Thanks @winterandwords for the tag here! Finally getting to it.
Rules: find five lines in your WIP that fit the parameters given!
I'm gonna use SOTL Year One for this one! I'm actually gonna focus on Tierney's chapter!
A line about hands
Tierney glanced down at the duvet he was sitting on. He rubbed his hand across it, feeling the familiar static shock. He kept sliding his palm back and forth and back and forth until he heard a crackling sound. He lifted his hand, concentrating as hard as he could, until he saw a spark. He rubbed his hands together until what appeared to be a purple lightning flickered around them. He stood, holding one hand palm-up, curling his fingers inward. A sparking purple ball of electricity had formed in his palm. He laughed giddly, opening his hand slightly so the ball got bigger. His hand shook and the electricity shot upward, blasting Tierney over the bed and causing him to crash onto the floor. Tierney groaned, pushing himself to his feet. The electric blast had burnt a hole through the canopy above his bed and made a small hole in the ceiling.
A line showing pain
Tierney smiled as he grabbed the handle of the dining hall. “Ah! Shite! C’mon, there can’t possibly be more static!”
A line with motion
Tierney scrambled out of bed and practically ran to the door--bare feet sliding on the hardwood floors--threw the door open, and jabbed his finger into Jarred’s side, causing Jarred to let out a rather embarrassing “eep!” as the static shock pierced through his cotton clothes, and he jumped back, almost falling over when his feet slipped on the carpet beneath him. Now it was Tierney’s turn to laugh.
A line I love
“Why are we less mature than our ten-year-old sister?” Tierney asked, sitting up to join his brothers.
“Don’t worry, she’ll mature less when she’s older,” said Jarred, rising to his feet.
A line featuring a person's name
Damari let out a frustrated noise and set the book on the table.
Well that last one was easy.
I'll tag @mk-writes-stuff @thepeculiarbird @elsie-writes @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet
+ ANYONE ELSE
Y'all's prompts:
A line featuring fear
A line showing character relationships
A line about nature
A line with smell
A line that contains someone running
SOTL intro
SOTL tag list (ask to be +/-): @illarian-rambling @katwritesshit @wyked-ao3
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Tierney was jolted awake that morning in two ways.
The first jolt was from Jarred rapidly knocking on the door to his room. The second was a literal jolt of static shock from the friction his body caused from sliding against both the fitted sheet beneath him, as well as the duvet covering him, when he jumped from the first jolt. He yelped at both, causing Jarred to laugh from outside the door. Tierney scrambled out of bed and practically ran to the door--bare feet sliding on the hardwood floors--threw the door open, and jabbed his finger into Jarred’s side, causing Jarred to let out a rather embarrassing “eep!” as the static shock pierced through his cotton clothes, and he jumped back, almost falling over when his feet slipped on the carpet beneath him. Now it was Tierney’s turn to laugh.
Jarred regained his balance and pointed a finger at Tierney as a mock threat. “You’re dead.”
“Not if I kill you first!” Tierney said, jumping out at Jarred, who bolted down the hall. Tierney followed his brother with his hand outstretched, making extra sure to drag his feet on the carpet to keep up the static, even if it slowed his pace. Jarred turned a corner and made an “oof!” sound as he ran into Ritchie--both falling over, causing Tierney to trip over both of them and crash to the ground.
“Agh! Blimey, Tierney, you have a lot of shock on you today,” Ritchie noted as Tierney brushed up against him. Jarred sat up and poked Ritchie. “Ack!” He jumped back. “You, too?”
“Don’t look at me, I got it from him.”
Ritchie gave Tierney’s shoulder a soft push and hissed a swear as he flinched his hand back. “Bloody, Tierney, are you a walking socks-on-the-carpet-during-winter?”
“Sorry,” Tierney shrugged, messing with his hair to make it stand up. “Y’know I can’t help it.”
“That’s a mouthful of a title, Rich,” said Jarred, scooching against the wall.
“Well, what would you call it, then?”
“A walking sack of static?”
“That’s boring.”
TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites
@nebula--nix @literarynecromancy
Keep reading for:
William succeeds
Gwen meets Liam
Halloween!
Tierney has static electricity
Dragon!
