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Heads Up, Seven Up [ 09 ]

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And ending the day off good with an old tag game we kept for way too long - sorry our dear, we didn't mean to hoard ya for so long - but here we are anyways!

Thanks to the wonderful @stanrendipity for tagging us! You can find their response right here! :D

Rules: Post 7 lines (or paragraphs, or whatever!) of your WIP, then tag 7 people!

Tagging with no pressure: @gothamxwattpad | @wildswrites | @autumnalwalker

We will be focusing on Grayland's Shadow for this one!

The plea only hits the fog for a moment; Grayland sighs a little, boredom and dissatisfaction flooding through before he stands and leaves the Observer, ignoring the small noise that comes, the call that almost wants him to focus on it.

“Grayland!”

“Please wait for me here, my dear Observer. I do believe the Blight of the Shade is enough to keep you busy.”

He moves to leave with that, turns back as the Observer moves to stand. It is a mess of an affair; the man struggling to get his leg underneath him, breaths gasping as he holds his Cursed wounds. He is trying to keep himself together, Magicks more focused on his survival than the threat before him. Grayland lifts a brow, gives a dead smile as he waits for a beat.

“Yes, my dear Observer? Do you wish to curse me before I go?”

The Observer opens his mouth, Grayland blinking as he stumbles hard into the furniture, body faltering with the Blight he wasn’t ready to defend against. Grayland hums, turns back to leave before he feels Magicks slams through the room, Mitch’s presence dissolving with his final words.

“I am coming back for you.”

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Happy STS, Natsume! For Grayland's shadow: What's your favorite location in the story? Sending good 🌌🌌 vibes 🌌🌌 and good luck your way! - ✨️ Enchant

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Thanks for stopping by, Enchant! We are actually answering this on the right Saturday, so yay for us! :D

Anyways! For Grayland's Shadow, we think our favorite location is Grayland's garden. We think there are a few more scenes within the garden in our second draft of the novel, but it is definitely our favorite if only bc it is the one place where things are settled down and content during the story.

Grayland takes his gardening seriously and he does hold a love for plants like any Anderson! He grows roses and hybrids of all shades and styles, and his garden is actually one of the few places where you can find Grayland, wholly himself and without the degradation that the Blight and Shades bring.

He also meets Mitch in his garden! c:

Happy Storyteller Saturday!

☕️ Natsume Rune, the Natsume Rune System

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Storyteller Saturday!

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Happy Storyteller Saturday Everyone! c:

We are always open to asks, and want to just give everyone a small post, if you want to ask about any of our WIPs! We have five main ones, that are more vibrant than the others, and we have a whole World that gives us more trouble and whump than anything else! Or feel free to ask general questions! [^o^]/

The Main WIPs!

Grayland's Shadow

The Plague Begins With Me

Marathon Runners

Mitch's Journals

The Vagabond Child

The Rapunzel Witch

The List of Other Works

The Worlds! (more to be added)

Navamora, the World of Witches

The Characters! (more to be added)

The Immortal Neal Anderson

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Fun Fact Friday pt.1

Thank you for the wonderful tag, our beloved @bardic-tales! We are so sorry that it took us absolutely forever to get to this, we are hoping to get through our hoard of tag games this month! c:

Check out her response to this event!

Rules: List as many fun facts about your OCs, writing process, or WIPs as you want

We think, starting out for now, we will be focusing on one WIP and doing three facts about the Work itself, the characters, and then the writing process! c:

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This week, the spotlight is on Grayland's Shadow!

The Work In Progress:

This is the first book of any solidity that we completed a draft for! It holds 37 chapters, including a Prologue and Epilogue, and told a story of Insanity, and the aftermath of its claim.

This is the first story that held actual details of murder and horror, and starting out, it was easily the worst thing we have ever written, and it sat by itself for a long time bc we didn't know if anyone wanted to read about murders and demons.

This is one of the only stories featuring a second person point of view, and the first time that we wrote in present tense with that point of view in play! We found that neither of those were as daunting as we had originally thought!

The Characters:

Grayland actually was inspired by an anime character, and yes, we know how terrible that thought is! But the character was wonderful and filled with such intrigue and interest that we immediately got hooked on them and developed the early versions of Grayland from that!

