Personal Blog April 2019

Another month with another late post, sorry my readers. A whole ton of stuff had hit, kind of making me hermit, write and mostly keep to myself. My adopted brother knows about one reason for my silence, and yes it’ll be touched on in this post, but it isn’t a real concern.

Let us get that minor twit out of the way first! When I put up that entry thanking my adopted brother Adrian for helping me grasp showing in stories better, I let the author I knew from the anime club days read and he acted like he was looking down on me. Details of what he said won’t be put here, but it was like, “See, I was right, wasn’t I?”

 

Sakura SC6

“Whatever man, you did nothing to help me…” Anyway, a story with Sakura, who’s above is nearly done and might be posted on AO3 (Archive Of Our Own). However, I’ll be posting under a different name to avoid him.

Other story ideas are in mind, some erotic, romance while others are action with a few adult scenes here and there. And yes, Blackrose and Xavior’s story will be redone, just wanna get better flow wise first.

My computer upgrades STILL aren’t in. My nephew’s uncle either showed up drunk and got the tower torn down then said he needs a small magnetic screw driver, or he says he’d show, but never does. At this point, I’m tempted to have a computer place come out to do it.

The anime topics, along with new ones are still in my head…:)

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I Get It, Somewhat!!!

 

Though it took me years, not to mention Adrian, my bruh, grabbing me by my nose hair to understand, but now I get showing in writing, somewhat…. While I’m still practicing, (third day on that), I finally get it. 🙂 I’m currently focused on two refreshes of old crappy pieces, and making headway! One I’m just writing to test the water and get adapted to it, so it won’t be super lengthy.

The second, (Sakura’s piece), I’m doing simple, but filling in holes, in case my writer friend asks how she and her male friend met. Yes, he seemed to want to have me explain why Ashley uses chucks asap & I WAS getting to it, just needed time.

If you read this bro, thank you!!! 🙂

Could Be My Last Time Playing This….

A lot to cover today, so without the bush beating, let us get into it! 🙂 While playing SC6 as of late, the game and the Steam players who play that have soured the game for me.

Let me start with the game rant. It is the most unbalanced SC I’ve played! Some characters who DON’T need anymore cheapness got buffed in the last patch. Take S. Mina. Her weapon reaches you even if you are nowhere near its reach. If I VS. anyone who uses her, I just back out of the bloody match, screw stress!

Attacks go through characters and don’t hit when they should! You can guess my reaction when this happens, huh? However, the opponent can hit me without fail, which can piss me off. Also, SC6 has nothing BUT ring out prone stages, & players use them to get cheap wins…

Last night, a “friend” and I played with him ringing me out a few times, no sorry or anything. His attacks hit when I was blocking and so on. In the end, I think it’d be best for my sanity to drop playing the game because it is a smelly turd on a game, one people can see who can be the biggest idiot. My last three matches are below! 😦

A Decision!

Over the last few days, I’ve been really depressed. I attempted to show that author friend of mine that I’m trying to cut my habit of having run on sentences from my work, only to be told that I tell more than I show reactions. Furthermore, “Why does Ashley use Nunchucku?” Let me get into the topic then I’ll talk about the decision I’ve made.

Truth is, showing vs. telling is a slippery slop, one I DO NOT KNOW how to completely master! Okay I said it. Over the years, I thought I’ve grown as a writer, & in some matter I have, but apparently not enough. I googled some examples on showing in writing, even tried to mirror it in my writing, but it escapes me!

Another thing that gets under my skin is this. Not once do alpha readers tell me I tell, but as soon as I tell them, it is, “Oh yeah, you do tell more than show.” Thanks for not telling me from day one. Moving on. While rewrites are common in any writing, telling me I need to rewrite things midway is something I get depressed over. EVEN IF I get the showing down to a workable level in my style, bet ten bucks people will not see it, telling me to rewrite the story.

To my friend’s question about why Ashley uses chucks. He told me that the reason needs to be explained. Told him it would’ve been, but if I need to rewrite this story, it will be awhile. This might appear like a “pity me” post, but meh.

