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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 9:45 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 9:23 am
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By the time Amy had finished planning out her story she was kind of tired. So instead of getting started right away, she packed up her things and made her way towards her room, intending on going to water and sing to her plants. She pilled out her eyephone, giggling at some of the reviews she recived on her latest story as well as sending out some creets to her small circle of friends.
She was so into her eyephone that she didnt see the huge dragon with a stack of papers that was almost as big as him, walking in the same direction as her, otherwise she would've used her vines to move out of the way. Instead, she walked right into the poor guy, her vines flailing to try and catch her eyephone and preacious notebook. Since she only had two, her eyephone and book bag were safe, but her note book was not. It fell to the floor, some loose papers scattering across the floor.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 9:59 am
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Great, jussst great. Amy curssed her vines for having a mind of their own. Wouldnt it make more sense to save the sensitive material in her note book rather than her book bag?! There was nothing important there...She shook her head while going to pick up her stuff, till it was thrown even more array by a small gust, causeing the poor plant to huff and glare at the figure before she realized just how big this one was.
Well....There's no sassing something that big.
She quietly began to reach for her papers, picking up the ones that belonged to the large boil before her. Her face turned a bit red when she accidentally glanced at the contents of some of the papers. Well, this was something new! Granted she knew there were some boils out there that read fearfiction, but she didnt know that some of them read smut! How...Surprising. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she saw that he had her notebook, that blush on her face just getting worse.
Well if she didnt look like a rose now....
"A-Ah Yes! That is mine....Ummmnn...This is yours I suspect? That author is really good! You know...." She started to hand the papers to him, "You dont have to print all of those stories, you could make an account on fearfiction.net and save them for reading on your eyephone or computer! I can show you if you like?" She smiled then, hopping she wasnt going to make him mad by viewing some of his reading material.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 10:32 am
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She causually took her notebook before passing him back his papers, clearing her throat. Wait what?! This boil doesnt have anything?!
Onononono! Maybe she could help him?
"Well, I can just show you on my eyephone right now? Wont take too long and it will save alot of trees..." She sighed at that last part, trying not to fall into a lecture about how these poor plants do indeed have feelings and turning them into paper is just cruel. "I can even show you some of the stories I w-wrote as well! Im constantly looking for feedback. My current story is going to be about two horsemen that have been quite popular around here for some odd reason..."
She didnt understand the appeal of the male horsemen, they kind of seemed like brutes and the women, well, uppity is the best word she could find. But her fans have been asking for fearfiction done about these two so she would give into the demand since she wasnt working on any other project right now.
"O-Or you could take a look at anything else I have under here, your choice." She smiled at the big boil before her. Just what was he? Her mind was already comming up with story ideas much to her inner shame. She didnt even know his name...Oh wait!
"Im sorry erm...My name's Amy! Pleased to meet, well bump, into you---?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 11:52 am
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She casually took the lead, being careful to walk at good pace so that she wouldnt have to yell about this, it was more of a secret she kept since she didnt know how most of the population would react to it. Miasma Village? OH! Amy shook her head sadly. "I have heard of that village! Thats where my mounts are located. I havent been but I know some students have been there, what's it like?" she laughed at his comment about crack fanfiction, becoming a bit more comfortable.
This boil wasnt bad at all!
"Well in my oppion, serious stuff counts as something with an actuall plot. It could be anything from poetry to PWP," She frowned, wondering if he knew the many acronyms that was associated with fearfiction...Well, she would explain if he asked, otherwise she would keep talking. It was so refreshing to talk about fiction with some one! "Saucy romance?! Oh I knwo of an awesome author that you might like! Saucy romance counts as something serious as well. I know I tend to drift towards the darker romances my self." The library doors came into view and she walked up to them, using a vine to open the door, she stepped inside.
One of her vines held the door open for him while she searched for an available computer they could share.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:37 pm
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"Oh wow! I will have to visit some time!~" If that was even possible, the foresty setting seemed so peaceful and ideal for a vacation of sorts. She knew being a year one student meant that she couldnt travel alot, not that she did much traveling anyway except to visit her parents every couple of weekends to make sure her mother hasn't eaten her poor father.
So he didn't know about the fearfiction acroynms then? Well she could teach him, they're not overly hard to learn~
"PWP stands for porn with plot. Alot of smut, but plot placed in there to make it more rounded and appealing. That is another one of my favorites since the best stories Ive read were PWP! Which bears the question: Do you write fiction at all Sidron?" It was a legit question given the topic. Her vine let go of the door as soon as he was able to hold onto it, spotting a free computer juuuuuuuuuust a head.
Her face scrunched up. "Thats not really considered a "Dark Romance"...The creeple that write that junk are amatures in my opinion as far as the bad girl falls for over dramatic emo boil. Ewww....No, the dark romances I read at the wones where if the boil is evil, he stays that way and the girl that falls for him usually finds that she's had these dark tendencies despite being good natured. Its interesting to read about the corruption process, especially if it is done right." Wow...She hopped she didnt freak him wout with her way of describing what she reads....
She cleared her throat once more with a smile before continuing, beginging her walk to the computer. "As for your taste, Ive heard that TheMagnificentTrance has really good romances of a saucier nature. And yes I agree! Especially when they leave a cliffhanger when the story was just getting good and then they take months to years to update their stories!" She huffed and a vine twitched abit with her annoyance.
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