- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- It varies wildly.
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I'm open to a wide range of genres. Obscenely wide. It's harder for me to list all I do like than all I don't like.
My favorite settings are fantasy combined with something else, multiverse, post-apoc, historical (mixed with something else), and futuristic. I'm not limited to those, but it's a good start.
My favorite genres include mystery, adventure, action, drama, tragedy (must be mixed with something else and kept balanced), romance (again must be mixed, and more.
I'm happy to include elements of slice-of-life and romance, but doing them on their own doesn't hold my interest indefinitely.
Jade nodded. She had a hard time deciphering how she felt in this moment, faced with someone who believed her and greeted her with the sort of manner of a diplomat meeting another, and also faced with a being who was so great and advanced, she could only describe them as a localized, massive presence that had full awareness of its region, being... as far as Jade knew, the building. Far from the image she'd conjured in her mind of a dark figure that lurked in the shadows of a massive room, reaching out with slender and dextrous fingers to touch a person's mind.
No, this was both more frightening and less frightening at the same time.
Questions, though... She had many. "There are many things I do not understand here, including about Soundmasons and the... unique greeting I experienced, if you do not mind my wording. Host Ríváné educated me on a great many things, but I was impatient to greet you, and my education on local customs, technology, and more are lacking because of it."
She directed her words toward Máté, since... he seemed to be Two-Stars-Weeks-Away's mouthpiece, in a way. After a moment, she looked around, half-expecting the imagined creature to be conjured to act as a sort of avatar, though she knew it was silly. This was far from the massive, grey square room she'd imagined.
"What was that greeting? Host Ríváné mentioned it to try to warn me, but... I am not surprised that she could not define it. It is called... áratidéfíl?" She looked around, red eyes wide as she left her mouth hanging open slightly, half-expecting the building itself to answer. "I have more questions than I can put to words right now."
No, this was both more frightening and less frightening at the same time.
Questions, though... She had many. "There are many things I do not understand here, including about Soundmasons and the... unique greeting I experienced, if you do not mind my wording. Host Ríváné educated me on a great many things, but I was impatient to greet you, and my education on local customs, technology, and more are lacking because of it."
She directed her words toward Máté, since... he seemed to be Two-Stars-Weeks-Away's mouthpiece, in a way. After a moment, she looked around, half-expecting the imagined creature to be conjured to act as a sort of avatar, though she knew it was silly. This was far from the massive, grey square room she'd imagined.
"What was that greeting? Host Ríváné mentioned it to try to warn me, but... I am not surprised that she could not define it. It is called... áratidéfíl?" She looked around, red eyes wide as she left her mouth hanging open slightly, half-expecting the building itself to answer. "I have more questions than I can put to words right now."