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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1260 on: January 18, 2017, 02:26:28 PM »
idk about you but I don't think I'd want a wolf and a bird running my government

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1261 on: January 18, 2017, 07:32:07 PM »
huh i didnt know bla got his anymaymay license when did this happen

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« Reply #1262 on: January 18, 2017, 08:07:19 PM »
oh he applied over the summer but i only got around to mailing it to him last night

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1263 on: January 18, 2017, 08:07:49 PM »
wtf

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1264 on: January 18, 2017, 08:56:07 PM »
kol the 1 inch wide river

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1265 on: January 20, 2017, 01:19:53 AM »
   The feline perched on top of the boulder, staring off into the distance. Swonx saw it framed perfectly beneath the waterfall, slightly obscured by the mist, but the cat saw itself someplace else. The cat longed for his familiar forest with its bubbly creeks, and ached for his wooden cabin that provided a warm shelter with human company. He turned its head and looked at the waterfall, and was reminded of the water magic that his owner would often use to tease him.
   Swonx smiled and sheathed her knife. She snapped her fingers and the turquoise aura that had enveloped her hand retreated into her body. Whatever the cat was thinking about, she hoped it was having a peaceful existence. Floenne called out to her, and she turned to her left and began to walk back onto the trail. They had a long journey ahead of them.

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« Reply #1266 on: January 21, 2017, 11:46:48 AM »
   The feline perched on top of the boulder, staring off into the distance. Swonx saw it framed perfectly beneath the waterfall, slightly obscured by the mist, but the cat saw itself someplace else. The cat longed for his familiar forest with its bubbly creeks, and ached for his wooden cabin that provided a warm shelter with human company. He turned its head and looked at the waterfall, and was reminded of the water magic that his owner would often use to tease him.
   Swonx smiled and sheathed her knife. She snapped her fingers and the turquoise aura that had enveloped her hand retreated into her body. Whatever the cat was thinking about, she hoped it was having a peaceful existence. Floenne called out to her, and she turned to her left and began to walk back onto the trail. They had a long journey ahead of them.
This is quality writing.

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1267 on: January 22, 2017, 01:56:26 PM »
fiah's writing is good, but only 8/10. it needs more action

ok then

exposition if you're interested else just skip to the story below and maybe read if if you're confused

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The magic system that permeates this reality is generally considered to have three main components: A physical manifestation, an environmental manifestation and a macaroni manifestation.

*Mana*, also known as rvezi, ìette, or greg depending on the language that one speaks, flows around in one’s circulatory system and fights foreign mana that tries to get into one’s body. It also attaches itself to one’s muscles in case one needs to jump several meters or use one’s arm as a magical firehose.

This mana also flows around one’s body, outside in one’s own personal cloud. This cloud, usually invisible and inert, generally extends a foot or two away from one’s body. It has the capability to create a lot of drag, and evaporate fast, small objects such as bullets and turn them into usable mana. One of the major fields of study is based around this simple question: “How can one throw a projectile that maximises damage without getting burnt up, and how can one minimize the speed necessary to burn up an object?”

The clouds also have social effects. When two people interact on a friendly basis, their clouds are rendered almost entirely inert. However, when two people with distruct interact, their clouds might slightly permeate the air around them, creating a faint static that can literally envelop the entire room.

Though this static is harmless, it can manifest itself in more violent ways: if one feels sufficiently threatened or angry, they can send wisps of their cloud out at anything standing right next to them. One can even “arm” their cloud and turn it into a brilliant, glowing mist that is like walking into thick smoke for anyone else. However, this is considered to be an **extremely** rude thing to do, and could land oneself in jail overnight.

However, if the point of no return is reached and two glowing clouds begin to interact, huge amounts of heat and sparks are usually cast off of the border between the two clouds as they mix and fight. In rare cases, it may turn out that the two antagonists have synchronized clouds, which are inert to each other and cause them to be unable to utilize environmental mana to fight against each other.

