Blink Pt. 2

Um I'm dying this is beautiful and haunting!

I love it!!

14 - 12 - 15 | A or B?

I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can’t remember

So I zoomed into the picture with 20 in the corner and you can very faintly see 19 after it :) something big is happening this year!!

The First Phase

A Timeline of random hints, clues, and cryptic stuff starting from August of 2018 til the very end of that year. 

Buckle up (yet again- 4th time’s the charm).

Here we go!

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The Kids Pt. 4

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Prompt: Accidentally Hurt By Friend

Fandom: Original Work

Wow, this past week was a long one, but I’m back! Enjoy! :)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

With tears streaming down her face Liv punched the wall. Ignoring the pain in her hand, she punched it again.

The Principal had broken her.

She had sworn to him that she would never break, but here she was. Broken.

She turned and slid down the wall sitting on the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest and let out a sob.

Her cell door slid open, and a guard stepped into the room.

“Class time.”

Liv didn’t move.

The guard stepped closer and pulled her up to her feet. She didn’t fight and followed him down the hallway.

They arrived at the gym, and the door slid open. She was pushed inside, and the door slid shut behind her.

Standing right in front of her was The Principal. His signature grin was plastered on his face.

“Welcome to class Liv.”

She just stood there staring at him.

His smile just widened as he stepped to her right.

“I need you to do something for me.” He motioned to a figure at the back of the room. “They are going to try and get out of this room, and I need you to stop them.”

Liv studied the figure.

They wore something that looked like what Liv was wearing, but they also wore a black hood that covered their face.

The President stepped closer to the door. “This is your test to see if you will do what I say.” He opened the door and stepped into the hallway. “If not, you will regret it. Go.” He yelled and slammed the door shut.

The figure started running towards the door. Liv sprinted after them and caught them by the arm. She pulled them back.

The figure pulled at her fingers, but Liv just tightened her grip. They grabbed her wrist and pulled it down as fast as they could. Catching Liv off guard, she let go of their arm.

They took off running towards the door again.

Liv grabbed at her wrist and took off towards them again. They were getting too close to the door.

Liv dove at them taking out their legs. The figure fell forward and landed hard on the ground. When they hit the ground, Liv heard a loud snap, and the figure let out a loud yelp.

The figure pulled their wrist to their chest and cried out in pain. Liv got to her feet confused.

Why did she recognize that voice?

The figure pushed themselves to their knees and then to their feet. Still grasping their wrist, they ran towards the door again.

Liv sprinted past them and stood in front of the door. They tried to push her to the side, but Liv pushed them back and pulled the hood off their head.

Alice stood in front of her.

“Alice, what are you doing here?” Liv grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her away from the door.

Alice pushed her hands off her shoulders and wiped tears from her eyes. She just stared back at Liv.

“Is your wrist ok?” Liv reached for it, and Alice pulled it out of her reach.

“Why do you care?” Alice took a step away from her.

“What do you mean? I didn’t mean to hurt you, and I want to make it better.”

Alice just stared back at her.

Liv jumped forward and grabbed Alice’s arm. Alice let out another yelp, but Liv examined her wrist. Alice’s wrist was swollen, and it was starting to look purple. Broken.

Liv let go. “I think it’s broken.”

“Why do you care?” Alice repeated.

“Why do you keep asking that? I care about you.”

“No. You don’t. You don’t care about anybody except yourself.”

Liv stepped back in surprise. She tried to form words, but nothing was working.

Alice pushed past her and walked towards the door.

Shaking her head Liv turned towards Alice. “Who told you that?”

Alice turned and faced her. She didn’t look mad anymore, she just looked confused. “I-I don’t know.”

Liv took a step forward. “They are in your head, they are in mine as well.”

Tears filling her eyes Alice stepped towards her. “I can’t separate what they are telling me from what are my own thoughts.”

“I know. They are doing the same thing to me. I care about you, and I always will.” Liv stretched out her hand towards her.

Alice stepped forward and took Liv’s hand.

That’s when a shock sent them both flying away from each other.

Alice hit the wall next to the door, and Liv slid towards the back wall.

Not again. This had happened when she tried to comfort Conner. She jumped to her feet and ran towards Alice.

Alice sat up looking dazed. She winced and grabbed her wrist.

