Recent content by Inks

As I said before when I randomly read this - I hate how good you are at taking a bunch of plots, a bunch of characters, and weaving them together to make a super-fuckin' interesting overarching storyline. IDK how you managed to tie Naevius, Havital, Keydis, Chara, AND EVEN, to a small extent...

Please post any comments, critique, and other feedback here for Week 401: 1063 | 19 by Inks.

Word Count [1,471] 1063 | 19 The Esquilinium District lay quiet and still. Gone were the throngs of people filtering through on their way to or from the airship docks. Gone were the shopkeepers peddling souvenirs to wide-eyed tourists and familiar amenities to returners to the great...

I read this instantly, and then Ky was all ‘ohhhh reviews arent hard just do it you coward’ so if this makes no sense and reads like poo, I take no responsibility and forward all blame to him. Amazingly written, and emotionally powerful - if I were to name one critique, one gripe, it’d be that...

SO I HAVE ACTUALLY READ THIS LIKE 3 TIMES - once ages ago, once for our collab, and then just now as a R E F R E S H E R. I gotta say, I appreciate how much writing and effort you've gone through with this big ol' Laermont plot. It's been GOING, and there's so many different little threads n'...

◄ Previous [The Hunt, Reprised] Word Count [ 2,343 ] Character(s) Eloquii Aequoris Distantly, El is aware that he's collapsed. As he falls back into a soft blanket of unconsciousness, a pang of regret thrums through him; he's gone and left Keydis with yet another mess to clean up. But then...

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Red followed Caput’s procession down the street, eying the gathered naga with something between wariness and outright fear. For all of the velen prince’s bravado, Red felt like a goddamn sitting duck under the naga’s hostile glares. The ophidians lined the streets even as they let Caput’s group...

Liaelty’s eyes flit from one speaker to the next, the conversation entirely lost to him - he still didn’t speak Himai. The laicar was left grasping weakly at the body language and expressions of those around him and...well. It was hard for him to focus. His stay with the naga had been spent...

Red stared after the tiny spurii girl, revolvers still aimed at the wicker worm Keydis had apparently decided to ride. “...What?” she said. She took a slow step back, still processing the veritable word vomit Gwen had thrown her way before teleporting off to a nearby rooftop - and realized...

Word Count - [2,075] swaswj - Keydis Lysistrata inks - Red The capitol of the Pelagian Empire was a city of many layers and Aea-Famau was, quite literally, only its surface. The Aea was itself made up of numerous terraces, layering buildings over one another like lilies on a pond. It was...

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“What the fuck?” Red hissed, Dextera already out of its holster and in her hand as she came up on her feet beside Keydis and two other women already on the ground. Her gunmetal-gray eyes fixed on the nightmare of a horizon that met them. On the two towering wicker worms off in the distance. For...

Lea stared for a moment, transfixed by the captain fiddling with his wound. Something about it almost made him feel -- guilty? Agitated? Angry? He wasn't sure. Whatever it was, it wasn't pleasant. It made something itch, just under his skin. Then the feeling faded, and his smile turned...

wahh I am still waking up but if I put this off any longer I am gonna go insane so, SORRY. SORRY. SORRY!! I like the idea of Keydis being so restless she decides to GO FORGE A WHOLE-ASS WEAPON (or two) in the dead of the night. RIP anyone who might have had sleeping quarters near her, surely...