general sketch of the March siblings. Just general idea of their appearance esp height, obviously they would look a lot dif irl.



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general sketch of the March siblings. Just general idea of their appearance esp height, obviously they would look a lot dif irl.
Did a little fanart, figured I'd post it today!
Behold:
Jet March
This OC belongs to @amerakandreamz , from her series, which I believe is called Justice March (available on AO3 and her Tumblr).
I drew both of these on the back of my church bulletin from July 4th.
The first one is just Jet for my own reference, because when I'm drawing somebody else's character for the first time, I need to just draw THEM before I even attempt any situations or positions.
The second one is Jet when he's flying (as I understand, some of the few times he feels happy and free - thus, I wanted to capture that). He doesn't have actual feathered wings, though: he's able to fly via those metal bands clamped on his arms. The wings behind him are just for effect.
If you want a full description of Jet, here's a post with all the info you need!
(spoilers for Revolution)
~ I bit my tongue this time and pain burst through my mouth along with the tang of blood. Sol’s hand squeezed mine tightly, almost to the point of pain—but it was good pain, keeping me anchored to something good. A twinge of guilt hit me—I barely knew what it was for—then realized he was feeling all of this, without any ability to shield the raw agony. But still...he chose to feel it, be with me in my pain...and gratitude surged through me, even though I wished he had been spared it.
“Please—please stop,” said Sym, her voice ragged with desperation. Off in the blur to my left, her hair spilled in a golden cascade, contrasting with the menacing silver of the bonds trapping her hands. “I’ll do anything.”
“Anything?”
“I’ll take any pain you want to give. You want revenge, right? Then—hurt me.”
- from Revolution Chapter 36
7 Up Sentences
post the last 7 sentences you wrote.
Thanks @starlitesymphony !
A figure cut past me and I followed it to the surface. Waves crashed against me, tossed me up and down in their fray. I swallowed foam. Tasted salt. Then I fought for the rhythm of the ocean, caught it, and soared along the surface… side by side with Sym and Sol, laughing as we raced. We met Sabra—she swam with me, playfully patted at me, licked my hair. Then she splashed away through the shallows, carrying a fish in her mouth, speared by her canines.
We swam parallel to the shore.
@storyhole @tumblingtowardsaburningsun @books-and-starss @praise-the-lord-im-dead
{some spoilers for Revolution}
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“It’s—incredible,” said Sol. “I haven’t seen the sea for so long—I don’t remember it being this big.” He laughed. “Water as far as you can see….”
“The only untamed part left of Mag City,” I said. “We haven’t even explored half of its depths…”
“Someday….we will find our homeland, beneath the sea.” Sol stepped toward the waves lapping the shore. “Maybe I’ll go look for it.” He flashed a smile. Flung out his arms to embrace the wind, sunlight flicking copper glints into his curls.
He carefully slid his shirt off, then hugged his arms over his chest. His back riven by scars, branched lightning that traced over his skin. He shook his shoulders, as if sloughing off something unpleasant. Then he dove into the waves and disappeared beneath the blue-green.
- from Recovery 4
Well, one more chapter to post then I need to write what happens next!
Sketch what happens afterward then see if one of those threads can turn into somethig major to become another story or continue with more main
Or if I can just use it as background for Justice Lost sequel. In any case, I have a lot of notes. And writing scenes w the characters will help me get insight into their future...
I... had no idea I had written not just 2 but 3 more chapters of Revolution. I thought it needed them to wrap it up. But it seems to be too much at the end. So I chopped them off and am putting them on the beginning of a new story. I was going to write some more anyway bc I can't leave them like that, there is a lot to say, and it won't fit in Revolution anyway. More background. That whole story was background. That was getting to know each other in extreme scenarios, this is getting to know each other in a more normal scenario, something I need if I'm to know what their relationship is moving forward. I need to know it deeply if I am to write about them in upcoming stories. So this may just be a long experiment ... which people may like but I'm not going out of my way to fix or publish it or anything. Is what it is except I may try to fiddle with main part, the climax I was even a little unsure of while writing so now I may have to readjust it a little going forward. I see there is something missing and fixed some of it... but other part of it idk how to fix and may have to figure out, before going forward or BY going forward which is usually the case.
I edited 3 chapters and cut the last into 2. I just posted one as a new story so far, I didn't have time to post the others. I thought of a better name in the car then forgot it. I took a bunch of notes and now I'll probably go through those notes and the ones from before and see what next scenes are... idk if it will have a central focus or just random scenes of what happens. Idk how much of a story it'll be then but. Maybe if I find a central focus, what Jet thinks..... I have an idea. It might just b sketches anyway.. not fully formed story but. These chapters make it seem like could b... if I can live up to them. What could happen. Without huge potential for conflict... well it's not about being huge it's about smaller conflicts although when you're a prince it's always large in scale... esp a March. Even if u don't realize it.
I have some ideas but no cohesive one. . If this just b sketches and then do next in earnest, whether it's soon or whether it's after Justice Lost like I intended. ...
If only I could do things fast but I can't. Not if they work in any way. I have to figure it out by writing. Background and then can write Jet and Sol ans Sym... . Finally. And perhaps sequel to JL after 8 years???? After 1st sequel was only Nano I ever did which was.. horrible and almost made me give up this world altogether. Other totally scrapped sequels of 100k words. Going back to Jet's parents just to make background which turned into novella and then trying and failing to write a sequel of that 3x... going back and writing little sketch after JL which turned into a novella .... then writing Revolt which... didn't get best reviews and I took off Amazon and then after several false starts wrote Redemption then finished Revolution this March
I also want to write fanfic.. at the same time but. Not enough time for everything!! Why!
(spoilers for recent stories ;)
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A few minutes later, a bright vision of light descended from the brilliant blue. Golden hair sweeping gently behind her in a glorious cloud.
Glory’s feet touched down in the grass just in front of us, eminently elegant as always, her robe billowing over her golden suit. Her pale golden eyes met mine in a profusion of deep sympathy and love.
Vy stood in one swift seamless motion. I tried to stand but my legs were still a little asleep and I wobbled, almost stumbled. Vy took my arm, steadied me as Glory rushed forward and wrapped me in her arms.
Her kisses fell down on my forehead as her tears dropped like warm rain. She was radiant even in sorrow, the epitome of safety, and in her arms all the nightmares melted away in her brilliant rays.
She slid back a little, her hands on my shoulders. “Jet— Are you all right?” Her eyes searched mine, prying gently. I looked away.
“I’m….better. Now that I’m home.” My voice threatened to catch at the word ‘home’.
- Recovery Chapter 1