Closing: I’m going attempt a rewrite of an old work with Aki Yoshira in it, but if I fail at showing action, I’m backing away writing for a time.

Too SAO? My New Story Progress!

All original stories, characters posted and mentioned here are owned by me, please do not repost them without my expressed permission, thanks!!

 

Ashley (SC6)

Over the last several weeks, I have not been idol. Yes, I’ve been waiting for this guy to come put my upgrades in, which he keeps saying he’d show up and doesn’t, but that’s for another time. What had me not posting here was trying to get more of Ashley’s story done. And to that end, it is shaping up, I think! 🙂

Since letting you readers know what was up, posting the progress has been tossed around my head six ways from Sunday. Well, After replying to Karandi, letting her know that I may post the work to show that I’m trying to get better, I’ve decided to do that. If anyone wants to read it, it’s below, but please be aware of somethings. I’m trying to edit as I write, and some errors still maybe in. A lot of the sentences are simple and to the point. I opted to follow my brother’s advice and keep my writing simple from now on.

As always, comments are welcome.

 

From Friends To Lovers

Ashley and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!

WARNING: The piece you’re about to read has M/F love scenes and strong language, if you are NOT of age in your state or country, stop here!


While a young pig-tailed woman with blue hot pants and a tight white on sat at her desk at work, her mind wasn’t on typing up reports. It was no mystery a new online role playing game had her interest. One might call it an addiction, but there was more to it than the game. As of late, Ashley had been forging a friendship with a man in the world and they’ve helped each other in quests.

True, the blonde would be the first to question others if they told her that they met someone in such a way. The fact that her friends may react the same if they found out about her friend wasn’t something she glossed over. It’d be their right of course, but this was her life after all. Oh, Ashley admitted that she could tell them something about him, but why?

After getting home and having dinner, the woman fired the game up. While adjusting her glasses, she wondered if her guy would be online. He usually was, Ashley admitted that, but the mere sight of his handle made her smile. Sure enough, her gaming partner was online and left a message for her. When she saw that, the blonde knew that a event was coming up, having her read the message.

“Hey Lady, have you read the boards yet? Apparently raids are happening every weekend until May. Sadly, I’m not the required level to be apart of it. And my gear doesn’t meet the standards.” Ashley mumbled while scanning it. Heading over to read the rules of the event, she couldn’t imagine doing the thing without him. She could have a random player help or go solo. No, if he couldn’t do it then she wasn’t interested in it.

It couldn’t be ignored that she wasn’t happy that her partner couldn’t compete in the raids because he was one level shy. True, Ashley knew he could grind all night and get to thirty-five, but it would just solve one problem. His gear would stay the same, leaving him out of the competition. Before typing her reply, something flooded her mind, giving the answer to their problem.

“Wr8th, you don’t need to bow out of this. There is a way to share levels or items for these festivals!” she typed out, adding a emoji. Yes, she knew exactly how to make it so the man she grew to call a friend would be able to do the events. Not a second after Ashley hit send, he replied with something that made the blonde smile. “You mean using the game’s marriage feature? Well Lady, I did think of that, but knew scrubs do that to steal items. And didn’t want ya thinking I’d do that to you.” she read to herself, noting that he added a smiley face.

Oh, she would’ve never brought it up to a random player, a fact Ashley stood by. But over the last two or more months, there was something that told her the man would be true to his word. Did she think of him beyond the game? She did, but never knew if he felt the same.

“Oh Wr8th, somehow I know you’re nowhere near like that!” she typed back while smiling. True, she just interacted with him in game and talked to him through its direct messenger, but she felt he was good. The blonde and her friend played and exchanged messages until the early hours then promised to meet in game later. When Ashley signed out, something told her he was to be with her in real life.

After the woman’s gaming partner got in bed, the thought of them being friends beyond the game started entering his head. It wasn’t impossible, but with everything in his life at that moment, no woman would deal with it. He had women seem interested in perusing something beyond friendship before, just to get turned off by drama. And no matter how Lady seemed online, the man didn’t want to expose her to what he dealt with offline.

