#scriptober

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Drawctober/Scriptober

So, I was thinking, I want to practice drawing a bit (I’m a complete noob with 0 skill at it) so I made a little promptlist.

The setting I’ve given myself is to match short writing with short drawing, so it’s pretty much motivation for both to me. Anyone is free to pick this and join, for one of a couple or all of them, I hope people enjoy it! Have fun and go wild.

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Scriptober - can you feel this?

in scriptober, I write a short thing between 500-1k words long every day! they come off various lists, because i’m just like that!

today’s prompt “can you feel this” comes from the fictober18 list! it’s for Aola and Bree, the starring characters of Runeless!

feel free to ask questions about the setting or characters!

  “Can you feel this?” Aola digs his fingers harder into the thick rope of scar tissue on Bree’s shoulder. The skin is white with cold, mottled in a way that speaks of old bruises and new pains.   Bree makes a vague sound that doesn’t really give away anything.   “Come on, don’t be a dick about it.” Aola runs his thumb over the ridge where the cold metal of the port connects with skin. The fur here is short and stiff and a little paler than elsewhere, like it never grew back in quite right. “Can you feel this or what?”   “Aye, lad. I can feel it. Nothin’ you need to get all worked up over, Lannie.” Bree rolls his shoulder, leaning into the touch. His ears are pinned back flat, curled against the side of his head. “Somethin’ small as this ain’t gonna kill me, I can tell you that.”   Aola flattens out his palm, pressing it over chilled skin. He pushes his other hand against the back of Bree’s shoulder blade, just at the outer edge of the twisting scars. “That’s not the point. We’re trying to stop you from getting even more fucked over than this. Those parts are supposed to be here soon, but who fucking knows with this military.”   There’s a huff of air, but it’s more soft than anything else. Bree tilts his head, angling it so he can look at Aola with his organic eye. “And I’m not gonna keel over between then and now. The fact yer plannin’ on trying to fix up these hunks of junk is good enough, Lannie. All I need ‘tween then and now’s a good rest.”   “Dumbass,” says Aola, because a good rest isn’t going to stop frost bite from setting in. He runs his palms over the wiry fur, trying to soothe away some of the numbness. Even an ache, deep rooted and stifling, is better than losing what’s left of an arm.   Right?   Right. Of course it is.   Aola shifts, draping himself over Bree’s back. “You’re stupid.” And then, because he can, “pretty sure I’m the one that’s supposed to make stupid decisions around here.”   “Thought I’d give ye a break on that front,” says Bree. He chuckles, makes absolutely no effort to shrug away from Aola. “Since ye’ve been working so hard and all.”   “You know, most people wouldn’t be a dick to the guy about to shove his hands into their arms.” Aola lingers for a moment longer before pulling away. He makes sure to knock a knee against the small of Bree’s back on his way to the head of the bed. The mattress creaks under them, just as old as the rest of the base. “Stop being stupid and come get under the covers with me.”   It’s the middle of the day. Bree glances towards the set of maps and parchment rolled up on the desk, but only briefly. Then he sighs, long suffering, like the action’s being forced out of him, and pushes himself more firmly onto the bed. “Aye, lad. Now that’s something ye won’t see me arguing about.”

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Drawctober/Scriptober

Edited some things and reposting the list, have fun!

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Scriptober Day 1: Lion

The Celestial House was a blessing for some, a social excecution for others, or an unobtainable dream for the despaired. Leventas was of common birth; one that barely made ends meet, but they attended the Roaring Night as expected of everyone. The Roaring Night, one of the Days of Selection, that occured once in every 12 years, right after the year of the Pincher Parade and before the year of the Maiden's Treasure. Priests of House arrived in all settlements to oversee the ceremonies, no matter how big or small they were. The Roaring Night, despite the name, happened in midday. Every citizen was expected to participate but it wasn't enforced. Those who were Sworn in one of the other Celestials were exempted from attending.

The Priest that came to their little village was an old man of graying hair, with an obiously dyed hair tip in fire red. The Priest approaches and, surprisingly for his old age, lifts them up.

"The Lion has chosen you!" he exclaims at Leventas. "It demands your presence at the House, to properly receive your dues." he finishes the what Levantas imagines to be the customary greeting for the Chosen ones.

They don't realise until most of the people have gone back at their homes that the Priest had left them something.

A crest pin with the Sign of the Lion. This is his proof to be allowed inside the Capital and, most importantly, to the revered House of the Celestials.

And thus, their journey begins.

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Scriptober Day 2: Library

The Celestial House had a library. Of course the Celestial House had one. It was, after all, a place for the believed to be Chosen. A library was kind of expected.

But this library wasn't what Leventes expected or imagined. The only library he had been before was when he was at school, and the school library was small, with the few shelves overflowing with books nobody was allowed to take outside the room. This one was the complete opposite. Large and spacious, with endless bookshelves that carried strange artefacts and books of all shapes and sizes. There's even one that resembles a harp, or maybe a lyre.

Their guide through the Lirbary is an Archer girl, petitte and full of energy, explaining to them about pretty much anything that came to mind. It was rather endearing.

She stops then, and points to a small table set between two large bookselves.

"See that table? If there's something you'd like to borrow, you pick it up and go there, then you can take it to your room and continue at your own space." she explains, helpful as she's always been so far.

It doesn't help ease his confusion though. Take a book? Outside the Library? It goes against all their experiences but they're, at the same time, excited at the prospect of taking a book to their rooms to read. "Thank you" they say, and then decides that there's no harm to get to know her better.

"I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"Ilea." she replies. "Nice to meet you, again."

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Scriptober

Scriptober – a drabble a day, every day, for the entire month of October. Patrons get to help pick the prompts and the characters used. starts October 1st.

patrons can start suggesting prompts as of tomorrow! everyone from the $1 tier and up gets a chance to put a few prompts out there!