@Buddhaas a Briton I resent that. I shall have to throw my tea at you.
Bazmund
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STATUS: Back at the guild after a long absence. Much changed since I was gone? 7 yrs ago
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Medical student living in Scotland, a lover of beer and steak mostly - but also writing, and politics. Because why not make myself even more divisive.
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I'm so ready for this. Kitchen Chemistry here we come, bitches. I hope Japan is ready for bootlegged TNT.
Frowning, Michael peered through the scope at the fire. No signs of major enchantment - so it probably wasn't a firetrap - and at the same time, an apparent complete lack of life nearby. It was, as far as things were, rather strange. Watching from the forest, his hood pulled up and his green cloak on, he lay in wait, beginning the drill all military men are well acquainted with - the one where they sit there, and wait. For as long as waiting takes.
It was, of course, really sodding boring.
As he sat in his position, deep within the woods, his rifle trained expertly on the spot they'd been told to meet at, it began to rain gently. Not a drizzle, too heavy for that, with droplets large enough to make your skin notice them, but also far too light to be considered proper rain. That kind of sweet spot for rain. It wasn't even terribly cold - the sniper in him made Michael feel like it might even be, under the correct set of circumstances, rather pleasant.
He peeked around the scope, adjusting his field of view, to see if there might be anything else around the fire he'd failed to notice - though that was as unlikely as he was old, which is to say, quite unlikely.
Michael glanced down at his watch.
The meeting was due to begin soon.
Hm. Give it another half hour, then bugger off. That's a safe margin.
It was, of course, really sodding boring.
As he sat in his position, deep within the woods, his rifle trained expertly on the spot they'd been told to meet at, it began to rain gently. Not a drizzle, too heavy for that, with droplets large enough to make your skin notice them, but also far too light to be considered proper rain. That kind of sweet spot for rain. It wasn't even terribly cold - the sniper in him made Michael feel like it might even be, under the correct set of circumstances, rather pleasant.
He peeked around the scope, adjusting his field of view, to see if there might be anything else around the fire he'd failed to notice - though that was as unlikely as he was old, which is to say, quite unlikely.
Michael glanced down at his watch.
The meeting was due to begin soon.
Hm. Give it another half hour, then bugger off. That's a safe margin.
@CollectorOfMyst Well, where would you rather your character hang out? A slightly dingy but overall respectable Victorian inn, powered by steam, or a shady jazz club from the early 1920s?
By the way, what are you guys feeling in terms of General theme and air? The Iron Dominion is verging on dieselpunk right now, but I feel like their culture should remain dominantly British imperial. You guys want mostly Victorian-esque themes and steampunk style? Or shall we sort of dip back and forth between that and a swingier dieselpunk setting depending on where we are?
@CollectorOfMyst Well, I can neither confirm nor deny that this is true.
@CollectorOfMyst Oh, you mean the Heavens' Twits?
@CollectorOfMyst Aye lad you're gonna have to tell me. I'm British, but I'm not that british.
@CollectorOfMyst Ah fuck. I never read much Dahl. A hint, por favor?
@Deadnaut Don't worry too much about post length. As someone who writes fiction habitually, I personally value the quality of a post and how well it continues the flow of the overall narrative far above the length and volume of what is divulged within it. Take your time and don't worry too much about deadlines, since you're moving about presently.
@CollectorOfMyst Take a wild guess, amigo.
@CollectorOfMyst Take a wild guess, amigo.
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