As time passed, the two went through the raids, winning quite a few. With every completed task, they climbed the ranks and quickly adapted to the stronger bosses. Ashley couldn’t believe how well their in game chemistry seemed to grow. It made her smile knowing he knew how she wanted to approach an enemy and adapted before she told him.

This lasted, but she started noting things happening. He’d miss cues, be AFK for periods, get killed by easy enemies or not be online for days. Being offline for days wouldn’t raise flags because real life things take the forefront anytime. Ashley knew this, but it wasn’t like him to just drop off without leaving a message. The blonde could wait and see, something Ashley told herself to do, but her fingers found the keyboard, hitting send after a message.

A day after she sent it, the man saw it. Reading her message made it hit home that she was a true friend. Starting a reply back, how to tell her his caregiver injured him and things around that wasn’t anything that rolled off the tongue easy. As he sat there, something made him type, “Lady, you had a right to send your message, asking if I’m alright. I’m far from that and haven’t been for the last how many days/weeks. He went on in detail about everything and waited after hitting send.

After she ate, she saw his reply. While scanning it, Ashley couldn’t put to words what she felt. The woman knew he wasn’t able to walk without a cane, but reading what he had to deal with made zero sense. To make fun of someone who fell and possibly injured his leg was just the first thing she took issue with. Oh, there were a ton of others that popped out and made her hot, but she typed, “Wr8th or Sam if I may call you that? I know it must have been hard to tell that, but thank you for trusting me. I want to ask you something and please be honest.” Ashley added a bit more then hit send.

“She wants to come for a visit!?” Sam said to himself in shock. He had to glance over the message again, but that was what she put. True, she wrote that she wanted to come meet in real life and help him, however she would be in the caregiver’s eye. After taking a second to get the words together, Sam typed back, “Ashley, while I’m not against your help, there is something I worry about. The caregiver, he thinks he’s a gift to women. And if he sees you, he’ll try…” Before he sent the message, the man scanned over it to ensure there were no errors.

After taking thirty minutes to practice with her nunchucku, Ashley saw his message. Reading the part about Sam’s caregiver made the pig-tailed blonde laugh as she adjusted her glasses. She wasn’t afraid of men who were like that though. She had perverts try to hit on her before and her training left them sore. Really though, Ashley knew how she would deal with things, having her tell Sam that.

While getting ready for bed, he left his email up to check if she replied. Seeing her reply, Sam read it carefully, having a feeling she knew the situation. Oh, he’d step in and cock block the caregiver when and if needed, that wasn’t in question. But in the end, the man had a feeling she would deal with the pervert, letting him agree to her visit.

Before going offline for the night, Ashley gave Sam her cell number with him doing the same. True, normally she’d be more than a bit nervous about giving someone she met online her number, but the pig-tailed blonde knew he wouldn’t do anything underhanded with it. After getting in bed, many thoughts of what she needed to do to go see her friend started flowing in, helping Ashley plan.

Having enough vacation time wasn’t the issue, she never took a day off. And her boss was alright about granting leave, if she asked for it. There wasn’t much to worry about really, leaving Ashley to wonder what Sam could be like. Could he be ugly or some other stereotype? Yes, but she didn’t put much into that fear. No, what bothered her was his caregiver and how that guy treated her friend.

The next day, Ashley went in to work with a mission. Before sitting at her desk, she knocked on her boss’s office door and went in after getting the okay. “Mrs. Henderson, I’d like to request a few weeks off.” the woman said calmly. As Ashley waited, she noted the older woman looking up from her papers, giving the blonde a chill.

“About time! You’re no robot, you deserve this!” her boss said with a chuckle. Before granting three weeks, the lady admitted that she was close to forcing the young lady to take time off, but now. “You’re vacation time starts today, enjoy!” she added before taking a call.

Once back home, the young lady started packing some clothes. Knowing that she could run into issues if his caregiver tried anything, her nunchucku were packed with her concealed weapons permit. After, she sat and typed in Sam’s address, noting it wasn’t too far away, knowledge making Ashley smile. The woman though her friend had to be some states away, but this just made her more eager to go to him.