Mitch and Grayland's relationship got overhauled along with the first draft of the story, and now, they are very much different than the first thoughts we had about them. They went from strangers with a weird responsibility to one another, to actual members to the same Family, and things got a bit more interesting with that thought.

Grayland, canonically, wears full suits during almost every occasion. He is a fancy man who enjoys the more luxurious items of clothing, and he does think that everyone is more than noticed with how they present themselves. His attire normally also includes cuffs, gloves, a hat, pocket watch or wrist watch depending on his designs for the day, along with a cane, normally birch or mahogany, and more for the accessory than necessity, so it is more than likely that his cane also holds a weapon. Along with the rest of his person; Grayland hides a plethora of knives, daggers, collapsible staffs, scissors, among other things.

The Writing Process:

We normally write this second draft as if Grayland himself is going over the account, like a bad diary entry that is being judged. Grayland kind of hates the first writings of his person; he has grown as a character since the first draft, and it does show through with a lot of the actions and responses.

While writing this story, we tend to have the murders happen in the second person point of view, pretense tense. This kind of helps a little bit with our own immersion, bc instead of going through the eyes of the murderer, Grayland, you end holding onto the last breaths of the victim who comes and goes within one chapter.

This story was first written in 2016, along with one of our first actual attempts at NaNoWriMo! We ended up putting this on hiatus after that, developing our worlds and our writings for a long time before we finally decided to come back and do the second draft this year!

We have added the Content Tag List, just bc it is content for our WIPs, but there will be no other pressure in having to do this if you don't want to, or have been tagged before! The main tags will remain open, so if anyone wants to use this as an excuse do join in, then this is your excuse! c:

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The Not Yet Abandoned Works pt.1

Photo by Jilbert Ebrahimi on Unsplash

welcome the the pages of our Creation

Introducing Grayland's Shadow,

Initial Concept:

This is the story of the black sheep of the Anderson Immortal Family. It holds onto the perspective of the Observer Mitch, the murderer Grayland, and the soft child that changes the Balance, Molly. ~ horror (insanity), murder, low fantasy ~ first, second, third point of view, present tense ~ poorly ignored feelings, not-so-happy ending, everything given is taken, charismatic killer

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World:

Lodesh, the World of Humanity and Innovation, One of the Worlds within the Storyverse to hold no Knowledge of those around it, Lodesh holds the truest population of Humanity. Without passage to the Galaxy Gateway, and ignorant to anything but their World, it is a place that most of the Storyverse leaves to itself. Lands separated by a small handful of continents and most of the World discovered, Lodesh is inhabited in almost every scattering of Land. Littlehaven, The Town of Tranquility, The main stage for the unfolding of the pages, Littlehaven is a Town that holds gentle calm and quiet comfort. Situated around a plaza that has held the tests of Time, most of those who call it home enjoy the serenity it is known for.

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Magicks:

A Shade’s Contract, Binding by the darker desires of the mind, Shades hold the ability to grant wishes at the price of the soul. Feeding off negativity and darkness, they slowly destroy the mind and soul of whoever they bind themselves to The Knowledge of the Observers, Created by the Three themselves and blessed by Time, the Observers hold the Knowledge of the Worlds within their mind. Having the ability to note every whisper of Beings and Beast, they hold Knowledge without spoken thought.

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Societies:

The Beings of Humanity, Thriving and surviving in most of the Worlds within the Storyverse, the Being of Humanity hold the majority of existence. Given over to their greed and paranoia, most Beings keep to themselves and their own, rarely being able to truly expand their Knowledge. The People of Magicks, Blessed by the Ancient of Beasts and Beings, Algor, the People of Magicks hold the impossibility not given over to Humanity. Holding Knowledge within their very being, they give forth Blessings and Curses.

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Characters:

Grayland Shade Anderson, Man of curiosity and impossibility, he holds host to a Shade that gives them the urge to find the breaking point of Humanity. Driven by his desire for Knowledge, he attempts the ultimate horror of murder. Dark hair with bright hazel eyes, Grayland stands with the elegance of a man with both the time and energy to make the World bend. He is average height, solidly closing in on six feet as he keeps his hair trimmed nicely above his ears. He has piano fingers and artist's hands, and he is built enough to hold his own even against most men. He has a few paper cuts along his hands, white scars barely ghosting over his tan skin. He is lightly tanned, without many blemishes, having only a few moles on his arms. With eyelashes short and eyebrows thin, his face is more chiseled and framed, holding more form in the chin without it being too prominent. His voice holds the attention easily, having more calm and mellow tones that give both a sense of peace.