Liv sat down right in front of her. She reached for Alice’s arm when a voice came over the intercom. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Liv froze. She recognized that voice. It was The Principal.

“I’m very disappointed in both of you.”

The door slid open, and two guards walked over to them and pulled them both to their feet.

“You failed your test. Which means you will be doing more assignments to make it up.”

Liv’s heart sank as she was guided back to her cell.

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Blink

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Prompt: Blackmail

Fandom: Original Work

Ella ran across the rooftops.

“Are you close?” The voice in her ear questioned.

She stopped looking over the city. “Yeah. What is this for again?”

“There’s a hostage situation uptown. The police are there right now, but it seems like they need help.”

Ella nodded her head and started to run again. When she got to the end of the building, she focused on the next rooftop and teleported to it.

“Hey, Jack, who is responsible for the hostage situation.” She asked as she pressed on the device in her ear.

Jack was silent for a minute.

“They say that it was a man.” Another voice cut in.

“Any more than that Natalie?” Ella stopped on the roof.

Natalie fell silent too and Ella was left standing on the roof. Waiting for a response she started to fiddle with her blonde hair.

Jack finally cut in, “They said he walked into the bank and took a teller hostage. They don’t have anything else. He is currently stationed on the roof of the bank. You should hurry.”

Ella nodded and started running again. After teleporting across the city, she found herself at the front of the bank. There were cop cars stationed all around it with their lights flashing. She reached up and pulled her mask over her face.

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Dax / One Shot

Prompt: Hand Gagging

Fandom: Original Work

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So I screwed up my schedule, and there is a box that is filled that I haven’t done yet. But it’s coming tomorrow! 

Dax ran down the street ducking behind anything, he could find.

He had been living on the street for only a few days, but he had met a few friends that were helping him figure everything out, until today.

They sent him on an easy job. Go to the farmers market and grab food for tonight. Alone.

It was easy. Grab one apple, two bananas, and some hot dogs.

He stopped running and strolled into the farmers market. Leslie had always told him to walk and pretend like he was supposed to be there. He strolled into the farmers market and stopped at random booths.

Apples, bananas and hot dogs. Dax kept repeating the list in his head. This was his chance to prove to everyone else that he could do it.

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On Creating Characters- Six Points to Get You Started

As much as I like to complain about my weaknesses when it comes to writing, I’m happy to say that creating characters isn’t one of them. So for anyone who wants it- my quick guide on creating characters.

This list is for anyone who has a vague idea for a character but doesn’t have a plot or a role in the story for them to fill.  It’s for people who have a plot in mind, but lack characters to place in it. It’s for people who love those long, detailed character spreadsheets, but don’t have the patience (or know all the answers) to fill them out. The points I’ve listed below will probably overlap heavily and influence one another- for instance, “societal/cultural influences“ may inform both “philosophy“ and “defining relationships“. It pulls the character together.

Keep in mind that this is not everything you want to know about your character- you should continue to flesh them out as you write them. This is just a baseline, a starting point, an I-just-want-to-write-something-with-this-character-but-I-know-absolutely-nothing-about-them list so you can jump into writing with or without a plot in mind. It describes them as they are on a typical, ordinary day. As you continue to write and develop them, they will become more nuanced and take on a life of their own.

 Base Personality

Jot down some base personality traits. Don’t worry about getting an equal number of positive and negative traits down- or even which is which. Just feel out the character’s base personality.

Significant Historical Events

What events have had the greatest impact on your character (that you know of so far)? Again, don’t worry about getting everything- you can always add more here as they come to you later. Hit the major turning points in your character’s life.

Societal/Cultural Influences

What societal and cultural backgrounds do your characters have? Are they living/working/existing in an area where these influences are the majority or the minority?

Philosophy

What is your character’s default philosophy when it comes to right and wrong, or difficult moral choices? (I usually use the D&D alignment system for its simplicity- feel free to be as detailed or not as you wish).

Defining Relationships

What are this character’s defining relationships? Enemies, friends, and family are good places to highlight. Major conflicts and points of contention are great starting points for plots.

Goals

What does your character want more than anything? What are you preventing them from getting over the course of the story?  If any minor goals pop up while you’re writing, jot those down too.

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