In fact, mages with synchronized clouds can freely transfer mana between each other. Synchronized mages often team up with each other to form powerful mercenary groups. A common test to figure out if two people are synchronized is to arm the cloud around one’s index finger and try to touch the other person’s index finger.



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The panic of a dozen footsteps thundered its way across the forty meter dock, suspended a thousand feet above the smoke and fire that enveloped the city below. Close behind, scores of the undead poured out of the tower door, a tsunami that overflowed the railings of the dock and sent many plummeting to their second death.

The fire mage hastened a series of signals with her trembling right hand, and stopped midway across the dock. The cloaked mage rushed up to her, and they ignited a stream of turquoise mana between their gloves. The rest of the crew scrambled into the anchored airship and cut it loose with a reckless blast. The blonde mage and her damaged golem bolted to the helm, while the engineer threw open door after door, sprinting down the hall in search of the engine room and yelling at the rest of the crew to keep the tide at bay.

Having linked her cloud with the cloaked mage’s, the fire mage took both of her hands and rubbed them together, enveloping her gloves in a green fury. She drew her sabre; it casted off sparks and then glowed a brilliant orange. The cloaked mage clasped his hands together and then drew them apart, weaving a brilliant, electric web of blue mana. He casted it off of himself and into the approaching wave, slicing into many and incapacitating others. An undead jumped off of his dead-again companions, flying through the air and lunging at the fire mage. She sliced her sword through the air, creating an electric crescent of mana that decapitated the assailant. Together, the two of them threw volley after volley of electric mana at the horde, retreating in lockstep with their glacial advance across the dock. One hit, be it a scratch on their bare skin or a pelt of acid to their face, and they would contract the infection. Their cloud was holding strong, evaporating all incoming projectiles into usable mana, but the horde could not be stopped, only slowed.

Impatient vibrations hurried throughout the ship, and the two mages gritted their teeth: the engine was missing a critical part. It would take a few minutes for the engineer to print it, but the horde was two thirds of the way across the deck already and climbing higher with each passing moment; groups of the undead now flooded over the mountain of their vanquished brethren, jumping like fleas above the two mages. It would take a trio to have a chance at stopping the deluge.

The blonde mage emerged from the helm just in time to catch two undead who had managed to jump onto the airship. She dispatched them with a blinding flash of light, and they collapsed onto the deck. Her blonde pigtails shimmered behind her as she sprinted to the ship’s railing, accreting orbs of lightgel in her mana cloud. Several more undead jumped the ten meter gap to the airship, but she shot her lightgel at them and recoiled to the other edge of the ship. The orbs impacted their bodies and robbed them of their forward momentum, and they fell downwards into the smoke below. She picked up the vibrations that the cloaked mage signed, and raced once more towards the other end of the ship, preparing single, massive globe of lightgel on top of the railing. The two mages on the dock jumped backwards, the cloaked mage stringing the railings of the dock with wires of mana that sliced in half the approaching horde. The cloaked mage landed in the opening to the airship, while the fire mage landed on top of an opened gun-port on his left.

On cue, the blonde mage shot her sphere towards where the two mages had been earlier, recoiling at tens of meters per second towards the other end of the ship. She discarded an entire third of her mana cloud behind her to slow her down, and she bumped into the other railing without injury. The unstoppable golden orb of lightgel met the advance of the horde and smashed the entire line to bits, rolling up the mountain and reaching perfect balance at its tip. The three mages waited with bated breath, and watched with rekindled terror as the horde overcame the sphere and avalanched over the pile of their comrades. In the blink of an eye, the fire mage’s cloud turned a brilliant, pulsating green and she threw herself off the gunport and onto the railings of the dock. She swung her sword at the nearest horde member, but one of them phased in and out of reality, dodging her attack and lunging at her legs. Her eyes widened, and she jumped two meters backwards onto the side of the ship, and then swung her sword at the assailant once more, throwing a crescent of crackling electricity that caused it to convulse on the ground. She jumped back onto the dock, but miscalculated and landed with her back against the horde. Seeing the opportunity, several of the undead lunged towards her, one managing to grab ahold of the rucksack on her back. She yelped, and tried to jump back to the ship but the added weight caused her to hop onto the very edge of the dock. The cloaked mage jumped towards her and thrusted a spear into the creature, causing it to lose grip and allowing the fire mage to jump back onto the gunport. But the airship vibrated with glee, and smoke bellowed from its rear. It jerked several feet away from the edge of the dock, causing the fire mage to miss the gun port and fall below the airship.