Robbie helps Kelsey
Well someone's doppelganger turned out different
Akash and Carla make baseball small talk
Festival Celebration - from The Secret Portal Part One
The snakefly’s wings continued to rapidly beat together, then slowed as if stuck in treacle. It froze midair, dropping to the ground by the forces of gravity.
William let out a sound that would have caused him to flush if anyone was around to witness as he abruptly shot out of his seat. He cleared his throat, though still vibrating from excitement, then called his wife on the comm. “Atsila! Atsila! I did it!”
“What is it, Will? You coming early? Do I have to clean up all this mess in five minutes?” she joked in response to his jubilant celebration.
“I’m not coming to bed, hon. I’m sorry.”
“What—”
“I’ve reached a breakthrough.”
“Good to kn—”
William turned off the comm and continued his work.
Brown - from The Secret Portal Part One (Gwen POV)
“I’m Liam Beaumont.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said, then paused. “Wait, I was told you were the first recruited. How old are you?”
“You were told about me?”
“I gave a quick list of everyone,” Gabriel explained.
“Oh. Well, I’m eighteen.” My mouth dropped unintentionally. Liam sighed, playing with the zipper on his light brown jacket but seeming to find it humorous. “I know, I look eleven. But, like, I’m five-seven and people still think that. It’s not like I’m super short like Tyler.”
Tyler gave Liam a rude gesture.
Paint - from The Secret Portal Part One
“Whoa,” George said, gazing around. There were black and orange streamers and fake cobwebs everywhere and what appeared to be spiderpig webs on every other surface. The lights were dim and the sources of flickering light came from inside pumpkins with faces carved out of them. A couple tables were pushed against the wall with candy and punch. Spooky music played in the background, and George and Carla weren’t sure they liked how it made them feel, but it certainly fit the mood.
Tyler walked up to them, his black hair slicked back and wearing fake pointy teeth. Red paint dripped down his chin. “Velcome to the party.”
Drag - from School of the Legends Year One
Tierney followed his brother with his hand outstretched, making extra sure to drag his feet on the carpet to keep up the static, even if it slowed his pace. Jarred turned a corner and made an “oof!” sound as he ran into Ritchie--both falling over, causing Tierney to trip over both of them and crash to the ground.
“Agh! Blimey, Tierney, you have a lot of shock on you today,” Ritchie noted as Tierney brushed up against him. Jarred sat up and poked Ritchie. “Ack!” He jumped back. “You, too?”
“Don’t look at me, I got it from him.”
Ritchie gave Tierney’s shoulder a soft push and hissed a swear as he flinched his hand back. “Bloody, Tierney, are you a walking socks-on-the-carpet-during-winter?”
Dog - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)
Ash leapt to her feet and ran to the door with me close behind. Ash banged and screamed to be let in until Carla Baxter opened the door. We rushed inside before she could say anything.
Carla looked back outside as the dragon burst through the trees. I expected it to shoot fireballs at us, but instead, it sat down, like a dog.
Carla laughed. She actually laughed.
Water - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)
I stood back, hugging myself as Robbie knelt in front of Kelsey. He pressed his fingers to her temples, and Kelsey shuddered—maybe in relief. A soft maroon glow emanated from Robbie’s fingertips. The darkness beneath Kelsey’s skin began to fade, and it traveled up Robbie’s arms, that same menacing glow radiating beneath his skin. After a moment, he released his grip from Kelsey, who let out a sharp gasp, the light gone.
Robbie stood, closing his eyes. The darkness now inside him turned into a bright maroon.
“Shut your eyes!” he commanded.
I obeyed, and through my eyelids, I could still see a sharp white light blaring. I squeezed my eyes tighter, though water still seeped out the edges. The light faded.
Gorgeous - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Rose POV)
CJ passed me the book, which I took, examining the color. It was gorgeous. I flipped through the book. The illustrator did a lot of work to show the information of what Brown was talking about.
“Alex, you get The Theory of Wormhole-Based Powers by Raissa Kamanzi.”
“Oh, I love her!” Alex snatched the book as my heart stopped at the name.
“Raissa Kamanzi?” I asked.