The Observer Mitch, Observer to the Worlds of the Storyverse, and bringing Salvation to many, Mitch tries to bring about logic and reason to Grayland. Attempting to save the man and the World from the Insanity that the Shade holds, he takes Grayland as his charge. With black hair allowed to grow wild and grey hiding hiding purple Magicks, Mitch stands over six feet, holding the aura of someone ancient and powerful. Given over to practiced discipline, most are only shown his indifference and impassive nature, being spoken to only if necessary

Molly Conners, Curious and bright, Molly is a Being of Humanity that pushes wishes for Knowledge outside the realms of normalcy. Holding to the thought that anyone can be of inspiration, she takes the chance that Grayland gives her, and more than that. On the shorter side of the spectrum, barely shifting higher than five feet, Molly exudes the soft confidence of a knowledged woman, rather than the ignorance of a young adult. She has long, wavy brown hair, reaching the middle of her back, allowed to hang wildly without much effort in control. She has brown eyes, long eyelashes, and bushy eyebrows, with thin lips and a soft double mole on her left cheek.

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Status:

Currently revising our first draft, we are also bringing about more worldbuilding, and scene drafting, along with redrafting the entirety of the story.

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Snippet:

You press accept and put the receiver to your ear, readying for screams and yells. “Hello?” “Where are you? It’s already ten twenty-five! I thought you’d be home by now.”You sigh and explain. Bus running late. The boss that didn’t let you go right away. The traffic lights messing up big time. You get off the bench and start walking, hoping to regain some of the heat the bench stole from your legs. “Are you sure the bus is late? Do they run this late at night?”You check the bus schedule and confirm that they do indeed run this late. Tell her the bus is around ten minutes late, your eyes scanning the street for any sign of it. “Well, how about I just go out and get you? It won’t take that long to get there.”You walk towards the bench and take a seat, debating. Ask what happens if the bus comes. “Don’t get on. I’m coming. In the car already.” You say you’ll wait and promise not to get on. Twice. Tell her not to talk and drive before exchanging good byes and hanging up. You stare at your phone and watch as a minute ticks by. Look up and check the street, somehow expecting the familiar blue sedan to pull up any second. Look back down and stare some more. Then you hear it. Your head instantly jerks up and moves from side to side, your eyes scanning every little shadow that surrounds you. You stop looking and look down at your phone, breathing and waiting. Silence envelopes your ears and you slowly begin to calm down. You take another look around you and then scan the streets. Nothing. You take a deep breath and laugh. Why are you so scared? It’s probably nothing. Again. This time your body freezes, you ears straining to hear it again. You stare at your shoes and wait. After a few minutes of silence, you turn behind you and stare into the darkness, your eyes finding the spot that your ears deemed the source. You wait, willing your eyes to see more than just shadows and trees. You hear it again, only this time it is more clear and distinct. It also begins to repeat and soon you have the rhythm in your head. As your eyes and ears record, you mind works in overtime, matching the sound to a object. snip… snip snip snip… snip snip… snip…A image of scissors pop into your head...

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Last Lines pt.5

Thank you to the beloved @fearofahumanplanet for tagging us! This is also a really old one, we are sorry everyone, we are getting through the games and all, we promise! (≧∇≦)ﾉ

Check out her response here! c:

Rules: Share the last line of your work in progress, then tag as many people as there are words in it.

Here are the newest last lines for our writings with Grayland's Shadow! We have been doing it in bits and pieces and we think the vibes are getting better with this one!

Aiden, for all of his mischief, laziness, and relaxed wit, always knew when things were not meant for that nature of his. He frowns more, the wrinkles shifting his face into something unbefitting of the laughing King, but I keep my mouth closed, let the Knowledge whisper throughout everything as I wait for his words.

