I Would Be The Person Who, In The Middle Of Finally Wanting To Try NaNoWriMo For The First Time, Would

I would be the person who, in the middle of finally wanting to try NaNoWriMo for the first time, would get another idea that is occupying so much space I have to take some time to write it.

But as usual, I wanna share it because even tho I may write this idea fully, it might be so fucked up I'll never finish it. I mean, that would happen anyways, but this time there's a legitimate reason behind it.

So, I got this idea after randomly getting WAY to interested in Resident Evil. I've always known about the series and even watched a full playthrough of RE4 on YT as a kid. So this sudden interest of mine sparked a question in my head:

"Why do these zombie games always have someone creating a virus that mutates people into mindless creatures? Why isn't there a plot where someone creates a cure that just ends up being used nefariously?"

This was also inspired by CoryxKenshin's commentary while he was playing REmake 2: "T-virus, G-virus.... How about we cure cancer if you got all of that." Lol

So from that, I came up with this idea:

A genius theoretical researcher gets the brilliant idea to finally make something that can cure incurable diseases. Being mainly motivated by a desire to be famous, he works tirelessly to create this miracle cure.

No matter how hard he works, however, he can't come up with anything practical enough to work. So, he ends up turning to someone no one expected him to go to.

He speaks with an author who hypothesized many different types of cures in their story. Many of them are nothing but fiction, but he wants to see if any of their ideas can be replicated.

In taking her ideas, they both end up theorizing and eventually producing a cure that can be set to target any one bacteria in the body.

This cure ends up working, and while everything seems to be rose colored, there's a shaky feeling that the researcher can't stop thinking about...

So, without getting into too much detail as to what I came up with, my only reason for saying this might be fucked at some point is because of my lack of scientific knowledge.

I'm really particular and get caught up on being sure things are at least plausible. So, I might reach a point where I can't find a decent answer for something and end up abandoning the whole thing.

Also, I'm not used to writing science fiction 🤠 so I was worried it would turn into Sci-fi fantasy real quick.

It'll be a nice challenge though if I decide to go through with it.

But, it you read to the end, thank you and I hope you enjoyed 🍂

Here again after my usual hiatus this time though it was because of real world shit, aka setting appointments to get my teeth removed yay but I wanted to post something.

So, just today (or yesterday it's 2am for me) I finished a page on my website about an idea I got about a game idea. This is pretty common for me, but I wanted to share it here in case anyone was interested :D

Anyways, here's a little preview and you can read the full thing here if you want.

I was also considering making proofs of concepts about some of the mini-games I talked about and other collectables, but who know if I'll get around to that with all the other ideas I have in my head.

Either way, that's the post~

🍂

Instead of what I'm currently doing, this was my original project for this month, so I'll just post it as it was. Just know this isn't what I'm doing, but feel free to try it yourself if you want.

So, I'm starting this super early since I know myself very well, but at this particular moment (Jan 16) I'm extremely stressed out and feel like the world around me is imploding.

I won't get too much into it since no one cares, but I got an idea about the month of February since, guess what, I will be as single as I have always been this year too!

However, I do love romance and could be described as a helpless romantic. Because of this, I wanted to do something related to Valentine's day, but also to do for the whole month.

So I thought of this!

Showcasing Ship Dynamics

In this, I guess series, I'll be writing a short story for ship dynamics I love, that I see online, or maybe you guys can suggest to me.

That's right; if you think this is interesting, reply, reblog, all the good tumblr stuff and tell me some of your favorite ship dynamics. If I can actually get a good idea, I'll consider writing a story for it and share some of the love we might never experience, have experienced, or daydream about experiencing.

I don't actually have a favorite ship dynamic, because I just like love however it presents itself. Love is love in my book and all healthy forms of it are something I want to see more of!

So, if you're seeing this post, know it's because my lazy ass actually made more than five (realistically 20) stories and has a general idea about what I have left.

So, here's the starting list:

Anxious girl x Cheery Boy

Anxious Boy x Cheery Girl

The Scared Pair

Willing to try anything x Unsure and Cautious

Nerd x Normal

Professional x Unprofessional

Goofy x brooding

Innocent x The one with the bubble wrap

Sensual x Nervous Wreck

Monster x Human (and not in the sexualized way)

Flirt x The brick wall they're talking to

Aggressive x Passive

The Danger x Getting in Danger

Gentlemen x Gentlewoman

Curious x Knowledgeable

Cute x Mature

Famous x Not Famous

Suger Pill x Unstable

Poker Face x Poker Face

Competitive

Organized x Chaos

Country x City

Talks too much x Doesn't talk enough

(The classic) Black Cat x Golden Retriever

Spooky x Scared

Opposites don't attract (for future ref: I mean like Bushi and Cassie who are very much alike and almost closer than family.)

Love to Hate

Rule Bound x Delinquent

Childhood Lovers

And just to keep it inclusive, I'll be making the pairs random genders (unless specified or based on my own stories) because your sex or gender doesn't describe the kind of love you have.

