Amelia's Blog

        Wow. That does it for Chapter One of the story I’m tentatively calling “Adventure”. Yeah, I know, not very original, but it’ll do for a place holder for now. Monday, there will be another story, but I’m not sure if it’s going to be from this one, or another I’ve been working on that’s been lying kind of fallow since I started this experiment. I’m proud of how that one started out, and I’ve got a nice chunk of it written, so there is a built in buffer.         As far as this whole thing goes, I’m pleased with how it’s been working. It’s been keeping my writing on a (mostly) daily basis, and that’s always a good thing. I think I’m sticking with it. Saving the weekends for situation updates, normal-like (mostly) blog type fodder. I’m not gonna say that I won’t miss a day occasionally, but one of my goals is to work a buffer into things, which is why I’m considering posting on the other story as well. No...

        "That is a name I have not heard in many years."         The four of them were crowded in Buck's workshop, watching the older man's brow knit in confusion. "Last time I heard of this Beloved cult was before your parents died, C.J." He looked at her with an expression of regret and sorrow, and a lot of apology.         Siege stiffened at the mention of her parents, but didn't say anything. Hitomi put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Why would they surface now? And why would they need to know you were still out there?"         "Hmm. Most likely because last time I saw them, they were fleeing from their burning temple."         Siege smiled a bit, "Did their leader have a jackal mask?"         Buck shook his head...

        The team squished through the tunnel, the thick mud on the floor telling the story of flooding in recent times. Even as they walked, they could hear the drip-drop of water in the background. Hitomi did not like this at all. The squishing mud made too good a cover for an ambush. She had a bad feeling about this. Usually, she listened to her gut. Last time she didn’t, she was captured at this very dock. She shook her head, “Hell with it,” she muttered.         Hitomi pulled the heads-up eye piece from her gauntlet and slipped it on. Tapping the side of the head piece, she engaged the scanners she built into her gauntlet. With a soft chirp in her ear, several dots appeared behind them. “Damn,” she clicked her radio and softly notified Siege.         “How many?”         “Ah, five or six. They’re hanging back.” She hit the ign...

        Hello, hello! This post brought to you by Sleep Deprivation! For when you absolutely cannot sleep overnight! -_-’ Yeah, sorry to cliffhanger you, but my brain not worky so good on no no sleep. But instead do leaving you with nothing, dear reader, here is the original character sheet I wrote out for Siege McCormick. Enjoy! * * * Cynthia Jane McCormick - (C.J.) C.J. or "Siege" to her friends, is known for her toughness, strength and patients, of of which border on the superhuman. Anyone who underestimates her for her size rarely does it twice. A hair under five feet and a shade over 100 pounds, she often would be the brunt of jokes or referred to as 'pint size'. One of the reasons for her tremendous patients is the amount of teasing and abuse she she endured growing up. She learned to shrug it off, or continually get in trouble for fighting. With that came a serenity that everyone who knows her envies.

        Siege grabbed her radio immediately, “Buck, come in. We’ve got a problem.”         She quickly filled him in. “By thunder! Good work, child, I’ll send some reinforcements, just in case. Blow the console.”         “You sure?”         “Yes. I’ll send someone to the next sites on the list. They’ve already got some of the plans, we can’t let them get anymore.”         “On it!” She clicked off and called to Hitomi, “Need your C4! Buck says blow it.”         “You got it.” With methodical quickness, they wired the console and the entrances, and made for the door, and wired that one too. They sprinted back to the ladder and climbed out. Just is case, they wired up some of the tunnel with the last of their explosives. They got the store owner out of th...

Hey everyone, happy Memorial Day for those of you in the U.S. This is later than I would have liked it to be, but still I wanted to make sure I got this up. Sorry about that, tomorrow's will be on schedule, and this one is roughly twice normal size :) I wanted to get to a beat, and I'm afraid I got a bit carried away with description! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! * * * Siege kicked through the floorboards, her steel-belted boots adding extra force to her already impressive strength. Two calculated kicks, and the floor opened to reveal a shaft with a ladder bolted to the side. “Man... I thought the whole point of a trap door was to conceal an entrance, not seal it with a whole box of nails.” Siege just arched a brow at her friend, before picking up cracked plank. “You’re right, ‘Omi. Someone put a lot of effort into sealing this up,” she gestured at the piles of carpet they pulled up, much to the chagrin of the shop’s owner. After leaving Buck, they...

Okay, I think that went well. Not stopping, just pausing for the long weekend, get a buffer up and such. I look forward to bringing you more. Please, please, leave comments. I want to know your thoughts and opinions. Yes, I know comment validation is a pain, but I don’t want things to devolve into the spammy so quickly. Thanks, and I’ll see you on Monday!