Alex nodded vigorously. “She’s this brilliant woman who dives deep into Alii power theory. She talks all about the science behind them and how they could potentially expand beyond what is known. My aunt would love her; she does similar things in her field. She also has tried to replicate some powers synthetically, which could help with equalizing Neutrum and Ceters.”
Hat - from The Secret Portal Part One (Akash POV)
I turned to Carla. “Hey,” I said lamely.
“Hey,” she said, smiling. “It’s nice to see them get along.”
“For sure,” I agreed. “I’m glad we have y’all on the team now.”
Carla smiled, but something caught her eye. “What’s that on your hat?”
“Huh? Oh.” I took off my hat—I’m so stupid now I have hat hair—so she could see the logo. “It’s, uh, a baseball cap.”
Let's share some SOTL! This time, the opening of Tierney's chapter!
From School of the Legends Year One
Tierney was jolted awake that morning in two ways.
The first jolt was from Jarred rapidly knocking on the door to his room. The second was a literal jolt of static shock from the friction his body caused from sliding against both the fitted sheet beneath him, as well as the duvet covering him, when he jumped from the first jolt. He yelped at both, causing Jarred to laugh from outside the door. Tierney scrambled out of bed and practically ran to the door--bare feet sliding on the hardwood floors--threw the door open, and jabbed his finger into Jarred’s side, causing Jarred to let out a rather embarrassing “eep!” as the static shock pierced through his cotton clothes, and he jumped back, almost falling over when his feet slipped on the carpet beneath him. Now it was Tierney’s turn to laugh.
Jarred regained his balance and pointed a finger at Tierney as a mock threat. “You’re dead.”
“Not if I kill you first!” Tierney said, jumping out at Jarred, who bolted down the hall. Tierney followed his brother with his hand outstretched, making extra sure to drag his feet on the carpet to keep up the static, even if it slowed his pace. Jarred turned a corner and made an “oof!” sound as he ran into Ritchie--both falling over, causing Tierney to trip over both of them and crash to the ground.
Alright this is a bit of a longer excerpt, but I love the royal family! Here's the opening of their first (and so far only) chapter!
From School of the Legends Year One
Tierney was jolted awake that morning in two ways.
The first jolt was from Jarred rapidly knocking on the door to his room. The second was a literal jolt of static shock from the friction his body caused from sliding against both the fitted sheet beneath him, as well as the duvet covering him, when he jumped from the first jolt. He yelped at both, causing Jarred to laugh from outside the door. Tierney scrambled out of bed and practically ran to the door--bare feet sliding on the hardwood floors--threw the door open, and jabbed his finger into Jarred’s side, causing Jarred to let out a rather embarrassing “eep!” as the static shock pierced through his cotton clothes, and he jumped back, almost falling over when his feet slipped on the carpet beneath him. Now it was Tierney’s turn to laugh.
Jarred regained his balance and pointed a finger at Tierney as a mock threat. “You’re dead.”
“Not if I kill you first!” Tierney said, jumping out at Jarred, who bolted down the hall. Tierney followed his brother with his hand outstretched, making extra sure to drag his feet on the carpet to keep up the static, even if it slowed his pace. Jarred turned a corner and made an “oof!” sound as he ran into Ritchie--both falling over, causing Tierney to trip over both of them and crash to the ground.
“Agh! Blimey, Tierney, you have a lot of shock on you today,” Ritchie noted as Tierney brushed up against him. Jarred sat up and poked Ritchie. “Ack!” He jumped back. “You, too?”
“Don’t look at me, I got it from him.”
Ritchie gave Tierney’s shoulder a soft push and hissed a swear as he flinched his hand back. “Bloody, Tierney, are you a walking socks-on-the-carpet-during-winter?”
“Sorry,” Tierney shrugged, messing with his hair to make it stand up. “Y’know I can’t help it.”
“That’s a mouthful of a title, Ritch,” said Jarred, scooching against the wall.
“Well, what would you call it, then?”
“A walking sack of static?”
“That’s boring.”
A pattering of feet caused Tierney to turn to see Carol running around the corner. She stopped, scrunching her face up. “What are you three doing on the floor?”
“Join us, Carol!” Jarred said, gesturing to the floor.