I'll be using a random number generator to see the pronouns of each character and I'll go from there (fair warning however, I identify as a cis het woman, and though I have family members who are openly gay, I personally have not experienced anything else. So if something is a bit off, I will apologize in advance, but I'll try my hardest to represent everyone properly.)

I really want to do this, but knowing me, I'll either give up halfway or never even properly start, but... I will try my best to get this posted.

I hope everyone enjoys and knows that even if you're alone this Valentine's Day, I'm giving you love and I hope you can find people in your life who you can give your love too 💞

-Miss Ann 🍂

So.... I tried NaNo this month and lol, I can't believe I even thought my brain would allow this to work for a second.

I really tried though.

So here's a summary:

The first week: I tried working on an old idea of mine I wanted to re-write. I just couldn't get into it no matter how hard I tried though.

Second week: I got obsessed with Resident Evil and got an idea for another story. So with no planning, I started writing that instead.

Second week P. 2: I assumed I was gonna actually write this new idea, but I kept feeling bad every day and stopped working on everything all together.

Second week P. 3: I decided to build a site after seeing a super cool post.

Third week: I built the site and got obsessed with learning more about coding html.

Every week after that was slowly learning about html, coding, and web design.

In between that time I randomly got interested in a story I "finished" about a year back and started to edit it.

So far, that editing turned into my NaNo.

All things considered, it found a way to work itself out.

Here's something interesting I learned being a former imagines writer. If you're having a hard time being descriptive, remove pronouns all together.

So sometimes with imagines I would write something gender neutral and it always forced me to be WAY more descriptive.

Here's an example:

She found herself lost in hallway. Not just because she was unfamiliar with the location, but because her mind was elsewhere. She was occoupied with anything but the exit.

Here's the gender neutral version:

For more than reason, Sam was lost in the hallway. Not just because this was unfamiliar location, but because the idea of finding the exit wasn't the most important thing right now.

Bad situations with good intentions.

The silence in the room was beyond deafening, but for one person, they were aimlessly looking around spending their minutes in silence thinking about nothing. This almost dazed appearance made the other occupant of the room worried and he approached the dazed member and waved a hand, getting their attention.

“Are… you okay?”

Her brow rose. “I’m just peachy. You know, aside from the whole kidnapping thing.”

“Look, is it really kidnapping when you came to me?”

“Pretty much, because you were going to do it one way or another, I just sped up the process.”

“Which could be seen as you wanting to be here.”

“I don’t want to be here, but better me just show up to you then you do something illegal.”

“I would never do anything illegal to you, Cassie.”

“Right.” She looked off. “What is this room anyways? Why do you just have this bedroom in this place.”

“Because this is my home.”

Her gaze shot back to him. “What? No way is this huge place a house. I thought it was some kind of event center.”

“N-no, this is a home. The family home of Armando.”

“Wow, I really didn’t think that. You’re family must be beyond rich.”

“We are. We come from a family that’s owned many businesses for centuries now. I’m sure that’s the only reason you even know me.”

Her head shook. “While Lok Armando is a name I would find in a research paper, I know you because we went to school together.”

Lok’s eyes went a bit wide. “You… actually remember that?”

“Duh. Not to be rude, but you were always staring at me. Some of my friends thought you had a crush on me. Look how right they were.”

“I do not have a crush on you. I happen to be enamored with you.”

“While I can appreciate the difference, it means the same thing. At the end of the day you wanted me to be your girlfriend and I can safely say I never assumed you would go to this extent just to get it.”

“I didn’t mean to do something so drastic, but that fool you were with made it impossible for me to know you personally.”

“How? You could have just approached me as an old classmate and maybe we could have gotten to know each other.”

“Trust me, if it was that easy I would have done it. No, that red-head would prevent anyone they didn’t know from becoming your friend. If they couldn’t find ever bit of information attached to someone, they would run them away from you.”

“Seriously? I guess that explains why I had no friends.”

“Oh no, that was just because people found you intimidating.”

Her brow rose. “And you know that because?”

“Because I used to listen to people who would make fun of you. Most of their comments were juvenile like about your appearance, but some of them were insightful. One of which being that most people found you difficult to approach.”

Cassie let out a sigh. “Then why would you think any different.”

“Because I knew you weren't like that. I told you, when we had to peer review each other’s work, I would pray I got yours—or really ask the person who did for yours—and I enjoyed learning about you in small snippets.”

“You really are weird, you know.”

“I can understand why you would say that, but think of it like this: I’m not weird, I’m dedicated.”

Cassie found herself laughing. “You sound like a crazy person trying to justify why they’re not crazy. Look, you’re not all that bad so can’t you just admit you’re a little off?”

“No, because I’m not. I just have resources to combat the seemingly impossible task of being by your side.”

“I don’t wanna burst your bubble, but you do know I don’t exactly like you right now.”

“I know, trust me. I don’t think anyone would in your situation, but there is a such thing known as Stockholm syndrome.”

“Oh my God, are you serious right now?”

