My Personal Works

[raisanenwrites]

Prince of New York - Rough Draft Edit #17 - 2/24/19

Chapter 1

Alouicious sniffed the air, which smelled like geraniums in bloom. The stench was out of place in his study. “Someone is coming,” he thought. He sat still as a man materialized in front of his desk. The man had blond hair, and piercing, deep blue eyes. He wore heavy armor which looked like it might have come from some anime set in the near future, with a katana on his back. “Hello, my name is Bruno. What year is it?" 

 Alouicious was slightly confused by the question. He understood the words that formed the question, but not the reason behind them. "The current year is two thousand and twelve." "Oh, you speak the common language, that makes things so much easier. Things are about to get terrible very quickly, if they aren't already.” He paused for a second. “2012, huh? A long way from home." An inkling came to Bruno. "I'm from Earth. This Earth, to be exact." He scanned the large room. "Well, from the state of this room, and the manner of your attire, I would say that the world has not gone to Hell just yet." Bruno took a moment to praise the Lord that all was well before speaking again. Just as he was about to speak, he got another inkling. "I did say yet. There is still time to save Earth."
 The second time Bruno had come up with something Alouicious was thinking, he knew what he was dealing with. "Bruno, I'm shutting my mind off to you. I'm sure you'll understand.” With the speed of thought, he shielded his mind to the stranger. “Now, you speak of the world going to Hell, what do you mean by that?" "I,” he paused, searching for clues from the immediate area. “I do not know. Not exactly, anyway. We must be vigilant." Alouicious watched his son walk into his study. "What is it, Ky?" Bruno turned his head to see a tall, bearded man. His frame was massive. His facial structure was similar to that of the man at the desk, indicating to Bruno that this was Alouicious' son, and caused him to look back at the older man. The only physical similarity between the two were their faces. Whereas Alouicious had shorter, straight red hair, this younger man had dark straight hair which fell to the middle of his neck. Alouicious had eyes like emeralds while his son's were as ice chips, though both men had eyes which seemed to glow incandescently. There was also a distinct generational difference which manifested itself in their manners of dress. The boy wore a black, sleeveless t-shirt and jeans with holes in the knees, and Alouicious wore business attire. "Perhaps those disturbances in Brazil have something to do with it?" Ky asked. "It's a possibility," Alouicious responded. "We will have to dispatch someone immediately to check it out. The Brazilian government has done a decent job of covering up the recent attacks, but they can't keep it under the blanket forever." He looked from Ky to Bruno and back, considering briefly the options open to him. “Stay with your mission,” he said, to which Ky nodded. “Are you prepared?” “I'll be ready to be leave by nightfall.” “You are dismissed.” Again, Ky nodded, then turned and walked out of the room. “Will he need assistance?” Bruno asked. Still looking at the door which Ky had exited, Alouicious responded. “No, he is perfectly capable of handling this assignment.” He looked back to Bruno with his unnaturally lit, dark green eyes. “We need to find out what is about to happen to our world so we may better prepare for it.” He thought for a moment. “Might I ask; why did you appear here?” Bruno lightly smiled before responding. “I was drawn to a large gathering of psychic energy,” he stated. He felt around with his mind, trying to pinpoint the focal point he had mentioned. “Have you not felt anything?” Alouicious thought for a bit and also reached his mind out, realizing that the blond man was right. Chapter 2

“Your kind seems familiar to me,” Bruno mentioned in a casual tone to the man still sitting at the desk. “A similar mental signature to the vampires on the future Earth I just came from.” Alouicious arched his eyebrow at the mention of vampires in the future. “Perhaps you might show me in the quickest way? It may give us a clue as to what is coming now.” Within moments, both mental shields were dropped and Alouicious had flashes of experiences burst into his mind. In the visions, he saw a gigantic alien form which would make implode the minds of lesser beings, as well as smaller forms which seemed to be related; humans fighting alongside his kind against the hostile aliens; humans who were as much machine or beast as human;

[raisanenwrites]

StarCon Or Bust

“Aliens can't really exist, can they?” The emphasis of his last two words essentially canceled out the man's skepticism. Already, his paradoxical nature was apparent. The fact that they were on their way to a sci-fi convention should have denoted a certain willingness to believe in such entities.

