As the thread title states, I'm seeking an artist to help design and create simple flags/banners for my WIP roleplay's five fantasy realms. This is an unpaid commission/request. Also, I'm not in a hurry, so the artist will have a generous timeframe to work in.
I'm including a collection of...
I commend you for writing something and sharing it with us here—this sub-forum desperately needs more fiction. Having said that, I can't say I enjoyed reading your story. The entire piece was abusively descriptive and poorly paced. And your character's inevitable date with death failed to...
Secrets
Beautiful weather usually has a short lifespan in Gotham, and tonight proved no exception. The pleasant breeze from earlier was gone. In its place was a damp, goose-pimpling wind, and overhead a sea of swirling clouds had blew in to snuff out the full moon. By the time Orville...
Recycling
The armored front doors of the transport clapped shut when a pair of Tyger Security guards climbed out. Posted along the front and rear of their vehicle were two squad cars of the city's finest - Gotham City Police Department. As the guards circled behind their transport the...
Unrighteous Symphony
Triangled halogen work lamps cast a harsh pool of light into the center of the room. A smattering of folding chairs were arranged under the lights but only two men were seated. The marina where the sit-down was being held was still under construction. Tarps jostled...
4830 Legion Lane
Gravel crunched under low profile tires as the pearl white Audi rolled to a stop. A moment later the purr of the sedan's high performance engine went silent. Historic buildings, cloaked in the shadows of upper Gotham, stood indomitably around them. They had drove to an...
You'll Tell Them Everything...
Brian, a rookie security guard employed at Empire Bank, never saw the swing coming. He couldn't make sense of the overwhelming pain that just detonated across his groin. All he could do was topple forward, moan like a banshee, and clutch his genitals. ...
First Assignment
The fiber optic sight at the tip of his Smith & Wesson was zeroed in on center mass. Orville, with both hands wrapped firmly around his weapon, stared down at the bright red dot. He remembered to exhale before squeezing through his cylinder.
The boom of the mighty...
My Price Is...
Cigar and cigarette smoke filled the suite with a dirty haze. The sliding glass balcony door was wide open but the polluted air couldn't be cycled fast enough. Every grumpy face around the poker table had something they were puffing on. Spanish guitar notes, courtesy of Juan...
Birthright
The conference room smelled of robust coffee. The espresso machine in the corner had been brewing since the first employees arrived at a quarter after seven; it was just past ten now. Orville had a steaming untouched cup resting on a coster beside him, but it would have to wait...
I appreciate a lot of it. I'm a fan of handling topics that normally go down as gruesome only to show a character be shockingly cavalier with them. It's simultaneously unnerving and charming, and you executed it well imo.
The characters served their purpose in their short scene: Chalice to...
A simple scroll through the prose threads in this forum will produce several members hungry for feedback. I'm certain your efforts will be appreciated.
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Every eye in the room sized up Vicente. He exhaled with as much composure as he could muster and then tidied the Royal tabard over his chest. The crackle of the fireplace was the only accompaniment to his drumming heart. Eventually Vicente addressed the lone figure standing before him...