Red Flags (warning: abuse themed)

The last note faded away, drowned out in thunderous applause. Alfrond bowed and gestured to the rest of them. Shae couldn’t restrain her smile as she bowed with the other girls. Her first performance! The rush of it was overwhelming. She tucked her hand drum under her arm and followed the others off the stage, […]

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Investment

  “I must commend you, I have never seen anything quite like that before.” The investor nodded. “Most entertaining.” “Thank you.” Shae beamed as Dance squeezed her hand under the table. “We’ve worked hard to make something unique. We think it will do well.” “Perhaps.” Shae felt her blood run cold. “Perhaps? I’m sure we…” […]

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Desolation

  Then the crash so loud ringing in her ears where were they where was he when did the world become so bright and loud and cluttered lights so bright they lit up the universe yet everything was so dark so dark so lost and alone where where they where was he why wouldn’t he […]

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Ill Omens and Storm Racked Skies

A soft scratch could be heard as a few rhythmic notes played out from the small player in the cabin, though before the main rhythm could pick up, the record skipped again back to the opening of the track.   K’aldur sat quietly in the mounting madness of the confined room, wafts of cigarette smoke […]

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Starting Over

“I lost everything. My home, my family. My riches. I miss those most of all.” The Lalafell sighed and downed his mug of ale in one gulp, an impressive feat considering the mug was almost as tall as he. “Why does everyone keep insisting on calling down these primals? No one profits. It’s just not […]

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Shae Lene

  She stumbled through the strange stone streets of the Outsider city. It seemed to be endless – no matter which direction she looked, all she could see was stone buildings, ludicrously large Outsider boats, and the ocean. It was as if all of nature had been eradicated from this land. She may have felt […]

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Second Chance

Music caught her ears. Not that there was anything unusual about music – every corner of Limsa Lominsa seemed to conceal a bard or minstrel or buckster. It would have been far more noteworthy not to hear music of some sort while walking through the city.   But this music…it struck a half-forgotten responsive chord […]

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Momentum

  “You will be constantly moving through The Dance. There are a number of reasons for this, and the entertainment value is only the smallest of them. The main reason is that, when your rings return, they will be coming back in force. The Dance is timed in such a way that your body will […]

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Sweet Dreams Are Made of Rings

  The dance finished with a flourish as the musicians gave one last triumphant exclamation point to the masterful performance. The dancer posed, twin rings held up, one over her face, the other over her belly. Shae understood now how people might think a person was an avatar of some higher being – the woman […]

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Stowaway

  The Outsider city was dirty and squalid and disgusting, a stain on the otherwise pristine view of wide sandy shores and the heaving sea beyond. She had heard of the endless waters, of course, but she had not really believed the stories. Storytellers were wont to exaggerate, after all, and a tale of a […]

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FF14 Writing Challenge 4, 6, 7

((5 Was a Bonus that I skipped. >.> Content warning on Number 4, abuse)) Baleful A flash of teeth. A smile without mirth. Only cruelty. The pleasure of taking the wings off butterflies.   Raz’as frowned as he let his trainer call up the scenes in his memory. They were sitting, in a plain, dark […]

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The Scales of Commerce

“Well, that is a nice trinket, true ‘nuff.” The merchant, a sly-eyed human male (she thought – it was so hard to tell. She assumed breasts (or lack of such) created the defining difference based on the one time she had seen male Viera) held out a hand. “Let’s see it, then.”  She reached forward […]

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Final Fantasy Writing Challenge Day 2, 3

Day 2: Aberrant “Failure!”   The voice rang through his head as he went through his forms. Raz’as slashed to the right, then swept the greatsword up, beginning the flow that he’d been taught, striking the dummy and following through with each hit. The wooden practice dummy wasn’t offering much retaliation, which was something of […]

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Practical Lesson

  The aberrant banemite hissed, or…rattled, or something. It was an odd sound that was difficult to describe, the sound a normal banemite might make if it had somehow grown six times larger than usual, so whatever passed for its chest cavity amplified its sound by that much.  Which was, of course, exactly what had happened. […]

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Out of the Wood

She left the Wood the day her mother died.   It wasn’t a decision, exactly. A “decision” infers other alternatives, a conscious choice between options. But she had no choice – her mother’s passing meant passage of the fluffle to her aunt. As foster parents went, there was no one she could think of less […]

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I am Shae

Shae (not her real name, which she left behind as well) left her home in the Wood the night her mother died in order to avoid being raised by her tyrannical aunt. She has spent many years in the Outside, most of it spent in and around Limsa Lominsa. She found herself pulled into this […]

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FF14 Writing Challenge Prompt 1: Foster

Raz’as blinked away light from his eyes as he rolled over, trying to get away from the sun.   “Rise and shine!” said the far too cheerful voice.    “Nooooo…” muttered the Miqo’te child, pulling his covers over his head, tail twitching in annoyance.    The covers were gone suddenly, ripped from his hands, and […]

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I am Avette Cailen

Character Name(s)/Server: Avette Cailen (Mateus) Preferred Job/Class or Role: Generally a brute. (Dragoon for now, but exploring dancer and machinist) In-character Information: “You remember our deal?” Avette asked and shifted the canvas duffle on her shoulder. Her grin was too wide, giving away her excitement and seeming all too cheerful in spite of the menacing […]

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FF14: I Am Heva

I am Heva. In my tribe, we told stories of a sister who left the Wood. They said her hair was fairer than a snow-capped mountain. So fair, its strands were as pure and clear as winter icicles lit by the bright morning sun. Her bow was carved with the many stories of her feats, […]

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I am K’aldur Tia

K’aldur Tia, of Mateus   Preferred Job (currently): Mechanist   Story Fun-time:   “Shipman Tia! Lash those bloody lines, I don’t want a single rope out of place!” Barked the ship’s captain, whip coiled in hand as bolts of arcane energy flashed past Luca Inferata’s side. They were soaring above the battlefields adjacent to Carteneau, […]

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I am Svaelfyr Roslinsch

My name is Svaelfyr Roslinsch.   A shudder passed through the smooth and featureless gray floor underfoot. Whines of failing steel rung muted through the hrothgar’s office, dampened by the numerous walls between it and the muggy night beyond. I am writing this in hopes that you – whoever you might be – also wish […]

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I am Mountain Annens

Character Name(s)/Server: Mountain Annens (Balmung) Preferred Job/Class or Role: FITE (Marauder/Warrior, but uh… I’m bad at it) There is writing here, but it’s large and scrawly, left-handed (smeared a bit) and there’s words crossed out in places: My name is Mountain Annnens. I am from somewhere. I live in Limsa Lomiss.. Lims… The city. I’m […]

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I am Raz’as Jinjahl

Raz’as Jinjahl, of Balmung Preferred Job (currently): Ninja Story Fun-time: Raz’as woke up in softness. At least, that’s what it felt like to him. He’d never known beds could be this squishy, pillows this fluffy. Just a welcome change to life that happened recently, one of a few. He honestly thought he was still dreaming, […]

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