Earlier, LaJohn had seen a man standing in front of a car on the shoulder of the road, and he wouldn't have stopped if the man hadn't been holding a cardboard sign which proclaimed “StarCon or bust!” Pulling over easily onto the shoulder and stopping just a few feet before the man who was now jumping in place from apparent giddiness, LaJohn rolled down his window. By the time his window was down, the slightly overweight white man was already there, panting his thanks and making his introduction.

“Hey! Thanks for stopping. I was on my way to StarCon when my car stalled out and I had to pull over.” Without giving LaJohn a moment to speak, he continued. “My name is Steve Dreiberg. Pleased to meet ya.”

Periodically glancing in the rear-view mirror at Steve, LaJohn took in fully the details of the man he had picked up on the side of the road.  Almost a stereotype, he was a Caucasian with slightly curly brown hair that, if straightened, would most likely go down to the middle of his ears; his face was freckled around his cheeks and on his forehead, which actually formed a kind of frame around the frame of his horn-rimmed glasses. He had on a yellow shirt which read “StarCon '06” which told LaJohn that Steve was a regular.

He was also the type of person who rambled on and on about every little thing, but mostly trivia. Already in the last ten minutes he had covered a few topics, from what he had done after his car stalled to previous conventions he had attended, and finally to Star Trek and Star Wars, which had prompted the question of belief.

Finally, after being asked such a question, LaJohn looked over to his son in the passenger seat, and even though he seemed to be blocking out the conversation by staring out the window, he had no doubt that Jordan was still listening.

“You know what?” LaJohn replied. “I think it's entirely possible for aliens to exist. Look at how many stars there are. Each star has its own planetary system, and at least one from each of them has to be similar to Earth. The mathematics about this don't lie, you know?” He looked into the rear-view mirror again, seeing that Steve was eating it all up. “Even if there aren't other planets like Earth, I'm sure that life would find a way to make up a race to live.”

“Yeah, I've heard that before, but I wanted to see where you stand on the issue. Like, sort of a test, man. I mean, can you believe how many people watch shows like Star Trek and don't believe in even the possibility of aliens?”

  LaJohn wasn't thrilled at the prospect of being tested on his willingness to believe in aliens, but he figured that Steve was harmless. Jordan had shot his father a look that suggested he thought the guy in the back might be crazy, but LaJohn ignored it. He looked into the rear-view mirror once again to the sleeping man directly behind him.

Atith, LaJohn's best friend from work, had fallen asleep with his earbuds in and snuggled up inside his hooded sweatshirt, which concealed much of his face. Atith was about ten years younger than LaJohn, but they had become friends relatively quickly over science fiction shows and fantasy games. LaJohn envied Atith his sleep and continued down the highway.

Several hours, and several conversations, later, they finally made it to the off-ramp to Sacramento, where the convention was always held. Atith awoke while they were still on the highway and had introduced himself to Steve, and he didn't even seem bothered by the man's distinctive personality. It was early dusk when they finally arrived at the hotel that they were staying at. Steve hauled his belongings out of the back of the van, said his goodbyes with promises of meeting up during the convention, and went to the front desk to check into his room.

LaJohn and company followed suit a few short minutes later.

[author-james-raisanen]

Book of Poetry

I want to write a book of poetry written by Ky Daniel Domine. It will be written in various medieval languages and here’s a sample poem from when he was helping to build the castle in Korsholm:

Brick by brick

Up it goes

What will it look like?

Nobody knows

[raisanenwrites]

Random OC Facts: Ky Daniel Domine

1. He is absolutely the type of person who would pose for a picture in front of an old-ass oil painting of him to make people headcanon him as an immortal.

2. I have decided to change his physique from tall and wiry to tall and “extra thicc”, like a strongman.

[raisanenwrites]

This is how Ky Daniel Domine is built

[caitlin-elias]

Paste a section of your wip and find out what author your writing style matches up with!

Comment who you’re matched up with!

[fanfictionwriter101]

I got J.R.R Tolkien!!

[punkrorschach]

Agatha Christie!!!

[author-james-raisanen]

For (working title) Aduso’s Adventure, 

For Eyes of the Vanquisher, Worlds, Here I Come, 

For Wanderer: Amidst Nightmares, S.T.E.A.M. (original), Wanderer: Becoming Immortal, 

For Prince of New York: God Eater, 

For S.T.E.A.M. (edit), 

[raisanenwrites]

Random OC Facts: Ky Daniel Domine

1. He is absolutely the type of person who would pose for a picture in front of an old-ass oil painting of him to make people headcanon him as an immortal.