Open Tags for the Games, for now! We have a whole lot of them to get through, so won’t be bombarding anyone with a bunch of tags at the moment. (*≧▽≦)

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Hiya Natsume!! It's my 2 month anniversary on writeblr today!

Anyway, happy Storyteller Saturday to you!

"Are there any things that you think people should know about Molly Connors from Grayland's Shadows?"

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OH THE GODS, CONGRATULATIONS AND HAPPY DAY MIDNIGHT! We hope today is wonderful for you and filled with little sparks of happiness! Two months on the Writeblr is so exciting! You have come so far too, happy anniversary! ٩(๑❛ワ❛๑)و

And Happy Storyteller Saturday!

Thank you for the question! We are happy to see that you are interested in Molly! We don't normally talk about her a lot, so this was a pleasant surprise! c:

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But let's see, some things to note about Molly Conners!

Molly is a child of curiosity entirely, and as such, she is instantly enamored with the very idea of the soft socialite that is Grayland Shade Anderson. This leads to so many things, and counts for a good narrative that hangs around in the story.

Molly is aromantic, so a lot her thoughts and considerations come from a different realm of intrigue and interest than some might seem.

Molly likes to think of herself as openminded and nonjudgmental, and she tries to see things from all of the perspectives available. She is a little more than confident in this thought of herself though, and she sometimes finds herself in the evidence that would be absolutely contrary to her little self-centered belief.

Molly takes her coffee with creamer and nothing else, and prefers that her coffee hold more of the bitter liquid than the light sweetener. This leads to a very unattractive color of her cup, in Grayland's opinion.

Molly favorite phrase to use when things evoke reactions from her is, "F-ck that." Which, again in Grayland's opinion, is very crass and somewhat unbefitting of her.

This Ask Led To 214 Words! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و

Into The Word Box: 5,015

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Oh goodness, thank you for the ask NL! An extra long snippet for you! :D

In Reference To This! c:

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cw: mentions of blood, and vague thoughts of darker thoughts at the first few lines Keep yourselves safe. Please let us know if anything needs to be added/removed

Snippet From Grayland's Shadow (Draft One)

Ecstasy. The screaming, the struggling, the pleas for mercy, he loved them all. He loved the way they always seemed to think that he would set them free. That he would just let them go, bleeding and knowing. He never let anyone go. No one. He never wasted an opportunity either. So when a girl, no longer in her teens, sat down next to him on the bench that day, he had no intention of letting her go. None. He had instantly taken to studying her, making notes on her strengths and weaknesses. He had watched the way she held the book in her hands, how her eyes skimmed pages instead of slowly tracing words. He had noticed her paranoia, obvious in the way she would look up every so often, as if she expected someone to jump up and shoot her. He had even seen the way she slouched, as if she was trying to blend in with the bench. Yes, he had examined her completely - almost perfectly - when something happened. The girl looked up. At him. He blinked in surprise, his eyes holding the suspicion in her electric blue irises. He smiled and inclined his head, as if he had done nothing wrong. “Are you waiting for someone?” The suspicion was gone in a blink. She smiled and nodded, glancing down for a page number before closing her book and sitting up a little straighter. She nodded in the direction of one of the main entrances and shrugged. “My ride’s a little late. How did you know?” His smile got a little wider at that, How did he not know? He just shook his head and looked at her moving legs. “I didn’t but… you seem a little antsy. Also, you don’t seem too interested in that book of yours.” She blinked in surprise and then laughed softly. “I guess not. You’re very intuitive for someone who sits on benches all day.” He laughed at that. “Not all day. I just seemed to have a break from my work, so I decided to go for a walk. Before I knew it, I was captured by the sereneness of the park, so I decided to take a seat and enjoy the show.” “Enjoy the show? What do you mean?” He winked and tapped his head, “What do you think?” She smiled and opened her mouth but someone called. They both looked to their right, their eyes catching the owner. She waved both hands in their direction and pointed in back of her where a black durango waited. “Molly! Come on! We’re in a hurry!” “Coming!” Molly smiled at him and stood. “Good bye then. You’ll have to explain another time. Do you come here often?” He smiled, “I might be here tomorrow. But… haven’t your parents ever taught you not to talk to strangers?” She shrugged and looked at her friend. “You don’t seem so strange to me.” "I see."

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Into The Word Box: 6,669