“Why?” Carol asked indignantly.
“Because we are one with the floor, and the floor is with us,” said Ritchie.
“One of us!” Tierney chanted. “One of us! One of us!” Jarred and Ritchie joined him. Carol looked like they were the biggest dossers on the planet before running back the way she came. The boys stopped their chant.
“Sheesh, she’s a crank,” Ritchie muttered. “And a party-pooper.”
“Why are we less mature than our ten-year-old sister?” Tierney asked, sitting up to join his brothers.
“Don’t worry, she’ll mature less when she’s older,” said Jarred, rising to his feet.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Rules: post excerpts following the prompts, then change one prompt for the next person!
Thought it'd be fun if I only pulled from SOTL!
1. A line about a building
Jack scrutinized the castle before him. It stretched up, up, up into the sky--and as they were already in the clouds, Jack didn’t want to know how high the tallest tower was above the ground--how he wouldn’t like to be the poor bloke who was defenestrated from it. The castle was made of some sort of dark stone, giving it the unsettling feel of a haunted house.
2. A sad line
Jack dug through his pack, pulling out all of the results for all of his classes, frowning at the C’s and D’s marked all over them. It didn’t bother him. It didn’t. But for some reason, there was a sour taste in his mouth, and he had the sudden urge to crumple the papers or tear them apart. His fingers clenched the papers, causing them to bend and crinkle under his grip.
He sighed, loosening his hold and resting his head against his hand. “I did my best,” he murmured to himself. “And that’s all they should be asking of me.” He lifted his head, not feeling much better.
3. A line about a drink
Úrsula sat patiently as she heard the locks on the exterior of her bedroom door perform a familiar rhythm, tapping along on her leg lightly. Click clack, crittle, clack clack, click, click, clickity clack, tap tap tap. The door opened and Úrsula’s mamãe entered holding a tray carrying a bowl of caldeirada and a simple glass of water.
4. A line that is shouted
Jack froze as both giants turned toward the sound. Instantly, the male was up and crossing the room. Jack bolted toward the end of the mantle, suddenly finding an adrenaline-fueled strength to lift the harp. “Go!” he shouted at Jill and Beau. “I’ll catch up!”
5. A funny line
“Sheesh, she’s a crank,” Ritchie muttered. “And a party-pooper.”
“Why are we less mature than our ten-year-old sister?” Tierney asked, sitting up to join his brothers.
“Don’t worry, she’ll mature less when she’s older,” said Jarred, rising to his feet.
I'll tag @mk-writes-stuff @thepeculiarbird @literarynecromancy @honeybewrites @winterandwords
+ ANYONE ELSE
Your prompts:
A line about a building
A sad line
A line about the weather
A line that is shouted
A funny line
SOTL intro
SOTL tag list (ask to be +/-): @illarian-rambling @katwritesshit @wyked-ao3
Tagging @dyrewrites @little-peril-stories @andyswritings @blind-the-winds @mrbexwrites @eccaiia @mk-writes-stuff @poethill @theeccentricraven @jessicagailwrites @gottestod-writes @cowboybrunch @sleepywriter00 @buffythevampirelover @little-mouse-gardens @theknightswhosay @pk-writes @herrmannhalsteadproduction @infinnative or anyone who wants to hop on!
TSP intro
TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @fairy-tales-of-yesterday who can also join in if you want :)
Keep reading for:
Lexi looks for Ash and has a near-panic attack (CW: near panic attack)
Lexi knows everything about everyone apparently
Tierney gets his letter!
Breath - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)
The forest was dense and vast—she could theoretically be anywhere.
Clues. Maybe there would be a sign of the direction she went.
I looked down to see if there were any imprints where she may have stepped. Most of the ground appeared untouched, but my eyes rested on a patch of flattened red ferns a few yards away. I ran toward them, then kept looking at the forest floor. The colorful leaves covering the ground appeared crunched, like someone had staggered through them shortly before I arrived. I followed the path they appeared to make. “Ash!” I called, hoping I was closer. Still, there was nothing.
I stopped at a patch of purple flowers. There were clumps of them similar scattered here and there, but these were as flattened as the ferns. I knelt down beside them. A black object settled beneath the flowers caught my eye, and I picked it up. I gasped—one of Ash’s rings.
