld mastermind is @meli-writes.
hey so back from what?
in case you're curious, this blog was originally on cohost! cohost was a social media website made by anti-social software club, a small worker co-op, and was designed to be a site w/o all the bad incentives of regular social media sites.
so, no metrics, no quote-tweet style reblogging, no algorithms, discoverability through tags, etc etc
sadly this is also what makes those sites profitable (ehhh maybe) and it still had its problems but one thing it did have was the cohost writing scene.
see that design also resulted in a really unique scene. short, snappy prompts and the accounts that made them rehosting stories written in response become the perfect way to discover each other. and there was lots like:
magical girls. monsters. demons. jesters. princesses. mech pilots. villains. heroes. normal guys & gals. and more!
really special too was that it was a majority lesbian & trans scene. not really for any reason other than just luck, but it was really special and a lot of us still stay in touch now.
as for this, it feels like a nice way to make sure these are still out in the world and it's something different to the usual tumblr house style.
i would be loathe not to tell you there's already a fantastic response for this back from cohost already btw:
“What happens if there are magical traps in his house?”
“Dora,” the elf says, rolling her eyes, “he’s an old creep who hires young women to put on silly, skimpy servants’ uniforms and do everything in his house that he could do perfectly well, if not better, with magic, and would, if it wasn’t an excuse to be surrounded by short skirts and cleavage. He’s got a constant stream of new staff as he leches his way through their tolerance for him; do you imagine there are a constant stream of echo-skulled nubile maidens getting immolated and de-skeletoned and hellsent inside? No. Of course there are booby traps, and of course they don’t attack the staff.
Cohost writing prompt: @spy-thief-assassin-who — Thief who insists wearing the maid outfit is essential for this bit