After driving the four hours to the next town, she found the address, but the guy outside gave off that vibe her friend warned her about. Now Ashley wasn’t afraid of him, but she said, “Excuse me! Does a Sam live here?” before turning the car off. She saw the guy get up and go in. Not too long after, a man walking with a cane came out and she knew the man had to be her friend. Ashley turned off the car and went to the brown haired guy, noticing his limp.

When he met her halfway up the walk, the man said, “I’m Sam.” calmly, but the pain of the injury was biting him. As he looked at her, something about her told him she was Lady, his gaming partner. Knowing that, it seemed the ability to speak left him, having Sam just nod and smile. “This is her? My god, she’s beautiful!” he said to himself while they looked at each other.

She to wasn’t unimpressed by him. Seeing him made the fear that tried to sway her the night before fly out the window. Ashley wanted to hug him, but she knew his pain wasn’t far off, having her help him sit. After the blonde got her stuff from her car, she sat by him. “I can’t believe you’re Wr8th. The same person who knew how to adapt without me directing you.” Ashley said softly as they looked at the cars passing by.

“And I can’t believe you’re actually here Lady. It’s like a dream.” Sam said, trying not to be tongue tied. There wasn’t a doubt that she wasn’t a true friend, he knew she was. Sure, he didn’t know how she’d react, hence his not telling her at first, but she’s there beside him. While they sat, Sam opened up to Ashley, finding they shared more of the same interests, something that drew them closer.

While they talked, both knew they would need to go in sooner or later. Before getting up, Ashley said, “Let me help you.” calmly as she let him lean on her. As she brought Sam inside, the woman saw his caregiver staring at her with hunger in his eye. She wasn’t too happy about how he seemed to be stripping her when the man she just helped in should be his concern, but she’d deal with the idiot in a second,

Sam saw how the pervert eyed his friend. Yes, the option to confront the lecture was there, but he said, “Uh, don’t you need to go to your second job?” angrily. Firing the jerk was always there, it just wasn’t an option. After the guy left for work, the uneasiness lifted from the room, letting both feel relieved. Having his friend be around there gave Sam a bad taste in his mouth, but when he looked at her something told him she understood.

She knew that wasn’t easy for him, making Ashley put her hand on his shoulder. There was a lot to say about that guy, but later. “What happened when you hurt your leg?” Ashley asked kindly as she rubbed it. Yes, it still bugged her knowing that fool did nothing but laugh when Sam hurt himself.

After sighing, the man said, “When I leaned over to grab my cane, my foot slipped behind me. I caught myself by holding on to the tub, but I fell when my leg gave. As I did, I heard cracking and more.” Sam wouldn’t forget the pain he was in at that moment, it acted like a recording that replayed the incident. When he looked at Ashley after explaining that, something in her eyes told him that she would see to it that he didn’t need to worry anymore.

She had things she wanted to ask him so she could confront his caregiver, but those subjects could wait. Just sitting and talking with the man she only knew as a handle in a game up until now was enough for now. After noticing what looked like an anime DVD case, Ashley’s eyes lit up with excitement. “I’ve been trying to look for this series, but no website has it in stock. Where did you find it?” the pig-tailed woman asked. Ashley knew they shared a love for anime, but this.

While Sam smiled, he said, “I have a source in Japan I go through to find rare, out of print or old series.” kindly. He planned to show his collection and more. After all, it wasn’t everyday a woman who liked the same stuff he did came to visit. “Lady, err Ashley, I have so much to show you, but would you like to settle in?” Sam asked after standing up.

Honestly, she did forget about grabbing her things from the car when she saw him. After putting the DVD case down Ashley said, “Yes I do. We got to talking and I forgot my suitcase in my car!” cheerfully. While the two went out to grab her things, the young woman felt the same thing that told her they belonged together get stronger. Did she think he felt it too? Ashley had no way of knowing really, but she did wonder.