The fire mage twisted around, and her cloud screamed with the dying fury of an immortal man. Time dilated to a crawl around her, and she gazed below at the burning metropolis, and to her sides in search of escape. She spotted another dock about a dozen meters below the airship’s, and ejected a third of her cloud to boost her in that direction. She tumbled onto the dock, rolling forwards until she came to her feet. She signed with her hands in a furious debate with the golem, not willing to be left behind in the burning metropolis. The undead, meanwhile, jumped off the deck and rained onto hers, and she had to force them away with electric blasts from her sabre. The airship groaned, and started its descent towards her platform. The cloaked mage jumped up onto the deck of the ship, and the engineer emerged from the cabin, sword in hand. The three of them coupled up and formed a triangle of streams, merging their clouds into one that deflected all but the slowest of projectiles. As the ship lowered, the undead found it easier and easier to leap onto the deck of the ship. And though most were repelled mid-air, and others electrocuted upon landing, some still managed to hit the deck and attack the trio. They cautiously danced their way around the deck in utmost concentration, moving in perfect rhythm and queueing their attacks in a flawless order to keep the majority of the horde off of the ship. By now, smoke had risen and begun to obscure the airship. One by one, their eyes imprinted themselves with a swirly glow, and they now saw not light but mana itself. This new, neon battlefield was much like an infrared sensor, and allowed them to accurately target the undead through the smoke.

The fire mage backed up to the foot of the dock, contemplating how to jump onto it. She’d have one shot, and if she failed then she’d be sent a thousand feet into the hellscape below, the crucial documents in her rucksack burnt to a crisp. She pondered for a moment. They were more important than she was; her survival was optional. Now, with the deck of the ship level with the dock, she tumbled. Jump, twist, steep lean. Higher jump, longer twist, steeper lean. Tall jump, backwards twist, lean. She flew off the edge of the dock and into the air. Her shoulders bent inwards and the rucksack slipped off of her back. She threw it towards the ship, aiming for the deck. It hit the railing and teetered for a moment, but fell down the side of the ship. Screaming, she took out her sabre and ejected most of her cloud to send her careening into the side of the ship. Her sword dug itself deeply into the hull, and she swung her body towards the falling rucksack, grabbing it with her boot and leaving the strap hanging precariously off of her toe. A scroll fell out of the sack; she hoped it wasn’t important.She bent her knees and flicked the rucksack off of her foot, catching it on her free arm and slipping it back onto her shoulders. Hanging by the edge of her sword a thousand feet in the air, she chastised herself for being so stupid. She used her free hand to signal to the golem, and the ship accelerated away from the dock. The sword would hold for a while, but her grip wouldn’t: her entire body was tingling and aching from the overuse of mana, and her vision was losing clarity. She watched as dozens of undead leapt from the edge of the dock. Most missed the ship, falling short of the deck or slamming right into the side. But one had a peculiar arc that seemed as if it was aimed directly at her. She gritted her teeth, and swung away from it. But it was able to dispatch its cloud to grab her boot, which it attempted to climb to reach her exposed skin.

She furrowed her eyebrows and kicked furiously, but its grip dug into her boot and pierced its top. She bashed its head with her other foot, but it caught onto the toe with its jaw and began shook it with furious temper. Taking one of her hands off of the hilt, she reached to her hip and procured a knife, which she threw at the undead. It screamed, releasing its hold on her boot, and she took the opportunity to kick it off of her other foot, expelling the foul creature from her feet and sending it spiraling down below. They were a good distance from the dock now, and the undead had stopped jumping onto the ship.