2. I have decided to change his physique from tall and wiry to tall and "extra thicc", like a strongman.

[raisanenwrites]

Character Tarot Answers

I was tagged by @cherish-writes . I can do this again, I have plenty of OC’s to do this with.

Rules: Do a random Three Card Tarot Draw then see what it is on the Tarot Ask List, then tag some peeps.

Bruno Xavier:

The Moon: When has your character’s path become unclear?

This question actually has two answers: it has never been unclear, but it has. Bruno was raised as a devout Huguenot, and as such, his path has always been guided by the word of the Lord. However, after becoming a political prisoner for King Louis XIV, he didn’t see any way that he would ever get out of the Bastille and back to his community.

The Pope: Who has served as a mentor for your character?

His father, Jacques, was Bruno’s mentor until his death.

The World: When has one of your character’s dreams come true?

Some time after the events of Worlds, Here I Come, Bruno traveled back in time to his home universe to aid in the destruction of the Bastille. It is his proudest accomplishment, despite having helped so many in other universes.

I tag: @claybefree , @v-v-x-x , @brynwrites , @nerdyczar , @writings-of-a-narwhal , @writingmyassoff , @writingdidyoumeanfighting , @awbucks , and whoever else wants to do this.

[raisanenwrites]

Tales From the Omniverse, an Ebook by James Raisanen

Tales From The Omniverse by James Raisanen is a collection of excerpts from stories that are currently being written. Each is a science-fiction story at its core.

[raisanenwrites]

Character Tarot Answers

I found this on the blog of @writingmyassoff and though it was interesting, so I decided to do it. After looking at the questions, this is going to be a lot more difficult than I thought for the character I picked.

Rules: Do a random Three Card Tarot Draw then see what it is on the Tarot Ask List, then tag some peeps.

Ankh:

The Hermit: Write about a time when your character did some soul searching. What did they find?

During the time (roughly ten human years) that Ankh was left on her own to survive in the wilderness. She decided that because of the treatment (shunning on the same level as the Amish) she endured by the other children, she would do everything in her power to help others. Her feelings of abandonment and loneliness spur her on to provide companionship for as many people as possible, which is why she wanders.

The Sun: When does your character sit back and enjoy themselves?

Ankh doesn’t relax in the same way that others might. Her relaxation comes from the endless wandering that she does. Despite the fact that she derives enjoyment from helping people, still she doesn’t like being in one place for too long.

The Magician: When does your character unleash their creativity or resourcefulness?

Her creativity really comes through when she’s in the process of helping someone. In the story Wanderer: Amidst Nightmares, she is fighting a nightmare dragon. The dragon is considerably larger than she is, even in her weretiger form, which would make a ground assault pretty much irrelevant. So she jumps up onto the roof of a nearby building, then uses that to launch herself onto its body to start attacking the head.

I tag: @trailcoyote , @annemontrosie , @cherish-writes , @s-haun-ean , @phoenixway , @sweetnightmaregaming , @cecilias-satellite , @this-lion-guy , @sophisticated-narwhal , and anybody else that wants to do this. I know I have a lot more writer friends, but if I tag all of them, I’d be here all day :P

[author-james-raisanen]

Random Facts

Here are some random facts about the Earth I’m creating that will probably never be shown in my books

1) It is 100% legal for people who are serious about committing suicide to offer themselves as ritual sacrifices to religions that still practice that.

2) Five of the (minimum) seven universes connected to my multiverse have dealt with monster outbreaks, each with varying degrees of success. These “monsters” are the closest thing to Romero-style zombies that I get to writing.

More to come as I think of them

[author-james-raisanen]

Wanderer: Becoming Immortal

Hundreds of birds of varying species took flight suddenly as a roar pierced the relative silence of the forest. The roar was a combination of agony and surprise. 

Despite her vastly differing physiology, the werebear before her had managed to quickly assess the locations of her vital organs. She felt her body falling backwards from being shoved, the sudden sensation of the ground at her back slammed her lungs against her chest, forcing her to struggle to catch her breath again.

“Are you even trying?” The werebear stood menacingly above her, seeming to be twenty feet tall to Ankh’s watering eyes. “You need to learn how to use your shape-shifting ability to shift about your organs.” Gasping for a while, Ankh was finally able to start breathing once more, and she blinked a few times before getting up again.