Heading out with her to help, Sam wasn’t about to lie and say he didn’t feel anything more than friendship for her, he felt more. Yes, he thought they could be more, but the man didn’t want to screw up a friendship if he read any sign wrong. And besides, his caregiver being what the hell he was, Sam had no intention on exposing the blonde to that drama. Seeing Ashley struggle getting her bag out, her friend helped by carefully easing it out and carrying it inside.

Watching the man she called a friend and possibly more do that made the young lady dare to think he was for her even more. Other men would just hit on her, treat her like meat and not offer to carry anything for her. But Sam seemed like a true gentlemen, someone she could really go for. And that made Ashley’s heart flutter.

After they came back in, Sam needed to think where his lady friend could sleep. Oh, she could sleep in the living room, he admitted, but knowing pervert, he’d try something. She could take the room in the basement, Ashley’s gaming partner told himself that, but it smelled down there. No, only one room came to mind, and Sam had a feeling what he might suggest could earn him a slap. After taking a minute to consider the way she could react, Sam said, “Please don’t think I plan anything, but I saw how my caregiver looked at you. With that in mind, you can stay in my room. I’ll stay to one side.” calmly, though the guy was stuttering.

Yes, if any other man suggested that, a kick in the crotch would be her answer, but she knew he was right. “Promise you won’t try anything?!” Ashley asked in a bit of playful anger. She knew Sam wasn’t like other men of course, but the pig-tailed blonde wanted to tease him. After smiling, she said, “I’m joking.” before putting her hand on his shoulder, agreeing with the arrangement.

If he had to be honest, it took several minutes before her friend knew she was joking. Oh, he knew how to receive shots and make them, he admitted, but hers gave him a chill. After wising up, Sam smiled before retorting, “Aww, I’ll be a good boy.” in a chuckle. The guy knew she trusted him, Ashley’s expression told him so, allowing him to guide her to where she’d sleep while staying.

While walking to the door of his room, Ashley put an arm around his. She felt safe with him, like his girlfriend if she could be so bold. True, the female needed to talk to him on that front, but she felt as if he had the same feeling. After Sam put her suitcase down and opened the door, the pig-tailed young lady couldn’t believe the sight she saw. It could only be described as Anime Heaven, making Ashley smile while the two went in.

The man didn’t need to ask, he knew the woman loved what she was looking at. “And this is a lot of my anime and gaming gear!” Sam said with pride. Showing his hobby to someone who shared it made him happy, but when she looked at all the old items he had, her reaction was what made him smile. “I got that art-book from a manga artist I met at a con.” Sam stated before showing her the signature.

There wasn’t anything she could say while looking at it. Ashley wanted to say a lot, but the sight stunned her, making her sit on the bedside and look. Seeing this just added one more layer to him that she could fall for, one thing Ashley told herself. And maybe she needed to touch on that subject with him, but she wasn’t sure how to start. Oh, she wouldn’t say what she’d say didn’t run through her mind because it did, too many times. But now, when Sam was in front of her, she couldn’t get the words to come, making Ashley just sit there.

Having her in silence made Sam look at her. By the expression, he knew his friend had something on her mind, having him sit beside her. “I know something is troubling you. Please, if I can help, I’m here.” the man said kindly after putting a hand on her shoulder. Every one of his friends knew that Sam would help them at a drop of a hat, and Ashley would be no different.

She knew he was there and would do anything for her, but how could she tell him that she thought of him as more than a friend? Sure, Ashley felt like he had the same feeling, she admitted, but if he had a girlfriend. True, having that thought crop up felt like an excuse to not tell him, forcing her to confront herself. Before Ashley said how she felt, she took a breathe. “Sam, before you say anything, please know this isn’t easy for me. Over the last few months, while we’ve played in the MMO, I felt like we’ve became friends. However lately, I’ve grown to wonder if….” she said before looking away.

“If there could be more?” Sam asked while gently turning her head. He couldn’t count how many times he wanted to email and ask that same question. That crossed his mind a lot, but he was afraid she might title him a weirdo. Well, that and his fucked up home life stopped him, Sam admitted.