Revai heard someone scream her name. She looked up to the railing of the airship, and saw the cloaked mage smiling. She yelled at him, asking for some way out of her predicament. He nodded, and called the engineer over. They studied her for a minute, discussing what to do. The engineer signed with his hands, vibrating a wave of instructions through the ship, and a gun port popped open near Revai. Her grip having almost failed her, she gave one last swing and swung her leg into the opening. She saw the shadow of the medic, and a white glow illuminated both of them as he grabbed her and pulled her in.

The airship flew above the burning metropolis, a lone sword punctured in its side. They had been planning this extraction for years, and despite an unexpected apocalypse, they were able to succeed in their goal of locating the plans for a realmgate. But this was only the beginning of yet another journey, one that would prove to be much more testing.
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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1268 on: January 23, 2017, 12:53:06 AM »
im really proud of this not gonna lie

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1269 on: January 23, 2017, 08:24:49 AM »
i'll read it in like 200 years

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1270 on: January 23, 2017, 08:31:11 AM »
mess I'll stop writing then

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1271 on: January 23, 2017, 10:38:29 AM »
i'll read it like some time in the next week

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1272 on: January 23, 2017, 10:45:23 AM »
I read NOTES already

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1273 on: January 23, 2017, 11:32:22 AM »
good good you're one step ahead dar :)

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1274 on: January 23, 2017, 11:32:39 AM »
i'll read it like some time in the next week

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1275 on: January 23, 2017, 04:04:55 PM »
ill read it sometime from now until i die

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1276 on: January 23, 2017, 04:30:52 PM »
after you sweden?

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1277 on: January 24, 2017, 11:32:57 PM »
Write Here Write Now
I took a look at your daily plan
Blank lined paper you madman

I wanna make a day with you
With this pen, the ink is blue
Write here right now
Right here write now

You got two monitors that’s twice the work
Let’s halve the time dive through this murk
‘Cause I wanna make a day with you
With your pen, your ink is blue
Scribble right now
Pen down write now

I know what you’re thinking just write it down
Come here kiss me and I’ll make you drown
I’m your paper, my lines are blue
Use your pen and write what’s true
Write here on me
Right here on me

I took a look at your daily plan
Blank lined paper you madman
So why not just scribble over me
I want your cursive flow and free
Write here on me
Right here on me

I wanna make a day with you
With this pen, the ink is blue
Write here right now
Right here write now

I’m your paper baby
Write on me baby

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1278 on: January 24, 2017, 11:36:06 PM »
what

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1279 on: January 25, 2017, 12:02:30 AM »
wat

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1280 on: January 25, 2017, 07:16:44 AM »
delete that immediately

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1281 on: January 26, 2017, 07:33:14 PM »
ok deleted :) now are you gonna read my fic :-*

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« Reply #1282 on: January 26, 2017, 08:15:24 PM »
 :) ;) :D ;D >:( :( :o 8) ??? ::) :P :-[ :-X :-\ :-* :'( maybe  :'( :-* :-\ :-X :-[ :P ::) ??? 8) :o :( >:( ;D :D ;) :)

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1283 on: January 27, 2017, 12:03:44 AM »
i really thought of someone here when i saw this

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1284 on: January 27, 2017, 12:44:08 AM »
fiah saved us from going a full page without an animaymay

bless

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1285 on: January 31, 2017, 12:27:44 AM »
did anyone read that storyyyy excuse me kalassak i think that story is worth at least 10 pages of anymaymays

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« Reply #1286 on: January 31, 2017, 05:00:17 PM »
ok then i'll post my next animaymay on page 53

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1287 on: February 09, 2017, 11:46:10 PM »
ok then

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« Reply #1288 on: February 09, 2017, 11:57:21 PM »
that is a Bad Post

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Re: Anymaymay / Quality Writing
« Reply #1289 on: February 11, 2017, 12:24:20 PM »