Wow, almost didn't realize how huge that story of mine is...I'll try to make them shorter from now on. I think that one was so long because it was about the battle for whiterun, which is kind of this huge messy battle with a lot of things going on and a lot of great stuff to describe...although I did get a little lost on a tangent once or twice going through that, eheheheh...it was so much fun writing though and I'm sure people will love to read about my particular brand of hate for Lydia or how Leaves-Only-Ashes feels about Irileth...here's a hint...maybe his true feelings for her are that she is his prey, but not in the traditional kill-->eat sense...or maybe not!
Anyway, I'll probably cut some things out in the morning. Tis late. My brain isn't working so well. I'll do it tomorrowwww~~~
I'm thinking my next story should be Leaves-Only-Ashes beginnings...some backstory you know? The events prior to the battle for whiterun so people can understand how I play him a little better. Lol, I was raising zombies as early as Bleakfalls Barrow...man I have good times playing Skyrim...and of course I plan on telling you all how I hid behind a rock wetting myself and crying because Krosis was out to fry my lizard ass. Man was he PISSED...
Something tells me these stories can only get better as I continue playing and levelling...mostly because of the levelling. Hopefully the opposite doesn't happen where I become too powerful and things get boring. I plan to gain magic immunity, at least to frost since I'm a vampire and that's easiest, but I don't want battles against ice-breathing dragons to become seriously lame because of it D:
I play on master difficulty for the challenge!! Cheesing my way to victory is practically the same thing as one-shotting everything on normal difficulty....
I have a lot going on right now....
Not right now at 2AM, but...you know what I mean. And no I'm not talking about the game xP
Don't expect me to get these stories posted quickly. I have chores and yardwork to do! Not to mention getting a job...
Writing stories is fun though...why is life so tough?
...Okay, bedtime. You know you've stayed up too late when you start soliciting sympathy from an online forum like a beggar asking for change at a country club. Not happening.
Also, my external monologue became an internal dialogue as soon as I started referring to myself as "you" in the above line. Madness!!
Goodnight. I love you all.
Not really.