“Ash!” I called again as I stood. “ASH!” She had to be close. I looked back down at the crushed blossoms. It was like she’d collapsed in them.
My breath caught in my chest. “ASH!” My breathing picked up. “ASH!” What if she didn’t hear me? If she was unconscious somewhere….
I tried calling her name again, but it was caught in my throat by a sudden sob. My hand enclosed the ring until it dug into my fingers. My legs felt weak and I found myself kneeling on the forest floor as tears streamed down my cheeks. I hit my thigh with my fist that enclosed the ring, scolding myself and my stupid anxiety for making me lose my focus after one setback.
“She wasn’t here,” I told myself, pulling on my braids. “That means she had to stand up and walk away to somewhere else.” I closed my eyes, taking a shaky breath, and almost willed Ash to speak up—let me know where she was.
“Lexi!”
Wild - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Lexi POV)
Ash and Gwen came from band and arrived together every day, and it didn’t seem too different. Ash sat beside me as usual, and Gwen in front of me.
We usually talked for the whole thirty minutes about various things: class, Gwen’s relationship with Akash, or whatever had happened during the weekend in Alium. But today, several minutes in, we hadn’t really said a word to each other. I didn’t have to be a telepath to figure out why. Beside me, Ash had her eyes glued to her food.
The silence was driving me insane. My knee bounced in anticipation. “So how’s band going?” I blurted out.
“It’s fine,” Ash said.
“We’re almost ready for our winter concert,” Gwen said, pulling me out of my misery.
“Oh! That’s Thursday, right?”
“Next Thursday,” Gwen clarified.
“Our orchestra concert is next Friday,” I added on. “Maddie’s choir concert is next Saturday, the twenty-first. So we’ll show up in Alium that Sunday morning. That weekend is going to be wild. Jazlyn and Wade both have a football game on Friday, and Ewan and Hye-Jin have concerts Saturday. I think Parker may be going to Wade’s game and Ewan and Jazlyn to each other’s activities. And Robbie has a winter play next week Thursday through Saturday. So next weekend will be vacant until Sunday.”
“How do you know what everyone’s doing?” Ash asked, finally saying something and looking up from her largely untouched food.
I blinked. “I dunno. I just remembered everyone talking about it.”
“What else do you know, their birthdays?”
“Yeah,” I said.
I can tell I haven't revised this yet. Lexi would be tugging her hair, not bouncing her knee. And she wouldn't say Ash's eyes are glued to her food - just focused on them. Her voice is just slightly off.
Fall - from School of the Legends Year One
Tierney unfolded it and began to read aloud, “Prince Tierney Wayne, We are pleased to congratulate you on your qualification for Madame Goossens’ School for the Gifted, Majicked, and Cursed in the United States of America.”
“What?” his father asked. A pattering of feet from above indicated all of Tierney’s siblings racing down the stairs. “Keep reading!”
“This international school is for teens with unusual abilities, and we wish to provide an environment that is better suited for you, as well as teaching you control and opening greater opportunities for your future.”
“What does that mean?” Damari asked as everyone was now in the Hall.
Tierney shrugged and just continued. “All of your credits will be transferred, and we hope to hear back from you soon with an acceptance letter. There is more information on the back of the letter. We hope to see you around our campus.”
“Well, what’s the information on the back of the letter?” his father demanded.
Tierney, confused as ever, flipped the paper over. “Um, so this school is for the, uh, gifted, majicked, and cursed.”
“That was established in the school’s name,” said the king.
“I apparently fall into the ‘gifted’ category.”
“Gifted!” the king boomed, his voice echoing off the majestic walls. “That letter claims you--my son!--to be one of those mutants?”
“You’re a gifted!” Ritchie said, almost too excited. With a glare from their father, he put on a more neutral demeanor. “So, does it say what your gift is?”
Tierney scanned the paper. “Uh, ‘qualification: electric-based powers.’”
“Electric?” Damari repeated.
“Well that explains the constant shock,” said Ritchie.
“And the thunderstorm fetish.”
“Jarred!” their mother scolded.
“What?”