“Very much. While I didn’t exactly kidnap you in a way that would allow for such thing to occur, once the helicopter arrives and we’re taken to my estate elsewhere, you’ll soon realize you can’t get away from me. Besides, I do intend to let you live whatever life you want to, just in the confines of my vicinity.”

“And you think now I’m going to fall for that?”

“I told you, it is possible.”

“You’re insane.” Cassie shook her head. “I don’t really wanna be with anyone. Life is kind of annoying right now and having some other person sounds like an even bigger headache.”

“Oh? I can provide you assurance. You won’t ever be penniless in your life with me.”

“Okay, but I mean just in general. I… guess I don’t like myself very much so how could I like anyone right now?”

“You don’t like yourself?”

“Pretty much. Maybe that’s a byproduct of how my family “protected” me until now, but I really don’t understand much about myself or those around me.”

“Perhaps that’s true. You weren’t exactly allowed to develop any normal relationships with most people…”

“Yeah and the few I did always ended for one reason or another.” She sighed. “Honestly, I think I’m just doomed to be alone forever. Even as a forced bride, I’ll never really be a good partner to you.”

“Besides that being as far from the truth as possible. I want to help you a bit.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I intend on you being in my life for good. So, if you don’t feel good about yourself, how about I give you that?”

Confused as she was, she said, “how can you do that?”

“Well, like I said. We’re leaving to one of my estates in a new place. With that, you can start a new life, be a new person and learn about the various things you’ve always wanted to. The only restriction will be yourself.”

Cassie said nothing after he finished. Her eyes drifted off and it seemed she was deep in thought for a moment. Lok allowed her to think and before long, she spoke up.

“You still sound super crazy, but…” She shook her head. “I would really like something like that. This life of mines is pretty much over. Ruined by the idea that any harm to me shall never happen.”

“So you see the benefit I can bring you.”

“I’m not saying that, I’m saying I want what you suggested. Now how I’m going to get that has several solutions.”

“You were always so quick to turn down people’s help. I can give you exactly what you’re looking for and yet, you decline me?”

“Pretty much. I like to do things on my own and if you think I want someone’s help, then maybe you don’t know me as well as you thought.” She had a smirk on her face.

Lok felt his own smile peak at hers and he moved to sit down beside her. “I guess you got me there. Then, in this time we have together, would you allow me to learn more about you?”

“Shouldn’t that be saved for when we’re living together?”

“I guess you’re right. The best relationships need time to develop.”

“Exactly, nothing a few hours is going to replace.”

“You know, here I thought you wouldn’t be this calm under these circumstances. I had a few things prepared in case you were frazzled and panicked.”

“Like what?”

“Nothing bad, just some incense, a white noise machine, and a weighted blanket.”

“You really thought of everything.”

“As I always do.”

“Then, question—if you thought of all that, why couldn’t have you have thought of some other way to go about this? There had to be some way you could have convinced my dad to let us be friends.”

Lok sat in silence after her question. He didn’t fully know how to answer that and ended up opening and closing his mouth several times.

“I, uh… I’m unsure of how to answer that.”

“Well, let me help you. Instead of all this, you could have just approached my dad during his work hours and told him you were the one sending all those strange people after me. Then, you would explain why, because you wanted to get to know me after we met in middle school. My dad probably wouldn’t have been happy about you trying to date me, but knowing the kind of money and resources you have, it’d be better to let you be my friend then reject you and make this happen.”

“And you thought of this just now?”

“No, I thought of this when I decided to let you kidnap me. I was thinking about it and my dad might be the most anxious man ever about his daughter, but he’s not stupid. He would have seen that it was easier to let us be friends than try and keep you away from me.”

Lok pondered that. “Is that so…? I-I just didn’t assume that because of the hot-head.”

Cassie smiled. “Shugi, he has a name you know.”

“I’m sure he does, but I didn’t think people named brainless creatures.”

She stifled a laugh. “You know, it’s comments like that, that remind me you actually are a pretty normal person.”

“I don’t usually?”

“Of course not. Besides having all this money, the way you talk and act reminds me of a movie character. I don’t typically see you as just a normal guy who’s just a bit older than me.”

“Well, you can teach me. I’ll keep it in mind that insults are a way to appear as normal.”

“That’s not what I meant, but I guess it’s a start.”

Just as soon as she said that, a chime ran through the room. Lok’s phone was ringing and he quickly went to answer it.

“Yes?”

Cassie couldn't hear nearly anything—just the muffled sounds of a voice on the other end—but she still tried to pay attention.

“How did he even find this place?” Lok paused with a sigh. “Fine, keep an eye on him. I’ll be down to deal with it myself.” Lok hung up as he got to his feet and went to the door. “Cassie, please remain here. I’ll be back for you after I deal with something.”

“Should I be worried?” She tried to glean any information.

“No, you shouldn’t. However, if you get board, feel free to explore the room. Everything in here was bought in your interest.”

Cassie sighed. “Alright…”

Lok then made his way out of the room and Cassie heard the doors lock once they closed. She sighed and slouched forward.

“So much for this being the easy way out.”