“Mhm…” she responded with softly before sighing. Ashley had a feeling Sam wondered the same thing, having the two just look at each other. If he did, she didn’t need to guess why he said nothing, but he wasn’t going to lose her if they did take the next step because of that guy. While sitting there, it felt like a weight lifted off of her, letting Ashley feel free. Oh, she wouldn’t dream of rushing into making love and other things that came with relations of course. After all, the two needed to talk and such, but getting what she felt for him out relieved her.

Hearing her confession made him smile on the inside. Sam couldn’t even recall the last time a woman tried to try a relationship with him, only to be turned off by his drama. Looking in the blonde’s eyes, everything told him Ashley wouldn’t be swayed if and when they moved to the next phase. No, after Sam saw how she gave that caregiver a cold look, it spoke to her character, an insight making him smile. After what seemed like an eternity, Sam said, “I wanted to ask you about that too. And I know we will need to take this slow, but…” calmly and softly as the two looked at each other.

Personal Blog For March5-6th 2019

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A lot has happened that prevented me from posting this early. In the last week or so, we’ve been smelling gas at times when the heat would kick on. It got to a point where the power/gas company had to come out & found the leak. We then needed to have a service come fix it, twice. Yes, the first repairman did a half job, & though the second person replaced pipes, we smell hints of gas at times.

 

Gaming PC 1

Now some good news. As of today/yesterday, my planned computer upgrade that started last year can now be done! The final part got here yesterday, (Tuesday) so I’m hoping the parts can be put in this weekend. One thing I’ll need to do before that is blow the dust out of the case because oi. It’ll feel great to finally get this done and running the way it should! 🙂

 

 

WCCFsoulcalibur62

 

In gaming news, my taste for SC6 has been getting sour. Daily, if I try to play people, whether it be a friend or random player on Steam, they’re like mashing trying hard to win. And yes, I know the game is competitive, but as I pointed out to a friend last night when he/she tried to lay that on me, this was no tournament!. After they beat me that way, I just said I was done, thanks for getting me in a mood.

 

“Why you mad?” was their question. Spent two hours explaining the reason and they didn’t get it. “Oh, well thanks for the games. Fight you later!” was the response. Half tempted to just uninstall SC6 and not even bother with it anymore. Before ending this rant section, this character below has been redone in the game.

 

 

Miyuki was made in SC5, (left) and on the right is how she looks in 6. True, somethings had to be changed because not everything from the old game is in this version, but she looks close! 🙂 I may keep the game installed so I can make characters, that’s it. Below is a video of how she moves in game.

 

 

I might get Black Dessert Online and play that with single player games because the online fighting games stress me out with the fools who mash.

 

Anyway, that’s everything that I’ve been doing lately.

 

 

A Question To Anime Fans And Writers Alike…

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Ashley (SC6)

 

While I had planned on writing out this month’s personal post and put it up early, something cropped up. I thought it’d make a good topic since it made me want to head desk. Lets go into it.

 

A friend of mine who I’ve known since the anime club days is a friend on Facebook. He is also an author. Anyway, I spoke to him last week and let him that I was writing a piece with the young lady above. He asked if it was another fan fiction. Said no, and gave him the opening idea.

 

He comes back with, “So it’s gonna be a SAO, (Sword Art Online) fic?”

 

I tell him that, okay the two characters might’ve met in an MMO, but at the turning point of the plot, they meet offline and do not hop in the game again. He came back still saying it sounds like anime.

 

At this point, I kind of put my more analiyztic side in the drivers seat and posed this to him. No work, whether it be anime or literature is truly original, is it? Nearly something adopts ideas from something else. Example: Ghost in the Shell. It blended the idea of cybernetic beings in a futuristic Japan, blurring the line between the real and digital worlds.

 

Sword Art barrows from .HACK & so on. I could be wrong, but do you get my point? Was he right to keep suggesting what I’m working on is too SAO, or do you agree with what I tried pointing out to him?

 

I’d love to discuss this further with you all! 🙂