No sooner than she had gotten to her feet, she was being struck at again by the larger creature. Instead of trying to perform the instructed task, she dodged backward just out of the other’s reach and and a full stride over to her left. Finding another fist coming at her as soon as she finished her stride did not surprise her this time, and she ducked slightly and bobbed forward to strike the werebear in the stomach. Doromar reached down to grab the female’s tail and lifted her straight up in the air, causing Ankh to scream out once more in pain and anger. “Stop trying to fight me and start learning what you’re supposed to!” He tossed the weretiger off to his right and bull-rushed her, swinging a massive paw for her abdomen.

Having no room to maneuver and nowhere else to go, Ankh was forced to take the hit, and managed to move her stomach, but a second too late. Practically paralyzed from the blow, she rolled onto her back. “Well? Get on your feet! You need to be quicker than that if you’re going to live!” He grabbed at the fur on Ankh’s chest and pulled her up, waiting until she showed a sign of being able to stand on her own two feet. Doromar took a few steps back and looked Ankh over. “Maybe I was wrong in thinking you were ready for such training?”

“Shut up,” Ankh interrupted, glaring at the bear. Overhead, dark grey clouds flashed and sizzled with heat. Had the two been high enough, those clouds might have looked like giant brains illuminated in a darkening sky by lightning that travelled between one another. The lightning brought thunder as the dense formation was heated, but the air did not smell of rain. Innately, Ankh understood that the beatings she had recently received would have killed a lesser being, but that wasn’t the thought that was forefront on her mind.

Focusing her mind and energy, she was able to ignore the pain for a while longer. This act also allowed Ankh to visualize her innards and how she might rearrange them. Ankh opened her blue eyes and looked at Doromar, which he took as the invitation to attack again. Despite his size, the werebear moved quickly, taking a giant step forward and striking at her left pectoral where her left lung sat. Ankh stepped into the blow and brought her own fist up into the area where Doromar’s solar plexus should be.

ZZZZZZZZT!!! BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

A bright flash brought the gigantic explosion of sound moments after they struck each other, both standing upright, paws pressed against the other’s body from the impacts of their attacks, apparently unfazed. Doromar laughed as he righted himself and removed his massive hand from Ankh, Ankh doing the same but without laughter. She had to admit, however, that the bear’s deeply rich, booming laugh was infectious, but this was not the time for joviality.

“What you have learned this day would have taken others weeks to accomplish. I mastered it quickly, myself, but nowhere near as fast as you. We’ll train for various scenarios for the sake of being thorough, unless you have pressing matters to attend to, that is.” He seemed to be inviting Ankh to respond with the last part of his statement.

The weretiger gave the matter some serious thought for a few moments and shook her head. No, she didn’t have anything she needed to do for a while, and she wasn’t one to squander and opportunity to train.

“Then let’s end for the night. Just because you don’t need to sleep doesn’t mean that I should deprive myself. You know where to meet me at dawn.” With that, Doromar turned and lumbered back to his home. Ankh got down on all fours and bolted around the forest in search of something to occupy her time.

[author-james-raisanen]

The main character of a prequel side-story to the entire Wanderer series is Aduso.

I’m glad I finally have a name for him because the name is crucial in developing an actual personality. If the eyes are the window to the soul, then a name has the potential to be the window into the character itself. It can tell you region or time of birth, the character’s place in the family (as with Aduso), and so many other crucial details to your character’s personality.

[author-james-raisanen]

The Moral of the Story Is...

For all of your WIPs and completed works, write a line that describes the moral of the story. It can be as funny or as serious as you want.

I was “tagged” by @brynprocrastinates

Time Fracture Saga: Prince of New York: God Eater WIP - Monsters are among us.

Time Fracture Saga: S.T.E.A.M. WIP - Some things are better left unknown.

Time Fracture Saga: Wanderer series WIP - No moral as yet, just a series of flash fiction and short fantasy stories.

Time Fracture Saga: Untitled 1 Planning/Development - Hope is never truly lost.

Time Fracture Saga: Untitled 2 Planning/Development - People don’t change. (This is an alt-universe where the internet is invented in the antebellum era.)

Time Fracture Saga: Worlds Here I Come Finished - Faith can be rewarded greatly. (This is a short origin story for a character.)

Time Fracture Saga: Prince of New York: God Slayer Planning/Development - Nothing is permanent, not even gods.

Time Fracture Saga: The Eyes of the Vanquisher WIP - Mankind was always meant for something greater. (The introduction is finished, but I fully intend to expand this story.)

Cooking the Books Finished - Love can be tricky.

