(06-24-2024, 04:33 AM)Norgarth Wrote: Beware of Chicken (original flavour)
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/beware-of-chicken-xianxia.910799/page-1930?post=102572196#post-102572196

Avrjoe Wrote:These chapters have really been fighting me. I have started, stopped, and rewritten this five times. many parts have been moved around to future chapters. Hopefully, each one finished will help me slot the others.

Yrsillar Wrote:“We will crush the Dead back into the sands, but we must rest first. The soldiers are less hardy than even we,” Guo Xinyan said.

“I apologize for my outburst,” Gu Xiulan said, bowing her head.

“I don’t like it either, a hero ain’t supposed to sit and wait around,” Zheng Nan said frowning. “Parties are for after you’ve won.”

“Think like that, there won’t never be a party,” Zheng Yang said, shrugging. “Cause the work’s never done. I dunno about you brother, but d’you think those guys on the walls are marching anywhere?”

“Doesn’t mean I gotta stay,” he grumped back.

“If you make me punch your sun dried skull off cause you ran ahead and got Dead-ed, Master will drag your carcass back out from the desert for a whooping,” Zheng Yang snorted.

“Enough,” Guo Xinhua said, her fan snapped shut with a sharp clack that cut off the next line of bickering like a blade severing thread.

Yrs also Wrote:"Anyway, I'll be hanging around the Emerald Seas for a while, doing stuff for my master and myself.” Zheng Fu strolled around her bedside to the table beside it. He flicked his wrist, and then laid the small scroll that appeared in his hand on the table. "You or your boss need some muscle, or a pair of eyes, you can send to the address there, or use the formation to call me up. That bit will only work once, though."

"Quite an offer from the Zheng clan," Ling Qi said warily.

"Nah. My master thinks it's an investment. We missed out on big Cai, but I think little Cai's gonna shake things up, too, is all... Hrm. I best get out of here if I don't wanna get launched out the window by an irate snake. See ya later there, nutty girl."

And then he was gone, nothing more than a swirl of mist and a shimmer in the air.

"Is it that annoying when I do that?" Ling Qi wondered aloud.

tealruby Wrote:Well, there’s nothing like a certain friend getting engaged to really get a person thinking. And Hermione as well, when it’s her best friend and her bestie. It turns what had been quiet downtime of joint recuperation in the Tower’s lounge into a matter that suddenly isn’t quiet anymore. Look for a book, a sign, and a glimpse of what's to come. Oh. Oh!

Casualfarmer Wrote:It's amazing where a quirk of fate can take you, Yushang mused.

And it had just been one quirk of fate after another, hadn't it? A girl from a village, through a quirk of fate ignited her dantian. A girl from a backwater village who, through a quirk of fate, managed to navigate the Howling Sword Arts Academy and come out stronger, rather than chewed up and spat out like most of the other commoners.

Who through a quirk of fate, chose to take the entrance exam to the Shrouded Mountain Sect in the same year that Bi De, Ri Zu, and Yun Ren had arrived.

All she had wanted to do was to take care of her family and hopefully strike it rich herself. That had been the goal. And now, she was trekking through the Sea of Snow on a mission to slay demons.

When she said it like that, it kind of sounded like she was a character in a story!

Hells, this entire thing sounded like a story, didn't it? There would be somebody who would read about what they did together some day. It probably wasn't her story—

It would probably be called The Celestial Heavens Defying Rooster or something, she thought with amusement, peeking at Bi De.

But that was fine. All that mattered was that Yushang didn't screw up and she got a happy ending—maybe she'd be popular enough that there would be a Yushang in every book, like how every good protagonist has a fat friend like Han!

tealruby Wrote:A Bulgarian blast from Hermione’s past writes in about wine and more.

DaibhidC Wrote:It's been suggested that some annotations might be helpful, so here you go.

Just the big crowd scene for now, but I might add more later.

Vorpal_Sword Wrote:Nate Ford and his daemon's decision to go to seminary to become a priest pleased his mother, befuddled his father, and was met with a mix of amusement, skepticism, and approval from his various friends.

His decision to leave, well....

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Notes:
Um, hi. I wrote this....like, four years ago, and kept second-guessing myself on posting it because I was unsure about the religion stuff here, but I have finally decided to just stop pretending it's going to get better and post it already. So, disclaimer: I am not Catholic. I am not Christian. Most of the theology discussed here I got from growing up in a culturally Christian society, plus some stuff from His Dark Materials where they talk about daemons and the Garden of Eden. I was interested in exploring what drew Nate to the clergy and what drove him away from it, not to mention how he ended up as an insurance investigator, but I am not making any broad statements about clerical work at all. Please assume that if I got anything stupendously wrong about Catholicism, it's because Catholic dogma developed differently in a world with daemons.

(06-28-2024, 05:03 AM)Norgarth Wrote: Beware of Chicken (original)
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/beware-of-chicken-xianxia.910799/page-1933?post=102694959#post-102694959

Yrsillar Wrote:Hanyi wheeled Ling Qi up to the open space left for her and stepped up to her side with demure and ladylike poise to pour her a cup of water.

It never ceased to be amusing watching Hanyi play at being so well behaved.

"For our part, I will not lie that those we speak for are divided. This event has caused great alarm, and many voices call for us to withdraw entirely," Jaromila said gravely.

"Level heads understand that pretending you are not here will not make you go away, though," Dzintara said. "And the signs are… clear enough."

Ling Qi spoke up then. "I apologize for not speaking of my companion’s own prize from our audience with the spirit who named herself Grydja. I would not have wished to imply anything that was not true."

"Yet it is a sign all the same. That you were allowed an audience at all, let alone given such gifts is telling. If Crone Winter wishes our eyes to be in the north, then in the north they will remain," Inzha said.

BHS Wrote:Relationships evolve, revolve, rekindle, and grow stranger as the long night finally ends and the new day begins.