@Cataphrak
hmmm good point, I should figure that out.
hmm ive been feeling unispired, i finished the first small portion and just cant seem to write
@TisforTitan Any way we can help?
Hi all,
Im restarting everything i’ve done on this project. Im angry at it and hope it burns in the deepest recesses of my trash folder.
However, i’m already rewriting it. Im not sure how active ill be on the forums for a while so as i can get more stuff done (both on the story and in my life.)
@Turtler, not in any particular way, unless you where willing to-
THATS IT.
So to all who see this, heres what I’ll do over time I’m going to post the story board (I don’t care if it spoils it for people, ending are usually predictable and it wont give away any choices.) So, if y’all wouldn’t mind, i would like help refining the story and such. so if you don’t like a portion than say so, and I will fix it.
too start off with Im going to post a excerpt so as to show my writing style and get some tips (off your willing)
So thats my brain child for the day.
[This is the beginning of one of the possible story lines at the beginning]
Ever since you where young you remember the stench of blood and sweat. You
remember every time father came back from battle. Proud to be part of such
a glorious thing and happy to have lived another day, he would walked over and wrap you in a bone breaking hug, the smell of battle not yet off of
him.
[blah blah blah]
[blah blah blah]
[blah blah blah]
The night was cold, as the day was hot. The sound of drums beat a steady rhythm into your temples. You squint at your surroundings. Canvas wall surround you, curving up until they taper off into a point at the centre of the room. Your whole life you had lived as such, moving from place to place. Never having more than a bed roll and the clothes you wore to call your own.
So yah, comment if you want.
-Thanks