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You should only write in present tense with extreme caution.

not because it's bad or anything but because if you do it even once you're going to be editing the bits where you shifted tenses out of your writing for the rest of your life

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fading is the easy thing to do. but to persist in spite of the temptation to disappear makes you stronger than you will ever allow yourself to realize

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The biggest compliment ever is when someone sees your creative work and says that they’re now inspired to go out and create something, too

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VESMYRIN, CANAGLIA IT IS AMAZING SEEING YOUR WRITING HERE.

Welcome to my little corner of the net!

Star Trails and Ash Rails: The Ship Part 1

“Hey Cap,” Vri came over the comm-line into Rei’s quarters.

“What’s up?” Rei answered. It should have been sleepily, but her body was conditioned to leap into alertness immediately. It did mean she was going to have one hell of a headache later though.

“I’ve got a Parishi distress signal in the next sector. Looks like an old prison ship.”

“What’s the status?” Rei got up and started to throw clothes on.

“Not sure, the signal’s pretty degraded. Could be old.”

“Could be a core leak.” She countered.

“Could be a core leak.” Vri agreed. “Wanna check it out?”

“Yeah, head over.”

“You got it. We’re about an hour out, if you want to get a team around.”

“Yeah,” Rei rubbed her face and thought a moment. “If Yllis and Dex aren’t up, wake them for me. Oh, and Karish. If there’s a core leak, I want him on site to repair it.”

“Done and done. I also told Neim to get coffee brewing in the mess.”

“What would I do without you?” Rei smiled and left her quarters, heading toward the mess.

“Probably die a painful, fiery death on a planet you couldn’t escape.”

“Cheery, thanks.”

“Always got your back, Cap,” Vri’s laughter sounded over the line and Rei rolled her eyes.

Five(ish) minutes later, Rei was dressed and stepping into the mess. The room, which was the largest on the ship, only held four people besides herself, leaving it eerily silent. While time wasn’t exactly easy to keep track of, Rei tried her best to run the ship in shifts that vaguely correlated to morning and night. And it was, by everyone’s estimate, the crack-ass of dawn.

“Morning Dex,” she greeted the tall, older man with burn scars over his left eye. The eye still worked, but the burns had never healed properly.

“Morning Dodger,” he replied with a wide grin. The old, familiar sense of waiting for a briefing slipped over her at his use of her old call-sign.

She signed “good morning” to Yllis, who could hear perfectly well but couldn’t speak. They were a great bear of a human, all muscle and experience, but they were also the funniest person Rei had ever met. They smiled at her, nodded, and took a long draught of their coffee.

A mug hit the table and Rei looked up to see the most important woman on the ship.

“You’re an angel among angels Neim,” Rei breathed in the heavenly scent of coffee that was too hot and too strong and took a long drink. The chef, who also happened to be the ship’s munitions expert, rolled her eyes and silently returned to whatever black magics she did to make coffee this strong.

For a few moments, the three old companions sat silently together, drinking their coffee and waking up. Carter “Dex” Brails had been a hot shot fighter jockey back during the war — something Rei knew because she’d been right beside him in her own fighter at the time. They’d known each other for more than 20 years and seen and done enough to not need to talk much about it. Yllis on the other hand, Rei had met five years ago while they were on a bounty run. They’d helped Rei out of a scrape or two at the time, and Rei returned the favor by offering them a security position on her ship. It worked well, and Rei trusted them with her life and the lives aboard, which wasn’t something she could say about everyone.

Karish dragged himself into mess hall 10 minutes later, looking like someone had run a train over his face.

“Boy’s got himself the log an’ slog,” Dex laughed.

Yllis raised an eyebrow and quickly signed a question about what that actually meant.

“Something my old man used to say. When you log into work and slog your way through the day without your brain on.” Dex didn’t bother attempting to sign; he’d never learned much more than the basics anyway.

Karish, meanwhile, had groaned, dropped himself into a chair, and let his head hit the table.

“Head up, young blood. We got work to do,” Rei said. She only let a small amount of her amusement into her tone.

“W’you need me for?” he asked, slurring his words in sleepiness.

“Get some coffee in you and wake your ass up, Karish,” the amusement was gone from Rei’s voice. This wasn’t a military ship by any stretch, but when things had to be dealt with, she needed her crew alert and active.

The sharpness of her tone did something to erase some of the young man’s sleepiness.

“Sorry Captain,” he said, blinking owlishly. “I don’t wake up very well,” he tried to explain but lapsed into silence when Neim brought over another cup of coffee and refilled everyone else’s.

“Best work on that, kid,” Dex said with a slightly too malicious grin.

“Enough, I didn’t wake all our asses up just so we could bull around coffee—”

“Nah, we can do that at an hour that ain’t this ungodly,” Dex interrupted and Rei threw him a look, to which he responded with a grin, but shut his mouth. Yllis was listening intently and watching her face, which had once been unnerving but now just told her that they were focused on absorbing as much information as possible.

“Vri picked up a distress signal from a Parishi ship. Thinks it’s a prison ship, but the signal’s degraded. Either it’s old or there’s a core leak,” she looked at Karish, “Which is why you’re awake. You think you’ll be up to repairing it?”

Karish thought a moment then shrugged. “Depends on what’s wrong with it. Gimme a few minutes to get some blood outta my caffeine stream and I’ll be up for just about anything.”

Rei nodded. “Good. Look, I don’t know the situation on board. Could be the thing’s been rotting for 20 years, adrift, and the signal ticked over. Could be slavers setting a trap for good Samaritans. That’s why you assholes,” she waved a hand at Yllis and Dex, who both grinned, “are here. Yllis is taking point, Dex, we’ll cover the kid. No one goes anywhere alone and we don’t fuck around exploring until we know what’s up. And Karish?” she turned a hard gaze at the engineer. “If you move an inch ahead of Dex and I, I will personally break your legs and carry you to the core. Clear?”

“Crystal, Captain.” Karish had blanched slightly at the hardness in her tone.

“Good,” Rei grinned again and took another drink of coffee. “I’m going up to talk to Vri, you lot get set up and ready to move.”

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— Daphne du Maurier

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Schiaparelli ss20 headpiece

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>"thunder magic"

>it's lightning

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I appreciate the hustle, my guy, but I cannot overstate how much I am not the target audience for a tabletop RPG whose itch.io store page manages to use the word "cozy" twice in the space of a single paragraph. There's a certain minimum level of fucked up and horny I expect in my RPGs, and this ain't it.

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my problem as a writer and as a roleplayer is that I always want characters to do that thing where you hold your hand out, palm to the ground, and kind of tilt it quickly left and right to express uncertainty or a "kinda-sorta"/"yes and no" vibe. but I don't know an official term for this so I always just call it the Noncommittal Hand Waggle

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Inktober day 25: candle

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Inktober day 24: centaur

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Inktober day 24: centaur

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Inktober day 19: gravestone

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Hehe bloody orange fr fruit bat girl 🧡 🦇 🍊

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Inktober day 14: Underwater

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Inktober day 10: Spider

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Inktober day 7: Cemetery of plushies

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