You’re No Fun Anymore Finished - Be careful whom you trust. (This is a short movie script.)

Social Experiments, Or How I Prove Nice Guys Are Assholes Finished - Be careful whom you choose to date.

To be honest, I’m sure there are more stories that I have finished or working on, but these are the big ones. These are the ones that I’m most proud of.

I tag: @optimustaud , @la-verduleria, @amyanda, @aspiringwriter22, @freshzombiewriter and whoever else wants to do this.

[author-james-raisanen]

Wanderer: The Bard

♪ Had he been the first to know… ♪

The room ruptured into a blast of noise as people in the chairs and on the stools applauded and cheered at the end of the bard’s acapella rendition of a well-known epic. Only one did not, for the mouse woman had actually been part of the adventure that ballad was chronicling. Though she would not confess it, she hated the way that history was changed for the sake of a song.

Most of the people in this room were not even thoughts in their parents’ minds when she had traveled with that group, and she never tried to correct anyone because nobody would believe her anyway. She tossed a copper coin on the floor at the bard’s feet while she scowled beneath her cloak’s hood. Not once was she ever mentioned in the song, because the glory-hound fool who survived decided to omit her presence when relaying it to others, all because there were many things of value that he had taken.

The act of throwing a coin on the floor made her think of her people, and how the degree to which she was integrated in this new society would confound them. She could not return to them, she knew. Even if she wanted to, they had already returned to their home planet. Ankh clenched her fist and stood to go up the stairs to her room, for she had much to accomplish the next day.

[notapaladin]

Reblog if it's okay for people to come into your askbox and ask about your OCs

Even if I’ve never spoken to them, even if I don’t know them from a hole in the wall, even if they’re on anon, people asking questions about my OCs make my day.

[make-snakes-longer-deactivated2]

I’m bored send asks please

[author-james-raisanen]

If any of you are interested, my favorite OC’s are as follows:

Alouicious Domine Ky Domine Ankh Bruno Xavier Ambrose Wraithton Fanny Wraithton Frizzan/Moretz the Fierce Gareth Stoutbottom

[aftertheworldends-blog1]

Character Flaws - Tag Game

@kitwillan this is the best tag game what the fuck I will do it like… 4 times. ^_^

I only protest to neurodivergency being a character flaw??? I don’t know who started that but shame on you???

rules: bold the flaws that apply to your character

Character: Liana Blackthorn

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Aaand one more time

Character: Gareth Heights

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

  One more? One more!

Character: Richard Nash

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

  Finally, the last one!

Character: Kia Yao

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

  *Please note how my first Main Character has the biggest list of flaws. I believe in problematic faves.*

  Tagging:

 @sapphicauthor @write-the-galaxy @crowgale @koalascribbles 

[crowgale]

@aftertheworldends This is the best one I’ve ever seen, thanks for summoning me from the abyss… AND YEAH!!! NEURODIVERGENCY IS RAD AS FUCK!!!

Only gonna do three cause I’m nursing a headache.

Character: Ridley ‘Morri’ Dread 

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humourless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naïve | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-hatred |     self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Character: Electra Fuyuthien

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humourless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naïve | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-hatred | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Character: Valraven Tangalon

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humourless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naïve | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-hatred | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

I SUMMON YOU @xephyrss @author-james-raisanen and @oceins NOW GO FORTH AND SLAY EVERYTHING!!!

[author-james-raisanen]

Character: Alouicious Horatio Domine

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Character: Ky Daniel Domine

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Character: Ankh

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

Character: Lord Ambrose Wraithton

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic

I tag @optimustaud, @trailcoyote, @dr-archeville, @brynwrites, @taz-writes, @imaginal, @occoris, @sophisticated-narwhal, @fereality-indy, and I honestly can’t even remember who all else writes and is active. If you want to do this, please do and tag me

[author-james-raisanen]

Ankh’s Age

So I’ve done some comparative math. If the average human lifespan is 80 (eighty) years, but the oldest living human was 122 (one hundred twenty-two) before death, then the average lifespan of someone of Ankh’s race would be, roughly, 934 (nine hundred thirty-four). Using a similar metric for figuring out the absolute limits of lifespan for her race ((which is already capped at 1,400 (one thousand, four hundred)), I was able to figure out that Ankh’s age is equivalent to that of a 21-22 (twenty-one to twenty-two) year old human.

P.S. At least, I hope I did the math correctly. If anybody is able to prove me right or wrong, I would greatly appreciate it.