What caused me to start writing?
Obviously the earlier stories I've read here.
But also something that I though was funny.
One of my neighbours in a game wanted to make a trade, and I could accept that trade even though I didn't have what he was asking for, I though that was kind of sneaky and started writing:
Weyrlings
Mon, Nov 18 at 07:33:30 EST
WEYRLINGS 2403.4
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"-Sire", the colonel was always afraid when he approached the God Emperor Ruatha, you never knew what humour he'd have, sometimes it amused him to chop off heads before lunch.
"-Yes, What is it", Ruatha answered impatiently, wifting his tail high in the air.
"-The Sons of Thunder has asked for a trade, they want Ice colonization tech from us, they will give us plenty in return".
The Colonel had his tail pressed to the ground in the humiliating ritual that the God Emperor Ruatha demanded of all subjects that approached him.
"-What is the problem then, make the trade"
"-But, but.. We don't have Ice Tech, Sire"
"-Well, do they know that? If so why do they bother us, anyway they should be destroyed, kill them all!"
But I'm currently thinking that the Last installment I made in NGC3 is the best I've made so far
I'm thinking of the line:
We stand with our feets at the edge of the abyss, we need to take a big step forward to ensure our safety. And that ..."
[ June 20, 2003, 19:46: Message edited by: Ruatha ]